“Joshua Granger?” I ask, my brow furrowing as I remember the guy I had the displeasure of doing business with last year.
“Yeah. You know him?”
“Unfortunately,” I mumble. “The guy is a real womanizing prick. I’m not surprised that he was cheating on his fiancé. Hell, I’m sure that he was cheating on her with someone other than you.”
Gracelyn stares straight ahead at the dark road and I shift in my seat.
“He’s a loser, Gracelyn. You shouldn’t have let anything that he said bother you. You’re so much better than him and if your coworkers couldn’t see that then they must have been blinded by dollar signs. I’m so sorry that you had to go through all of that.”
I pull up in front of my house and shut the car off, turning in my seat to make sure that Gracelyn is alright. She turns her head and looks at me, her eyes seeming to glow in the moonlight.
“I think I love you,” she whispers.
“I know I love you,” I whisper back and she gives me a slow smile.
I climb out of the car and go around to her side, offering my hand to her as she steps out. She slips her hand into mine and it feels like everything in my world clicks into place. This is how things are meant to be.
We head up to the front door and I’m about to unlock it when Gracelyn tugs on my hand. I turn to face her, looking down at her delicate features as she licks her lips and then slowly rises up on her tiptoes.
Her lips connect with mine and I swear if I died right now, I would go happy.
Chapter 11
Gracelyn
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We trip over each other as we fall into the house. I giggle as Dash kicks the door shut and grabs my hand. We hurry up the stairs, laughing and gasping for breath as Dash tugs me into his bedroom and spins around to face me.
“Fuck, Gracelyn. I can’t believe you’re really here. Finally,” he says as his fingers tangle in my hair and he pulls my head back.
My back arches and I moan into the dark room as Dash’s lips land on mine and he starts to kiss me as he walks me backwards to the bed.
Our fingers start to pull at my clothes and soon I’m standing before him in just my bra and panties.
“You’re so… you’re gorgeous,” Dash says as he swallows hard.
I know I’m not the skinniest girl in the world but the way that Dash is staring at me makes me feel like the most beautiful girl in the world. Come to think of it, he always looks at me like I’m the most amazing thing he’s ever seen.
His eyes on me give me the confidence to slip the remaining layers off and stand before him bare. Dash’s mouth drops open as my bra and panties drop to the floor and I sit back on the bed. His fingers keep opening and closing like he wants to grab me but he’s afraid I’ll disappear.
“Come and get me,” I purr as I slide back on the bed and lay down.
Pleasure slides into my belly, sticky and hot and I spread my legs wide, letting Dash look his fill. Dash joins me back on the bed, giving me a quick kiss before his lips and hands start to trail lower.
His hands mold my breasts, plumping them and holding the mounds steady for his mouth to ravish. His tongue laps at my nipples, his fingers clutching the soft globes tighter together as he starts to switch between each tight peak.
He licks and suckles them until I’m drenched. I can’t seem to stop my hips from rocking against the hard ridge in Dash’s pants. I wonder if I’m leaving a wet spot on the front of his jeans. I wonder if he can feel how hot and wet he’s making me.
“Dash, I need you,” I gasp as he nips at my sensitive flesh.
“Anything you want. I’ll give to you,” he murmurs against my skin as he releases my breasts and places one last kiss between them.
Dash stands up, grabbing my legs and dragging me to the edge of the bed. I let out a startled gasp as he lowers to his knees between my spread thighs.
His hand tweaks my nipples before he runs his hands downward until he reaches the damp flesh between my legs. His fingers find my clit, pressing against the sweet nub and rubbing in a slow, firm rhythm.
He leans in, taking one long lick up my center and my legs tense, trying to close around his head as the sensations from his fingers and mouth send fireworks throughout my body.
His touch wrecks me. One glide of his fingertips and I’m like putty in his hands. His thumb takes up the place of his fingers as his index finger starts to work its way inside of me. His tongue takes up residence on my clit, sucking the tiny bundle of nerves into his mouth.
I can feel my peak rising to meet me and I dig my hands into the sheets beneath me, twisting the fabric between my fingers as I start to come. Dash’s tongue dips lower as he licks up all of my come.
He continues to work me over until I’m a sweaty, wet mass of feeling. Until it feels like I’ll die if I don’t have him inside of me in the next second.
Dash rises to his feet by the side of the bed and tugs his shirt over his head. My eyes scan down his chest, lingering on his biceps. His fingers linger on the button of his jeans and I hold my breath as he slowly unbuttons and unzips his pants.
He pushes them down and his long, hard cock springs free. I suck in a breath, my eyes widening as I take in the sight of him. His dick juts out from a thatch of dark brown hair and reaches almost to his belly button. For a brief second, I wonder how I’m ever going to be able to fit all of him inside of me.
Dash shucks off his jeans and socks and crawls onto the bed. I move back to the center of the bed, making room for him as he comes down over me.
Dash braces himself over me on the mattress, his fingers spreading wide as he starts to pound into me. I arch my back, trying to take him deeper into my body. My arms tremble and I bend forward slightly, trying to take him into my body deeper.
I moan up to the ceiling, my eyes falling closed as he fucks me harder. His mouth molds to mine and I gasp into his mouth as his cock slides over a sensitive spot deep inside of me. Dash nips my bottom lip, soothing it with his tongue as he continues to angle his hips to hit that secret spot.
“Fuck,” I shout as my pussy clamps down around his length and I start to come.
“That’s it, baby. Come all over my cock. I want your juices coating me.”
His dirty words only serve to drive me higher and higher. My orgasm hits like a crescendo, starting in my core and then echoing out to each part of my body. My orgasm seems to trigger Dash’s and a second later I feel him tense above me.
“Fuck! Fuck, Gracelyn. You’re so goddamn tight,” Dash hisses and I can only moan at his words as I feel him start to swell and come inside me.
His eyes go hazy and then blank as his release hits. His warm come splashes against my walls and it feels like he sinks deeper inside of me somehow. His body shakes on top of mine from the force of his orgasm and I feel him bury his face in my neck as he tries to catch his breath.
“That was-”
“Mind blowing,” he finishes and I smile into the dark room.
Chapter 12
Dash
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I’m finally getting that intimate Thanksgiving dinner that I hired Gracelyn for. She insisted on doing it since she had ordered some of the things already. I didn’t care as long as it made her happy and kept her close to me.