Reaper's Wrath - Jamie Begley Page 0,153

sheet that was to his left.

“Yes,” he answered hoarsely. “Why do you do that?”

“Do what?” she asked innocently.

“Get me to notice stupid shit.”

“I don’t think it’s stupid. I picked them out because I like this shade of blue.”

“I like it, but not enough to talk about it when we’re making out.” Curling his hand around the back of her neck, he pulled her back to his chest.

“Are we making out?” she teased, keeping her hands to her sides.

“I’m trying to, if you’d quit talking about the color of sheets and hold me back.”

“I have a friend who has panic attacks. Sometimes it helps to give her something to concentrate on besides her breathing. I really don’t care about the sheets, either,” she whispered. “And I’m not holding you back, because I don’t want to ruin the moment with you getting sick.”

“I don’t have panic attacks,” he denied.

“Okay … but you kind of do.”

“I don’t.” Reaper lowered his head to nuzzle her neck with his lips. “And the only thing you’re making me is horny.”

The shocked expression on her face had him laughing against her skin.

“Hasn’t anyone talked dirty to you before?”

“Not within my hearing.”

He laughed at her prim tone.

Searching the contours of her neck until he reached her ear, Reaper used his tongue to flick her earlobe. Growling when she started shivering, he pulled her harder against his body. Twisting his face to the side, he found her lips again, driving his tongue inside as he moved his hand to the back of her neck, holding her in place for his hungry mouth.

“Gavin …,” she gasped.

A spring breeze sent the sheets billowing around them as their passion rose higher. Sensations of heat and desire, which he thought never to experience again, had him shaking as much as she was shivering.

Looking over her shoulder, he saw the clips holding the sheet in place. Using the hand on Ginny’s neck, he reached out to press the clips, releasing the blue one behind her.

“The day of T.A’s wedding, I wouldn’t have been there if Shade hadn’t called me for a ride,” he murmured against her lips. “I was ready to leave without his ass, then I heard you sing.”

Purposely, he wrapped his arm around Ginny’s waist to lift her higher before laying her gently down on the sheet.

“This is what I should have done when I saw you.” Pressing his mouth against hers, Reaper kissed Ginny softly, as if it were their first kiss. Swirling tongues had them sinking deeper into the daydream he was deliberately creating. With hands on her waist, he bunched up her thin top to her ribcage, as his thumbs sought out the sensitive points that had her arching into his hardening cock.

Gasping at the sensation, memories he didn’t want came crashing back, destroying the special moment he wanted for her. Sitting up, his hands unconsciously went to his head. He wanted to crush the thoughts out of his mind.

“Gavin … Gavin ….”

Reaper dropped his hands to look over his shoulder at her. “I want to … but I can’t ….” Taking a steadying breath as he looked down into her eyes, courage tried to come to his rescue, willing him to do something that he had never done before. “I’m not a man anymore … I can’t … I was ….”

“Gavin … you’re more of a man than any I’ve ever met. Would it work if I did this?” Ginny smoothed the sheet down so she could lay on it. “And did this?” Ginny placed her hands to her sides. “I’ll only touch you if you want me to … where you want me to. For however long you want me to. My brother’s won’t be back until late tonight.”

The seductive offer had desire returning.

Shifting on his hip so he wasn’t weighing her down, he returned his hand to her exposed belly.

“Take off your top,” he ordered thickly.

Ginny sat up to remove her top, then resumed her position on the sheet.

“I like this … a lot.”

Ginny laughed up at him. “Of course you do; you’re domineering as heck.”

“I am not.”

She rolled her eyes at him. “Okaay,” she smarted off.

“Take off your pants.”

“Okay.” Ginny unbuttoned her jeans, wiggling out of them, then tossing them to the side after she removed her sandals. Once she was lying down again, she had to smother a giggle.

“What’s so funny?” What in the fuck was she finding funny about him trying to make love to her? Because he wasn’t a real man ….

“You

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