Chapter 14
Fourteen
Conway
T he sight of Grace as she opens the front door steals my breath away. The white tank top she’s wearing is tight enough that I can see the outline of the nipples I’ve been fantasizing about sucking on since she sent me that picture, and it comes to just below her navel, revealing an inch of her smooth, creamy stomach, and the purple and white checkered pajama shorts she’s wearing are short enough, I’d bet the bottom of her ass checks show.
Holding the door open, she leans against the frame as she peers up at me with a barely-there smirk curling her lip and a glint in her eye that makes my cock twitch. “Didn’t think you’d actually come,” she murmurs.
“Why wouldn’t I?”
“Because it’s late, and you were already in bed.”
“And?”
She can’t honestly think I was turning down the offer she sent me. Getting to be with her again is worth feeling a little extra tired on the job site tomorrow.
Grace chews on the inside of her cheek to keep from smiling, her gaze dragging down the front of me before coming right back up. “The kids are asleep,” she says softly as she opens the door wider to let me through. “We have to be quiet.”
My heart is a steady drum as I kick my shoes off before she leads me down the dimly lit hallway toward her bedroom. Thankfully, having been here a few times before with Willow, I know that her bedroom is on the opposite end of the house as her kids, because with what I have planned for her, I don’t anticipate her being able to keep it down. Reaching her room, she gestures for me to go inside, and she follows, the sound of the lock clicking into place filling the silence.
A lamp on her bedside table is the only light illuminating the space. I inhale the scent of her all around me. It’s a sweet and fruity smell that makes my head spin, more than a perfume or lotion. It’s Grace , an intoxicating scent that is uniquely her. If I could bottle it up and breathe it in every single day, I would. With her back to the door, Grace and I take each other in for a few long beats. Neither of us moves or says a word, but the tension fills the room around us like smoke. It’s thick and hard to breathe around as every inch of my body grows hotter by the second.
I’m not sure who moves first, but before I know it, we’re meeting in the middle of her room, nothing more than grappling hands and starving lips. Arm snaking around her waist, I haul her closer, unable to kiss her deep enough. I’m starving for her, going out of my mind with a need burning so hot I can barely think straight. I bring my hands to the hem of her tank top, ripping my lips away from hers long enough to tug it over her head. Before the material has a chance to land on the floor, she’s doing the same with my shirt. Our eyes drink each other in, her tits even more perfect in person.
“Fuck, you’re so sexy,” I mutter, scratching a hand along my jaw.
Grace gives me a bashful smile that makes my heart thump, and a snarl rips from my throat as she twists her arms in front of her, fingers interlacing, like she’s trying to cover up.
“Don’t you dare hide from me, Sin,” I husk. “You’re beautiful, and I want to see all of you.”
Heat flashes in her eyes, and something I can’t quite place, as she drops her arms and holds my gaze. I watch her slowly shove her shorts down until they’re pooling around her ankles before doing the same with her tiny black panties, until she’s standing before me, completely nude. My breath catches at the sight of her—of all of her.
Words like “beautiful” and “sexy” are far too mediocre when it comes to Grace. They’re simply not enough.
She is breathtaking.
A divine work of art I know I’m not worthy enough to have, but I’m going to anyway.
Grace’s soft, supple skin, her petite curves, and the faded white stripes that delicately decorate her breasts, stomach, and hips all tell a story about how she’s not just a woman. She’s a fiercely loving mother. A sun-kissed goddess. And right now, there’s not a single thing I want to do more than explore all of her, letting her body whisper her secrets in my ear while the scent of her sweet arousal and the sound of her moans fill the air.
“Stand in front of the bed, Sin,” I instruct her, voice low. “Hands flat on top.”
A sassy little smirk slides up her face as she places her hand on her cocked him. “I’m gonna need to hear a ‘please’ from you first,” she taunts.
I huff out a dark laugh, her smart-ass mouth making my cock harder than it already was. “I wasn’t asking,” I reply gruffly, closing the distance between us. Her chin between my fingers, I stare down my nose at her, drinking in the fire and desire in her eyes. “When I give you an order, you do it.”
“Or what?” She grins up at me, and it takes everything in me to not toss her on the bed and fuck her right now, but there’s so much more I want to do to her first.
“Or I’ll have to punish you, Sin. That’s what.”
Grace’s eyes darken as color creeps up her cheeks. She swallows roughly before I release her chin and shove her toward the bed with a hand around her arm. Goosebumps cover her flesh and her body trembles with a shiver as she faces the bed and plants her hands right on top, but not before throwing me one last challenging look over her shoulder full of lust.
“You know what I think, Sin?” I drawl as I saunter over to her, running a finger down the length of her spine. Grace lets her head drop forward, a sigh falling from her lips. “I think you need somebody to punish you,” I go on when she doesn’t say anything, smoothing my hand over the swell of her ass. “I think you crave somebody taking control of you, telling you what to do for a change instead of you making all the decisions.”
I drop to my knees, spreading her open with a palm on each cheek. Grace gasps, glancing over her shoulder again with wide eyes.
“What are you doing?”
“What you deserve. Now. Turn. Around,” I growl, and by some miracle, Grace clamps her lips shut and does what I say.
My dick throbs. I’m so fucking hard it hurts as I drink her in. Pink cunt spread for me, her arousal glistens, the sweet aroma heavy in the air. She smells so goddamn good, I can’t help myself. Leaning in, I drag the flat of my tongue from her pierced clit all the way to her tight, puckered asshole, the flavor of her exploding in my mouth. Pushing back against my face, Grace lets out a low, needy moan as I indulge in one last taste before begrudgingly standing up.
Smoothing a hand up her back, I grab a fistful of her hair on her nape, tugging until her eyes meet mine. “I’m going to spank you now. Do you understand me?”
Nodding to the best of her ability, Grace wets her lips with her tongue.
“You’re going to count to five,” I tell her, my body vibrating with unbridled, barely restrained need for her. “And after each one, you’re going to say, ‘thank you, Daddy.’ Am I making myself clear?”
A look passes between her eyes, and I think she’s going to fight it, but she doesn’t. Nodding, she purrs, “Yes, Daddy.”
I bring my mouth to hers, a smirk tugging into place. “You’re such a good fucking girl when you listen to me.” Crashing my lips to hers, I kiss her roughly before ripping myself away and adding, “You do as you’re told, and you’ll get to come. If you listen really well, I may even feed that pretty little mouth of yours my cock. Would you like that, Sin? Would you like to suck Daddy’s cock and make him come too?”
Grace groans, a sexy grin curving her lip. “Yes, Daddy.”
“That’s my good girl,” I coo as I let go of her hair, and bring my hand down, massaging her ass cheek. “If at any time it gets to be too much, you tell me, understood?”
Nodding, she meets my gaze over her shoulder, cheeks flushed and her pupils blown wide. My girl’s as eager for this as I am.
The first crack of my palm to her flesh makes her yelp, but it quickly morphs into a moan as I knead it soothingly. “One,” she breathes before adding, “Thank you, Daddy.”
Fuck, hearing her say that has my balls aching.
Number two makes contact harder than the first, and red paints her smooth skin. “Two.” Glancing at me over her shoulder, Grace smiles sweetly. “Thank you, Daddy.”
I switch sides for the next two, brightening the other cheek to match the first as her moans get louder and more needy each time. Before giving her the fifth and final one, I run my finger along her hot cunt, her back arching as I do. “Fuck, you’re dripping for me, Sin,” I groan. “Is this what you needed when you invited me over?”
Grace nods, eyes meeting mine again, her bottom lip tucked between her teeth. “Yes, Daddy.”
Pride and desire flood my system at hearing her admit that. “Last one,” I husk. “Think you can take it?”
“I know I can,” she snarks like the sassy fucking brat that she is. “Do it, Daddy. Spank me. I want you to.”
This fucking woman. I can’t get enough.
The sound of my hand cracking down on her bright red ass cheek echoes in the quiet room, and as she lets out a deep moan, I’m already moving, flipping her over before she even has a chance to catch her breath. As soon as her back hits the bed, I’m on my knees, pressing her thighs into the mattress as my hungry mouth finds her soaking wet cunt. Grace cries out, her legs fighting against my hold as she tries to close them. I flick my tongue over her clit, tugging on the jewelry with my teeth before closing my lips around it.
Her thighs tremble as I suck the sensitive bud into my mouth, reaching up to cup one of her perfect tits in my palm. Lifting herself up onto her elbows, Grace watches as I feast on her sweet little pussy. I drag my fingers through her arousal and coat them, sinking two fingers in, giving her no time to adjust as I begin fucking her with them while I flick my tongue over her clit.
Peering up at her, my heart races and my cock leaks as I watch the way she bites down on her bottom lip in an attempt—an unsuccessful one—to keep quiet. Her eyebrows are pinched together and her cheeks are flushed, chest glistening as I bring her closer to the brink. With my fingers steadily pumping in and out of her, I press my hand down on her lower stomach, applying pressure as my lips close around her clit again. The sound of my fingers fucking her is filthy, and her whole body trembles as I devour her.
As she gets closer, her muscles tense, and she’s fighting me to close her thighs, but I don’t let her.
“Come on, Sin,” I growl. “Give it to me. Soak my face, baby girl.”
“Oh fuck,” she cries out, hands fisting the bedding so tight, her knuckles are white. “Conway, fuck! Oh, fuck, don’t stop.”
Sucking her clit a little harder and applying more pressure to her lower stomach, her walls clench around my fingers as her body lets go. Collapsing onto the bed, she rocks her hips, riding the wave as her tight little cunt gushes for me. She soaks my hand and the bed beneath her as I lap up as much as I can, my body burning up and my nuts so full with a desperate need to come. The sound and sight of Grace coming is one that’ll live in my mind for all of eternity.
Grace eventually shoves me away, shimmying up the bed. “Fuck, I can’t take any more,” she pants.
Standing up, her juices still covering my beard, I shove my pants down with zero finesse, palming my throbbing cock the moment it springs free. “On your knees for me, Sin,” I growl, pumping myself while she watches, lips parted and chest rising and falling with her rapid breaths. Grace never takes her eyes off the way I’m fucking my fist as she slides to the floor, hands coming to the tops of her thighs as she kneels so fucking beautifully for me.
“You need my cock in your mouth, Sin?” I ask, taking a step closer. Her lips open and she sticks her tongue out as she nods, her eyes lifting and meeting mine. “You think you earned it?” Another nod. Fuck, she’s perfect. “You took your punishment like such a good girl,” I murmur as I drag the slick tip of my cock along her eager tongue. “You made me so fucking proud. Look how hard I am. It’s all because of you. Now, show me how good you can suck my cock.”
Grace greedily licks up the pre-cum pooling at the slit before wrapping a tight fist around my length. Her eyes flare with heat as she peers up at me from beneath her lashes and smirks. “I’ve been waiting to put Daddy’s cock in my mouth for years,” she purrs, then closes her plump, red lips around my swollen crown, hollowing her cheeks as she sucks hard, tongue swirling around teasingly.
The tight heat of her mouth and that one filthy sentence are my undoing. Threading my fingers through her messy strands, I tighten my grip, guiding her mouth up and down my cock just the way I like. Tears spring to her eyes and her throat constricts as I get too deep, the vibration from her moans shooting through my veins as pleasure consumes me. It takes no time at all for my balls to draw up, and I spill down her throat, groaning through gritted teeth as she continues to suck me until there’s nothing left. Cum and spit drip down the side of her mouth, and when I pull my cock out, I clean up the mess with my thumb before feeding it to her.
“Stand up,” I growl. The sight of her peering up at me as she sucks my cum off my finger is too much. As soon as she’s on her feet, I’ve got a hand wrapped around the back of her neck. “C’mere.”
This kiss is messy and heated, the taste of me still on her tongue. It drives me fucking wild. I allow myself to kiss her deeper for a minute longer before I lead us over to her bed. Grace climbs under the covers, scooting over enough to give me room to do the same. After I remove the blanket that was folded up on the end of the bed, that thankfully absorbed the mess from Grace squirting, I lie down beside her, wrapping my arm around her shoulders and pulling her head onto my chest. Her hand rests on my stomach, thumb rubbing soft and mindless circles while I run my fingers through her hair, pressing a kiss to the top of her head.
I must fall asleep because the next time I open my eyes, Grace has rolled onto her side, facing away from me. My arms are wrapped around her, face nuzzled into her neck. I’m so comfortable, and contentment swims through my veins. I can’t remember the last time I fell asleep with a woman. Usually, the idea fills me with dread, but I can’t deny how good this feels.
So good that I wish I could stay and go back to sleep, but I can’t. Her kids are here, and we can’t risk them waking up and finding me. It would be too confusing for them. Flicking my gaze to the clock on the nightstand, I note that it’s a quarter after three. As gently as I can, I slide my arm out from under Grace’s head before rolling out of bed. After I find my clothes and get dressed, I brush her hair out of her face, leaning down to press one last kiss to her forehead before I quietly sneak out the front door and jump into my truck.
I’m so fucking gone for this woman.