Chapter Twenty-Two
“I don’t know what the hell is going through that pretty head of yours, but I can assure you it’s not right, and I’m afraid it’s probably going to piss me off.
” He hissed harshly as he carried her with one arm around her hips to the sofa and sat down before he put her sideways on his lap.
He placed one arm behind her back and the other over her legs with his hand hot on her thigh.
His gaze trekked over her face, and the look he could only describe as defeat, and the sight of her tears, hit him hard.
“Now, why don’t you tell me what’s on your mind?
” Although his voice was soft, it brooks no argument.
“Jennifer, look at me.”
She reluctantly raised her head.
“What are you thinking, baby? Why are you so sad?” A band tightened across his chest at the tears she tried diligently to hold back.
Jennifer shrugged and stayed silent.
“Jennifer, we’re not going anywhere until I get an answer, and I’m warning you I will know if you’re telling me the truth.” A purr of soft menace entered his voice, and his eyes revealed the threat of something if she failed his request.
She took several deep breaths and tried, but failed, to steady her erratic heartbeat. Her hands were gripped tightly at her stomach as if trying to calm the cold knot of fear she felt about answering him.
“I was wondering why you haven’t...” Her voice was barely audible and filled with anxiety.
He waited for several seconds. His frown deepened. “Go on. I haven’t what?” He tried to sound easy, but he couldn’t hide his displeasure.
“Tried...” Her teeth snapped together, preventing her from going on.
Grant clenched his teeth together in impatience. “Jennifer!”
She blew out a breath. A dark crimson blush spread across her face, and he could tell it took a lot for her to look him in the eyes.
“You haven’t tried to touch me. You know, like a man touches a woman. I know it’s silly of me to want that, and I should be happy with what I have. And I didn’t—”
Grant’s features contorted with confusion, then shock, then anger. “Are you fucking shitting me?” he burst out as he shook his head in disbelief.
Jennifer recoiled and fought to be free of his lap. A shadow of despair flickered in her eyes.
“God, baby, I’m sorry,” he said. He tightened his grip on her and kept her against him with her head tucked under his chin until he gained some control.
“I’m just shocked you don’t know how I feel about you.
” He ran a hand through his thick, short hair in agitation, making a mess of his usually neat hair.
“I’m a dumbass. I should have considered your lack of experience, and that’s my fault.
” He cupped her cheek in his palm, tightened his grip on her chin when she tried to jerk away, and then ensured he had her complete attention.
His expression softened, and he ran his thumb gently over her lips.
“Are you listening carefully to me?” He waited a moment for her nod.
“I would give my left nut to be inside you right now.”
He didn’t know how she would take it at first. When she shook her head in denial, he nodded his head until she stopped. He didn’t expect the wealth of relief and the smile that overtook her face.
“Jesus, woman. Don’t look at me like that.
” A painful moan slipped from him. Grant lifted her a bit to adjust his aching cock.
He could feel cum already seeping out of his slit, and he was unable to stop it.
It was highly possible it wouldn’t take anything but her on his lap and thoughts of her for him to lose control and come in his pants.
It amazed him because he hadn’t lost control since his teens.
He couldn’t let another second pass without kissing her.
He speared his fingers through her sleep-tousled hair, adjusted her head to where he wanted it, and slammed his mouth down, taking hers forcefully, thrusting his tongue into the depths of her mouth, and showing her without words how much he wanted her.
Jennifer moaned and turned in his arms, flattening her breasts against the hardness of his chest. She wrapped her arms around his neck as a throbbing began deep inside her, spreading heat throughout her body. A harsh, needy groan slipped out, begging and desperate for more.
Grant turned his head and adjusted how their mouths fit together as one hand slid across her stomach and enclosed a breast. His body stiffened when he pulled the sound of sweet, impatient hunger from her. It would take a lifetime for him to get tired of the desire-filled sounds she made.
He deepened the kiss further, touching the deepest recesses of her mouth. He groaned at the heavy weight of her breast in the palm of his hand, pinching her nipple between his thumb and finger, pulling a startled whimper from her.
Grant’s hand stroked down her body before it slipped under her short nightgown. Harsh groans flew from their mouths when his hot hand landed on her upper thigh. His fingers curved in to graze the damp heat escaping through her panties. Grant ripped his mouth from hers.
“Jennifer, baby, look at me.” His eyes blazed down at her.
She tilted her head back, and her eyes opened, narrow and unfocused. Her tongue slid over her swollen lip. She craved his warm, masculine taste.
He groaned at the drugged look in her eyes and the erotic way she savored him on her lips.
He watched her expressions as he slipped his finger under her panties, sliding through her thick syrup and then circling her hard little clit before he pushed a large blunt finger up her sodden cunt.
Grant gritted his teeth at the tight clasp of her inner walls on his thick finger and groaned when his finger touched the evidence of her virginity.
She tightened further when he gently drove his finger in and out, ensuring he did not cause her pain.
He wanted to have her in his house before he took her for the first time.
“Oh, God.” Another bolt of heat raced through Jennifer as she stared at his face, fascinated by the look of deep concentration as he pleasured her. Her heart beat erratically, and she started to pant and try to catch enough air in her lungs.
“Keep them open, baby.” He was pleased when her eyes flew open to gaze at his.
“You like this, don’t you?” A pained chuckle escaped his throat at her whimper.
“You like having a part of me in you. Just wait until I have you under me, and I’m deep inside here.
” Grant pressed his long, thick finger into her faster and more powerfully.
“You feel this?” He lightly massaged the skin he would take. “You’re going to give me this, right?”
Jennifer mewed deep in her throat and nodded slowly, not knowing what she agreed to and didn’t care.
“I am going to finally make you mine. Every inch of your sweet little body will be mine. But you need to understand, I will be the last man you’ll ever have in your bed.
Do you understand what I’m saying?” Grant circled her inner channel, pressed the spot on top that he knew would ramp up her pleasure, and waited for her agreement.
Jennifer nodded.
He pulled his finger out until the tip was in and didn’t move it. He just kept it there. “Jennifer, answer me, baby, and I’ll give you what you need and make you come. You want that. I want that, too, baby. I want this sweet little body to clamp down on me and drown me in more of your sweet syrup.”
Grant’s words made Jennifer cry out, and her vagina clenched with a sudden spasm of hungry need. The lack of sensation frustrated her, made her growl, and try to move her hips on his finger.
He tightened the arm that held her against him and kept her from moving. “Answer me,” he demanded gently.
Jennifer froze at the dark, honeyed sound of his voice and blinked up at him in confusion. “What—”
Grant smiled gently. “Tell me you’re mine, and you’ll stay mine.”
She leaned up and softly kissed his lips and traced them with her tongue before she tilted her head back to look him in the eyes. “I’m yours.”
He pushed his finger in forcefully before pressing and rubbing on her spot. A groan tore from his throat when she whimpered and clamped down on his finger so hard, he had to work to keep moving it. “Say it again.”
She moaned low in her throat. “I’m yours, Grant,” she said weakly. “Please—”
“Good girl. Now say you’re mine forever,” he gritted between clenched teeth. It took all his strength not to take her as he dreamed so many times.
Jennifer arched on his lap and growled in frustration. “Forever.”
Grant pulled out before he pushed in with two thick fingers, and at the same time placed his thumb on her clit and pressed.
“Come now, baby. Let me feel you come on my fingers.”
Her body tightened unbearably as a low keening sound built and grew stronger until it became a low scream. At the same time, a pained groan slid from him.
“Good girl. Keep going.” He kept driving into her until he wrung the last bit of pleasure from her. She collapsed on his lap and fought to steady her breathing as a drop of sweat slid down her face.
Jennifer slowly came down and was able to take a deep breath before she opened her eyes. Her eyes widened when he brought his fingers up to his mouth and licked off her sweet cream. The sound of pleasure that came from him showed how much he enjoyed his little feast.
“Damn, I can’t wait to get my mouth on you. It will take years to get my fill of you.”
Grant chuckled at her groan, leaned down, and took her startled mouth with a hard kiss. “You okay, baby?”
She nodded as her tongue slipped out to taste herself that he had left behind on her lips.
“God, baby, you’re killing me here.” He gave her one last kiss.