Chapter 26 #2
She swirled around, facing the bed. I lowered the zipper on her dress, letting the fabric fall to her feet. Her underwear landed on the floor next.
I brought her hands behind her, holding her wrists captive with my left hand.
"Graham," she whispered when I brought my right hand to her breasts and stroked her nipples. She tried to wiggle her hands free.
I brought my lips to her ear. "If you do that, I'll stop touching you."
She went still… until I moved my attention lower.
I rubbed her clit in circles until she rose on her toes then rocked back on her heels.
I couldn't get enough of her. I skimmed my hands down the back of her thighs, then on her inner thighs on my way up, dipping my thumb inside her opening.
Then I followed that pattern with my tongue, until she broke out in goose bumps.
Turning her around, I kneeled in front of her, pulling her sensitive flesh between my lips and working her into a frenzy.
I hooked one of her legs over my shoulder for better access, cupping her ass in my free hand, supporting her.
She nearly rode me when she climaxed. It was fucking beautiful, the way she trusted me, the way she let loose. I kissed up her belly.
"Graham, I feel like I'm about to come out of my skin.
" I bit her shoulder lightly, moving my fingers over her folds, working her into a frenzy again.
She rid me of my clothes so fast she almost tore a button off my shirt.
Lori wrapped her hand around my cock, squeezing me good.
Then she licked across the length, drawing circles with her tongue on the crown.
I was painfully hard, and I needed to bury myself inside her.
I pulled out of her mouth, sliding on a condom, then laid her on her back on the bed, keeping her ass at the edge, placing both her ankles on my shoulder. I was standing, knees bent slightly, and pushed inside her.
"Fuck, Lori. This is so beautiful." I looked between us, at our union.
I slid out and then back again slowly, watching her take me in, feeling her clench around me.
She gyrated her hips, and I slammed into her harder, faster.
Her body was a work of art, arching on my thrusts.
I'd never tire of her. She was trying to be silent, pressing her lips together.
But her groans were guttural, and the sound of skin slapping against skin surrounded us.
When I felt her tighten around me, she brought a pillow close to her, turned her head, and bit into it.
While she was still shaking with the aftershocks of the orgasm, I pulled out and flipped her around so she was on all fours.
“I’m not done exploring you tonight.”
I kissed along her back, nipping at her soft skin, kneading her ass cheeks in my palms before moving to drum my fingers on her inner thighs.
My erection was rubbing between her thighs.
When she pushed toward me, I entered her in one swift move.
She was deliciously tight. I moved in and out slowly, working her up to another orgasm.
When I saw her move one hand between her legs, I swatted it away, leaning over her until my chest was against her back.
“Don’t touch yourself.”
“Graham, please. When can I come again?”
I spoke against the back of her neck. “When I make you come.”
She spasmed around me, spurring me to move faster, love her harder. When I was close to climax, I brought my hand to her clit. She exploded, and I came so hard that my vision blurred.
After I took care of the condom, we fell onto the bed, regaining our breaths. Lying next to her, I pulled her in my arms. She peppered light kisses on my chest, laying her cheek right over my heart.
"It beats so fast," she murmured. We were silent for a long time, just enjoying each other.
After a while, she asked, "What did you think about the dinner tonight?"
"It was great meeting all of them. And I'll give credit where credit is due. Val is the best cook."
"I'd love to see you two in a competition. Chef Graham vs Chef Valentina." She twirled a blonde lock around her finger.
"We could whip up one for Christmas."
She stopped in the act of playing with her hair. Her gaze searched me, as if she wasn't expecting me to think that far ahead. I was surprising myself too, because I usually didn't. But how about her? My stomach was tight as a marine knot.
"I'd love to see that."
The knot loosened. I kissed her forehead and murmured a confession. "Tonight, I thought about my dad. Trying to patch things up, see if there's a basis on which to build a relationship."
"The Connor clan made quite an impression on you, huh?"
“Yeah.” Sitting there, surrounded by the family, it was impossible not to think about Dad.
"Anything I can do to help?"
"I think I have to figure this out on my own.
As a kid, I spent a lot of time with sitters.
He was around more when I was a teenager, but I was too busy rebelling.
I still blamed him for Mom leaving, and it didn't help that our house was a revolving door for his dates.
Things cooled off completely when I went to college, and then became very tense when he got the club into trouble. "
"Well, Dad used to say, ‘Where there's a will, there's a way,’ so I'm sure you'll figure it out."
I liked her vote of confidence. We talked about my dad for a little while longer, and then showered together. After we finished, Lori hovered in the bathroom, throwing me furtive glances.
“Are you waiting for me to leave?” I asked her.
She blushed. “Yes. I have to do some girl stuff, apply body oil, face cream.”
"Watching you oil up sounds like fun."
"Men." She practically shoved me out of the bathroom.
"What can you do? We're simple creatures."
"I'll lock myself in."
"I can pick locks."
"Wow. Will is going to be pleased to know I'm dating someone with that skill." She pointed at me. "Don't pick the lock. Trust me."
As I heard the door lock, I went to the bedroom, put my jeans on, and then headed for a glass of water.
In the hall, I started to whistle before catching myself—what if the sound woke up Milo?
I peeked into his bedroom to make sure he was okay.
The little dude slept like a rock, hugging his pillow.
All good here. I went into the kitchen and downed a glass of water.
Later, after Lori fell asleep in my arms, I wondered what exactly we’d tell Milo in the morning to explain my stay, but I shouldn’t have worried. The little guy’s only question when Lori told him that I spent the night was if I could teach him how to make grilled cheese sandwiches.
“You bet I can, buddy.”
“Awesome.”
“Well, since you two have breakfast covered, I’ll be a lady of leisure and just watch you,” Lori said.
We spent the entire day together, heading to the zoo, and then to a movie. Watching Milo and Lori together, I kept thinking about her ex. I didn’t know what his intentions were, but I wouldn’t allow him to hurt Milo and Lori more than he already had.