Shocking Sapphires - Ann Omasta Page 0,40
you still… Do your parts… umm…”
It was remarkably fun watching her stammer as she tried to find the right words, but eventually I decided to put her out of her misery. Quirking a brow and grinning at her, I asked, “Ms. Malone, are you trying to ask me if I can still have sex?”
She buried her face in her hands. “Yes, I’m sorry. I know it’s none of my business.”
“It’s no one’s business, but yours,” I assured her, which caused her to raise her gorgeous face back up to look at me.
After a long moment gazing at each other, I suggested in a husky voice, “You can come over here and feel for yourself, if you’d like.”
She didn’t even hesitate for a moment. In a fraction of an instant, she was sitting on my lap.
The discreet waiter came out to clear our dessert plates, but immediately turned back around to give us some much-needed privacy.
My lips found Molly’s, and it was like coming home. Kissing had never been so important or filled with emotion as it was with her. Our tongues slid together, in perfect tandem.
Pulling back for a moment, I said, “I’m sorry we’ve done everything backwards.”
At her confused look, I added, “I fell in love with you long before we even had our first date.”
“Oh, Grant,” she murmured, “I love you, too. So much.”
She crushed her lips to mine, and I reached up to cup her breast in my palm. I was worse than a horny teenager, feeling her up outside of her shirt, but I was nervous about doing anything further out on the patio.
When she pulled back, panting, I said, “We need to go inside or there will be pictures of us in all of the gossip magazines.”
Nodding, she reluctantly stood up. Her eyes were immediately drawn down to the tent in my pants where my cock was straining to be released.
“Mm…” The sexy sound came from deep in her throat and made me fear I might come just from the lustful look she was giving me.
Bringing her gaze up to meet mine, she said, “It looks like everything is in perfect working order, but let’s go make sure.”
After that, she turned and sauntered into the bed and breakfast. The sway of her hips had that little red dress swinging back and forth. Nothing on earth could have kept me from following the impossibly hot woman of my dreams inside.
33
Molly
I was trying to act sexy and confident, but I was truly scared half to death. My heart was beating so fast, I thought it might pound right out of my chest. I loved Grant and wanted to take this step with him, but I needed to be completely honest with him first. It wasn’t fair to keep the truth from him.
Once we were locked inside his suite, I said, “There’s something I have to tell you.”
“Uh oh, that doesn’t sound good. Look, if you want to back out, I understand. I probably wouldn’t be comfortable being intimate with someone like me, either, if I still had two working legs.”
His voice sounded so dejected, it nearly broke my heart. Hoping to ease his concerns that this had anything to do with him, I said, “No, it’s not you.”
“Oh, the old ‘it’s not you, it’s me’ line. That’s a classic. It’s probably best if you just go. I get it, and I’m not angry, but I need to be alone right now.”
When he used a hand to usher me toward the door, I said, “Wait. You don’t understand. I want to be with you… so much. It’s just that I’ve never done this before.”
At his confused look, I added, “With anyone.”
“How is that possible? Are all of the men in this entire damn town blind and dumb?”
“No,” I answered quietly, “But no one ever chooses me. I’ve dated a few men here and there, but nothing serious. The only man I ever really cared about, other than you, was Dean. He and I dated for a short while, but deep down I knew, even then, that his heart belonged to Josie.”
“His loss is my gain,” Grant said, before adding, “You are the most amazing, beautiful, smart, sensitive, loving, funny, and spirited woman I’ve ever met. I know I’m not the catch I once was, but I choose you, Molly. Out of all the women in the world, I choose you, and I would have chosen you even when my legs still worked. You are the one for me.”
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