Page 76 of Accidentally in Bloom

He stood up. “But then I don’t have an excuse to touch you,” he whispered in her ear. He grabbed the hair from underneath her neck and wrapped it in a towel, squeezing out the rest of the water. With her hair lifted, he placed a long kiss on the back of her neck. The tension between them ratcheted up.

“How do you like the bike?” he murmured behind her ear, his hand sliding around her waist.

Rose rolled her eyes at him even as she sighed at his touch, her hand covering his. “You think you’re so clever.”

Thank you, motorcycles.

“I am clever.” He placed a kiss under her ear. “Did it do what I wanted?”

“You mean, have I been vibrating between my legs for two hours?” She raised an eyebrow as she turned to face him, staying close.

“Exactly.”

Concern drew her brows together. “Last week was a one-time thing, Gray.”

“So, I’m completely out of your system?” He placed a kiss on her cheek, and she leaned into him.

“Yes,” she whispered. She pulled on his jacket, drawing him closer, molding herself to him.

His hand came up to her throat, and he felt her pulse quicken under his touch. Rubbing his thumb back and forth, her breath hitched, and she focused on his lips like she wanted to devour them.

They both knew she was a liar.

She caught his mouth in a deep kiss, practically climbing him. She ravaged his mouth, and he melted at her teeth against his lip. He deepened the kiss, wrapping his arms around her and taking exactly what he wanted. Her hands moved to his hair, and he felt the familiar tug of her pushing him to kiss her harder, faster.

He inhaled her scent as he tasted her, the unique blend of apple blossoms and her amber scent that grabbed him by the balls. His tongue met hers, and his cock went hard. He’d throw himself at her feet before he let her go.

Rose wrapped her arms around him and pressed her body to his. “I missed this,” she said between kisses.

Gray’s hands roamed her body and had already made their way under her blouse. “Missed isn’t the right word,” Gray said as he made his way down her neck. “Craved.” His hands ran along her silky skin, around her ribs, and up to her breasts. Gray desperately wanted everything from her. Had dreamed of being inside her for fucking weeks.

They slowly made their way across the room, their mouths never leaving each other. He was lost in her scent and the feel of her in his arms. He held her head while he teased her nipple, hearing his favorite sound in the world: Rose moaning for more.

He could spend forever riding his hands up and down her curves, lingering in the dips and valleys between her breasts, her hips, her ass.

His hands wound into her hair, taking more of her against him. Had it only been a week? It felt like an eternity since he’d tasted her.

Her hands roamed his abs, running her fingers under the inside of his belt line. His cock twitched in response. Gray growled as she started unbuttoning his pants. “You’re playing with fire.”

“I want you,” she panted, tugging on his belt. He’d give her anything she asked for at that moment.

“But you remember Rose,” her name sounding like honey on his lips, “our deal. I’m in charge.” His teeth caught her earlobe, and she leaned against him, wanting more.

“Yes,” she huffed out.

“Are you going to listen this time?” He fucking adored that she loved it when he took what he wanted.

Even more when she decided to be a brat first.

She smiled into his neck. “Maybe if you fuck me properly this time, Roberts.”

God yes. His hand moved to her breast and found her nipple, pinching it lightly and pulling on it. She moaned against his mouth as she kissed him. He squeezed even harder. “Now, will you listen?”

“Yes,” she gasped.

He threw a towel down on the ground, and his hand reached her jaw. She’d worn a bright shade of lipstick that had him staring at her mouth all fucking day. Every time she smiled, spoke, and thought, those pouting red lips danced.

“I’ve been dreaming of those red lips wrapped around my cock for hours. Weeks.” He kissed the side of her mouth, hand still toying with her nipple. “Kneel.”

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