Chapter 19
nineteen
. . .
Cutler
I was still laughing when I closed the door, because Phoenix was still pissed off about Cannon and him getting last place in Taboo.
“That was fun,” Gracie said as she set the plates in the sink.
Did she really think we were going to make small talk after what we’d discussed just before everyone arrived?
I sidled up behind where Gracie stood at the sink, my hand moving around her, brushing against her side as I dropped a few glasses in the sink. My mouth grazed against her ear as I spoke. “Yeah. It was a good time.”
“We crushed it in Taboo, didn’t we?” she said, her words sounding a little breathless now.
“Yep. We’re clearly in sync.” I smirked when I stepped back. “Even our bodies are in sync.”
“Is that normal for you?” she asked as she turned off the water and dried her hands.
“Nothing that we’re doing is normal for me.” I shrugged, because it was the truth. “And I fucking love it. I wouldn’t change a thing.”
“You wouldn’t change any of the rules?” she asked, her voice teasing, and it was sexy as hell.
I tugged her against me, stroking the hair away from her face. “Well, if I’m being honest, there wouldn’t be any rules if it were up to me. But you’re calling the shots right now. This is your time, Jeege. I support that.”
“Leave it to me to have something casual and make a ton of rules anyway.” She shook her head with a laugh. “What’s the point, if it’s supposed to be light and fun?”
“Listen, I love everything we’ve got going. I know you aren’t staying. I know what this is. You know what this is. So maybe you just stop trying to control it and do what you want. We’re best friends. Nothing we’ve done has changed anything, right?”
“Right.” She chewed on her thumbnail. “So do you want to remove the no-sex rule?”
Damn, I loved this girl something fierce.
“I would love to burn the rule book and bury myself deep inside you for the next few months until you leave,” I said, my voice gruff.
“I want that too,” she sighed. “It’s not like we both haven’t done it before. And it’s not like we haven’t showered together and been naked together almost every night since we came up with this plan.”
“Agreed.”
“I think everyone already suspects something is going on after the way they acted tonight,” she said, teeth sinking into her bottom lip.
This was Gracie.
She was working through the idea.
She wanted it. She knew I wanted it. But it terrified her because this wasn’t what was supposed to happen.
My girl liked a plan.
And I understood that, because I understood her.
I chuckled. “They definitely know something is up. And I know we agreed not to tell anyone, and I do understand not sharing this with our families because it would be a big fucking deal—but our friends are different.”
She studied me. “What do you mean?”
“They aren’t going to put pressure on us or ask a million questions. And it’s getting uncomfortable when we’re all out, you know, keeping this secret.”
“Why?” she whispered, eyes wide and curious.
“Because I don’t want to pretend to talk to random girls or watch some dude dance with you. You’re here right now. We’re always together. And then we go out, and everything has to shut off. I don’t like it.”
“That’s fair. I just didn’t want to add any pressure to the situation.” She blew out a breath. “But I’d be lying if I said I didn’t want to scratch out Sydney’s eyes when she was all up in your business the other night when we were out.”
“So how about we change the rules,” I said. “We do whatever the fuck we want while you’re here. We’re good with the arrangement and we don’t need anyone else’s approval.”
“Agreed. But I do think keeping this from our parents is smart, because that’s where we’d feel the pressure. They’d have a lot of questions.” She chewed on her thumbnail some more as her gaze locked with mine.
She was right. They’d have a shit ton of questions. Questions I sure as shit couldn’t answer, because I didn’t know what was happening between us.
This was not familiar territory for me.
But this was Gracie, so everything was different.
“Okay.” She tipped her head back and smiled. “Have your way with me, Cutler Heart. Show me what I’ve been missing.”
“Isn’t that what I’ve been doing?” I smirked.
“Yes. But no more holding back. No more rules. I’m all in.” She sank her teeth into her bottom lip, and her cheeks flushed.
That was all I needed to hear. I reached behind her, my hands covering her perfect little ass, and I lifted her up. Her legs came around my waist, hands tangling in my hair as she chuckled.
“Get ready to have your world rocked, Gracie Reynolds.”
A wide grin spread across her pretty face. “You’ve been rocking my world since I got here. I would expect nothing less.”
I carried her down the hall to my bedroom and dropped her on the bed, and she bounced the slightest bit, her hair falling all around her. I climbed onto the bed, hovering above her.
“You know you’re my best friend and I love you, right?”
Gracie Reynolds was the only girl or woman outside of my mother that I’d ever said those words to. And I’d been saying them to her for over two decades.
I felt it.
I meant it.
“I know you do. And you’re my best friend and I love you too. Always have. Always will.” She smiled, her eyes wet with emotion.
“Same. And this isn’t too much for you?” I had to make sure. This was Gracie, after all.
She was my person.
The girl I loved most in the world.
I’d never forgive myself if I did anything to fuck this up.
She shook her head no. “You’re my best friend, Cutler.
And I want this. I want you. I know it’s not forever, and I’m okay with that because that’s the last thing I want right now.
And in our own way, we’re forever. And right now, we’re filling something for one another, and I don’t want to question that. ”
My mouth crashed into hers.
Tasting and exploring and claiming.
My hand slid behind her neck, tipping her head back the slightest bit to take the kiss deeper, our tongues tangling in a desperate dance of need and desire.
I’d never wanted anyone more.
Needed anyone more.
I pulled back, kissing my way down her neck.
My fingers moved to the straps of her sundress, and I slid them down her silky skin.
I paused when I realized she didn’t have a bra on, and I pulled the fabric down, tracing over her pretty pink nipples. “If I’d known you didn’t have a bra on, I would have dipped my hand into your dress hours ago.”
“This dress has built-in cups,” she said, a mix of labored breaths and humor.
“Do you know how much I love these tits?” I asked as I leaned down and flicked her hard peak with the tip of my tongue before circling one and then the other.
“Tell me,” she said as she arched her back, making it clear that she wanted more, and I fucking loved it.
I couldn’t get enough.
I made my way down her body, taking her dress, which was pooled around her waist, with me. I slipped it down her legs and dropped it on the floor as I reached for the edge of her white lace panties and slowly removed those as well.
I leaned down and buried my face between her thighs.
I’d done this enough times now that I knew exactly what she liked. I flattened my tongue, pressing it against her core, and slid it slowly back and forth as she groaned.
Her fingers tore at my hair, tugging as she writhed beneath me.
I fucking loved it.
The way she wanted me.
The way she needed me.
I could stay right here for the rest of my life, and I’d be a very happy man.
I slipped a finger inside her as I leaned down and sucked her clit hard.
“I want you inside me right now,” she moaned.
I pulled back to look at her, and I nearly came undone just at the sight of her lips parted as her breaths came hard and fast. Her heated gaze met mine, and I saw it all right there. Her passion. Her desire.
She wanted this as much as I did.
“I want you to come on my lips and then you’ll get my cock.” I added a second finger and then leaned back down and covered her clit with my mouth and sucked hard.
She bucked against me.
Over and over.
“Please,” she begged, and I smiled against her as I pumped my fingers in and out faster before flicking her clit with my tongue, just as her body started to tremble and shake.
Her thighs tightened around my head, and I savored everything she gave me as she went over the edge. I stayed right there until her breaths had slowed and then pulled back, slipping my fingers into my mouth and moaning.
“Holy shit,” she whispered.
“You know what, Jeege?”
“What?” A sexy grin spread across her gorgeous face as dark hair fell all around her.
“If I found out my life was going to end tomorrow, and I was asked to choose my last meal… I’d just park myself between your thighs and leave this earth a happy man.”
Laughter bellowed from her, and she reached for the button on my shorts. “I want you naked. Now.”
“I love when you take charge,” I said. I pushed to stand, tugging my shirt over my head and dropping my shorts and briefs on the floor before moving to the nightstand to grab a condom.
Gracie propped up on her elbows and whistled. “I could look at you like this all night, Cutler Heart.”
I tore off the top of the foil packet and rolled the latex over my throbbing cock. “Yeah? You like the look of me right before I bury myself inside you?”
She bit her bottom lip and nodded.
I climbed back on the bed with her and quickly maneuvered her to settle on top of me, so I was lying on my back, and she was straddled above me.
Her hair was a mess of wild waves tumbling over her shoulders. Her plump pink lips parted just slightly as my hands flexed on her hips.
I catalogued every curve of her face, the way her eyes were heated and flanked in long black lashes. I wanted this image, right here, right now, burned into my brain for all eternity.
She gasped, eyes wide as she looked down at me. “What are you doing?”
“You’re going to set the pace, baby.” I tucked her hair behind her ear. “We’re going to do whatever feels good for you.”
She smiled, eyes heated. “I want it to feel good for you too.”
“I already feel good and I’m not even inside you yet.” I tugged her head down, and our mouths fused in a red-hot passion that I’d never experienced.
Need and desire so fierce that I struggled to stay in control.
Our naked bodies pressed together as I kissed her senseless.
I needed her like I needed my next breath.
Our tongues tangled as she ground her heat up and down my erection. I was so hard, my dick threatened to explode. But I stayed right there, my hands tangled in her hair.
We kissed until our lips ached, and she pulled back, hair falling down over her perfect tits. She wrapped her hand around my dick and lifted up just enough to settle the tip at her entrance.
And then she slid down.
Slow.
Inch by inch.
Her breath hitched, and I covered her breasts with my hands. “Breathe, baby.”
Her eyes opened and locked with mine and she did as I asked.
Taking me in even further.
Nothing had ever felt this good.
Nothing compared.
I groaned when she pushed down, and I filled her completely.
I didn’t move. She didn’t move.
She reached for my hands, our fingers intertwining as she adjusted to my size.
And then she did the sexiest move of all. Her lips turned up in the corners, teeth sinking into her juicy bottom lip, and she started moving.
Up and down my shaft.
It was pure ecstasy.
This woman was made for me.
I sat forward, my lips sealing over her hard peaks as I moved from one breast to the other.
Our bodies were covered in a layer of sweat as we found our rhythm.
“That’s it. Set the pace,” I said, my voice so gruff it was barely recognizable.
She leaned back, dropping her hands to the top of my thighs and arching her back.
So fucking sexy.
Faster and harder.
She rode me like it was her life’s mission.
Like my cock was made for her.
Our breaths were coming hard and fast, and I groaned when she tightened around me.
I knew exactly what she needed as my thumb found her clit, and that’s all it took.
She gasped, and I watched her fall apart as she cried out my name.
I thrust into her once.
Twice.
“Holy fuck,” I grunted.
And I followed her into oblivion as we rode out every last bit of pleasure.
She fell forward in a heap on my chest, her breaths labored, her body warm against mine.
And I knew I was fucked.
Because nothing would ever compare to this.