Sweet Harmony (Harmony Falls #1) - Elizabeth Kelly Page 0,107

“Oh, for God’s sake. I was taking off my bra.”

“What?”

“My bra.” He was still holding her arms on the top of her car, so she thrust her chin in the direction of her back seat. “My bra’s in the back seat. I was taking it off while I was driving and that’s why I weaved, okay?”

“Keep your hands on top of the car,” he said. He released her hands and shone his flashlight in the back window. Her bra was lying on the seat and her cheeks burned as Gideon studied it briefly before flicking off the light.

“Happy?” she said. “It was just a bit of distracted driving. If you don’t mind, I – oh God! Gideon wh-what is that?”

* * *

The moment he saw the lacy pink bra in the back seat, all of the blood drained from Gideon’s head to his dick. It went from half-hard to fully erect in less than five seconds. Grace wasn’t wearing a bra. She was wearing a thin little dress and no bra. If he wanted to, he could tug down that dress and lick and suck on her nipples. He’d finally know what colour they were, finally know how they’d taste, and how she would sound when he sucked on them.

Grace was speaking to him, but it was lost in the haze of lust that had descended over him. The sensible part of his brain was screaming at him, but it was muffled and barely louder than a whisper. He stepped closer and let his erection press against Grace’s lovely ass.

“Oh God!” she said. “Gideon, wh-what is that?”

He stepped back. This was madness. He needed to tell her to get into her car and drive home. He opened his mouth and said, “Spread your legs.”

She stared over the top of her car as her fingers curled into tight fists. “Why?”

“You assaulted a police officer. I need to check you for weapons.” He pressed his cock against her ass again. His pulse pounded when her back arched just the tiniest amount at the contact. He stared at her upper back and shoulders. The thin straps of her dress were flush against her skin and he pictured sliding them down her arms. He placed his hands on her wrists and lowered his mouth to her ear.

“Spread your legs for me, Gracie,” he said in a low voice.

She moaned and spread her legs. He stepped between them and rested his dick against her ass. She moaned again and he nearly came in his fucking pants when she ground her ass against him.

“Don’t move,” he said harshly.

She stiffened, and he slowly slid his hands up her forearms to her upper arms. Her skin was satin soft, and he breathed in her delicious scent as he gently patted her upper arms.

“Gideon,” she whispered. “What are you doing?”

“Checking you for weapons,” he said.

He curved his hands around her shoulders and stroked her upper chest. She twitched when he ran his fingers over her collarbone.

“Stay still, Princess,” he said.

She shivered all over when he said her nickname and he ran his hands down her back to the generous curve of her waist. He cupped her waist and squeezed lightly before moving his hands to her stomach. He felt her suck it in as he stroked her round belly and he frowned before tracing his finger around the dent of her belly button.

“That tickles,” she said.

He moved his hands to her hips and cupped them. She inhaled sharply. “Gideon!”

“You’re not carrying anything that’s going to hurt me, are you, Princess? Nothing concealed that will poke or stick me?”

“Where would I have it concealed?” she said.

He bit back his laughter as she said, “You’re one to talk about poking. I know that’s not your damn gun digging into my – oh my God!”

He had crouched behind her and his hands were sliding up her calves. She started to close her legs and he slapped her right calf lightly. “Keep them open, Princess.”

She stopped moving and he murmured, “good girl” under his breath. Her delightful ass was right in his face and it was taking all of his willpower not to bite one plump cheek. Instead he slid his hands up both her calves to her knees.

“Gideon?” Her usual self-confidence had disappeared, and she sounded nervous and unsure.

“Stay still, Gracie,” he said.

She trembled as he ran his hands up the outside of her thighs under her dress. He moved his hands to the back of her thighs just below the swell