Chaos & the Geek (Grace Grayson Security #1) - Elizabeth Stevens Page 0,68
drew back only far enough to look at her, planting my hands to either side of her. “I couldn’t promise you anything before, Amber. And I don’t know how much you want me to promise you now. But I want to make a proper go of this. I don’t want to miss out on what could be the best thing in my life because I was too afraid of the future.”
“I thought Pat was the best thing in your life?” she teased.
“Maybe it’s my destiny to love all Graces,” I replied as I searched her eyes.
“You love me?”
I smiled at her. “I don’t know yet, but I’d like to find out.”
She wrapped her arms around my neck and her leg around my hip, using them to pull me closer to her. “So would I, but what about my brother?”
“I don’t know about that either.”
“Hm. I get that.”
Thank fuck. “You do?”
She nodded slowly. “I don’t really want to be the one to tell him you scored his little sister’s virginity, do you?”
I wrinkled my nose in thought. “Especially not when you put it that way.”
“So, I’m proposing–”
“Already?” I teased and she grinned widely.
“Funny. No. I propose we wait a bit.”
“Wait?”
“Yes.” She nodded. “He’s not going to be the only one with questions.”
“So, maybe we wait until we have answers to those questions?” I finished and she nodded.
“Not long, just…?”
“Give it a week?” I suggested.
“A week. Sounds good.”
“A lot can happen in a week,” I told her as I wound my arms around her.
“Is that so?” she laughed.
I nodded. “It is.”
“Like what?”
“How many orgasms do you think I could give you in that time?” I asked.
Her laugh was pure and happy and lit me up inside. “Um. I couldn’t even begin to guess. I don’t know that you have to give me any.”
I shrugged. “Well, of course. I don’t have to do anything. But I’d quite like to make up for lost time.”
“Lost time?”
“Yep.”
She bit her lip like she wasn’t sure about voicing her next thought.
“Tell me everything,” I begged.
“What if I just want to feel you?” she asked, a slight flush creeping up her cheeks.
I nuzzled into her. “You want to feel me?”
She nodded as her arms tightened around me. “I want to feel you. Right here is fine.”
I felt a smirk break unbidden. “You asking me to fuck you on the kitchen bench, darlin’?”
She laughed as she pressed her face to my shoulder. “Sure. I’m asking you to fuck me on the kitchen bench, Christopher.”
I leant back and made her look at me. My eyebrow quirked and I couldn’t have wiped the half-smirk off my face if I’d wanted. “You want it? Because I’m more than happy to oblige.”
She drew me back to her, one hand trailing down my chest. Every nerve came alive and fucking sang for her. Her lips brushed against mine as she said, “I want it.”
“Fuck,” I moaned. “Your wish is my command.”
She kissed me hard and her hands dropped to my waistband. I took hold of her wrists.
“Uh-uh,” I said against her lips. “You were in charge last time. My turn.”
Exaggeratedly slowly, she raised her hands above her head, a cheeky humour in her eyes. “Have at it.”
This woman was going to be the fucking death of me. And I was going to enjoy every single second I had with her first.
I kissed her hungrily. I kissed her like I was never going to get enough of her. And she gave back as good as she got. She wasn’t shy. She wasn’t submissive. She knew what she wanted and it was hot.
My hand skimmed up her leg and I realised she was only wearing that oversized jumper. My fingers trailed up further to her hip and I discovered that was really all she was wearing. I felt myself smile against her as I slowly dragged her jumper out from under her arse.
“Not an accident, then?”
“You complaining?”
I shook my head. “Fuck, no.”
I brought her closer to the edge of the bench and pressed against her. Her eyes closed and she licked her lip before wrapping her body around mine and kissing me
“Wait. Wait. Wait,” I muttered, sliding out of her grasp.
“What?” she asked, confusion and hurt marring her features.
“Condom,” I told her, pressed a kiss to her lips, then ran to my room.
When I got back, I didn’t go back around into the kitchen. I reached for Amber’s arm and pulled her across the bench to me. She yelped and laughed as I wrapped her body