Chapter 14
The Elegant Swan was an upscale restaurant located in the heart of Kitty Hawk.
Sean thought it would be nice to go someplace that was new to both of them, and Brad had suggested it when Sean had asked the older man for ideas.
There was no way in hell he was asking his brother to recommend a place.
He didn’t want Brian to know they were out on a date—hell, Uncle Dan and Bonnie didn’t even know.
For now, he just wanted to keep Grace to himself, at least until he was sure things would work out between them.
The last thing he wanted was for anyone else to make things awkward about their dating.
He held the door open and followed her through.
The place was close to being full, and Sean was glad he’d made reservations as Brad had advised.
The hostess greeted them and then led them past the bar into the rear dining room overlooking the ocean across the street.
He didn’t miss the appreciative looks Grace had gotten from several men along the way, and he placed his hand at her lower back, staking his claim.
After they were seated and their drink orders were taken, they both perused the menu. “The chateaubriand sounds delicious,” he commented. “So do the lamb chops. What looks good to you?”
“The Chilean sea bass. I can’t remember the last time I had that, and I love it.”
The waitress returned with their drinks and took their meal orders. A busboy placed a basket of warm rolls and butter on the table before hurrying away again.
Grace took a sip of her wine, and Sean noticed she suddenly seemed as nervous as he was, but as he tried to think of a conversation starter, she beat him to it. “I… um… how was work today? Did you find out how that reporter got her information?”
“No,” he answered, giving his head a small shake while he buttered a roll. “But at least I got a little revenge and banned her from all the future press conferences about the case.”
She grinned. “Good for you. So what were you planning on doing these next few weeks if you hadn’t gotten called to duty?”
Glad she was steering the conversation away from the murders, Sean swallowed a small bite of his roll. “Well, I was hoping to get caught up on a few books I’ve wanted to read, do a little fishing, and just relax. It’s been a while since I’ve had some serious time off.”
“Fishing? Gee, I haven’t done that since I was about twelve, and your uncle invited me along on one of your fishing trips.”
Fishing was one of his fondest memories of Whisper as a kid and teen.
His father and Uncle Dan had taught the brothers how to fish as soon as they were old enough.
There had been countless trips out on charter boats or just on the beach and piers to fish.
It never mattered how much they caught, but there was always a money pool for the biggest fish reeled in.
When they were young, it had been a dollar each, but now it ranged anywhere from $20 to $100, depending on everyone’s mood.
“Well, then, we’ll have to remedy that. Maybe I can take Saturday or Sunday off if there’s nothing new with the case, and we can go fishing. That is if you want to.”
“I’d love it. But you’re going to have to teach me all over again. If memory serves me right, last time, I kept getting my line all tangled. Your poor uncle spent most of the day getting out the knots for me.”
Sean chuckled as he finally started to relax. “No worries. After a few pointers, I’ll have you tangle free.”
The rest of the evening went smoothly, and the conversation remained clear of the serial killer terrorizing the area.
As Sean drove Grace back to her place, he wondered if she would invite him in.
He wanted her in the worst way, but aside from the few steamy kisses they’d shared, he wasn’t sure if she was ready for more than that.
They’d gotten to know each other over the past week as adults, and he felt closer to her than any other woman he’d dated before.
Maybe because of their history, but that had been so long ago, they’d almost started from scratch again.
Pulling into a space in front of her unit, he turned off the engine.
Whether she was inviting him in or not, he was still walking her to the door.
They both climbed out of the car and met on the walkway in front of her place.
Holding Grace’s hand in his, he strolled toward her condo. His thumb caressed her soft skin.
As they approached her door, Grace took her keys from her purse. “Would you… like to come in?”
Sean stopped and turned to face her. A heavy blush stained her cheeks, and he reached up to stroke her jawline with his fingers.
“I would very much like to come in, but I’m not sure I could resist trying to get you into bed.
I don’t want to rush you, so it’s probably best if I go home and take a cold shower. ”
“Or,” her voice had become huskier, “we could take a hot shower together here, instead.”
Gazing into her eyes, he searched for any uncertainty, but all he saw there was shyness and desire, the combination undoing him.
He cupped her chin and gave her a brief kiss before taking her keys from her hand.
Unlocking the door, he swung it open and then closed it again after trailing her inside.
Grace flipped a light switch, which turned on the two lamps in her living room, then tossed her purse on a side table.
Before she could step away from him, Sean grabbed her around the waist and pulled her close.
Her ass cradled his erection, and he couldn’t resist thrusting his hips forward.
She stretched her arms back and wrapped them around his head as he nibbled on her neck and exposed shoulder.
Her perfume was sweet and sensual and drove him crazy.
A meow interrupted them, and Sean lifted his head to see Rico sitting on the back of the couch, staring at them.
He shook his finger at the cat. “Sorry, Rico, but your first night here will not be in your mom’s bed.
I plan on spending the entire night getting to know every inch of her body. Now, if you’ll excuse us…”
Giggling at his inane lecture to her new pet, Grace took his hand and led him to her bedroom, clearly intent on letting him do exactly what he’d just said.
Sean shut the bedroom door in case Rico tried to follow them.
When Grace’s hands went to the zipper on the back of her dress, he stopped her. “Uh-uh. Let me.”
She dropped her hands and watched him over her shoulder. Ever so slowly, he lowered the zipper, his mouth watering at each new inch of exposed skin.
When the zipper couldn’t go any further, he peeled the dress off her shoulders and let it fall into a pool of silk at her feet.
She was now standing in nothing but her black, lacy bra, thong panties, and her “come-fuck-me,” high-heeled shoes.
Yeah, those would stay on for a while because her legs looked gorgeous in them.
Pulling her against his chest and groin, he continued what he’d started out in the living room.
His lips, tongue, and teeth, respectively, kissed, licked, and nibbled on her shoulders and neck as his hands reached around and cupped her breasts.
Grace’s head fell back onto his shoulder, and she moaned in pleasure.
The sound went straight to his throbbing cock, and he ground his pelvis into her ass again.
Her hands went to his hips and held him in place as she gyrated her own.
Unable to help himself, Sean bit down hard on the curve of her neck, then quickly licked the sting away.
His fingers lifted the band of her bra, and her breasts dropped free.
Spinning her around, he bent forward and drew one of her nipples into his mouth while rolling the other between his thumb and forefinger.
He stepped forward, urging her back onto the bed.
Before letting her lie down, he unhooked her bra and pulled it down her arms, tossing it to the side.
Shifting from side to side, Grace made her way to the middle of the bed, with Sean following, never leaving her breasts as he alternated between them with his mouth and fingers.
He felt her trying to get her heels off and lifted his head.
“Leave them on, Gracie. You look so sexy in them, I want you in nothing but them.”
Grabbing the sides of her thong, he proved his point by sliding it down her legs and throwing it atop her bra.
She removed the clip from her hair, letting it frame her face. Her gaze followed his hands as they undid the buttons of his shirt. His heart beat faster when she played with the rosy peaks of her breasts. Sean quickly removed the rest of his clothes and removed a condom from his wallet.
Shit! How long has this been in there?
His worry was gone in a flash as he remembered it was a replacement after a colleague had begged for one after hooking up in a bar they went to occasionally for happy hour in Jacksonville.
Dropping to his knees beside the bed, he pulled her to the edge and placed her legs over his shoulders.
One of the heels of her shoes scraped his back, and his dick grew even harder.
He kissed his way up her inner thighs until his mouth found her bare pussy lips.
He sucked on their plumpness, then impaled her with his tongue.
Grace’s hips bucked, but his hands held her in place as he feasted on her.
The taste of her feminine spice was heaven.
He could stay there and eat her for hours, but not tonight—there was so much more he wanted to do to her. First, he wanted her to come for him.
His fingers went to her clit and tortured the little bud as he fucked her with his tongue. Grace’s breathing and moaning increased with each second that passed until she was begging for release. “P-please, Sean… I need… oh my God… please!”