Deadly Intuition(33)

Grady pulled her to him, wrapping his arms around her waist and deepening the kiss. He flattened his body against hers, grinding so she could feel just how much he wanted this. Thoughts of tomorrow were tossed out of his mind. Thoughts of comfortable underwear were a distant notion. For now, he just wanted to see these underwear – and get them off of her as soon as possible.

Grady pulled away long enough to meet her gaze. “Where is your bedroom?”

Sophie’s breath was ragged. She couldn’t find words, so she pointed to the staircase. Grady gripped her hips and lifted her, letting her wrap her legs around him as he staggered to the steps.

It took some effort, but Grady finally managed to reach the top of the stairs. There were three different doors, but Grady was beyond caring which one was the right one. He pushed the first door open, relief washing over him when he caught sight of a bed.

“This is the guest bedroom,” Sophie rasped.

“It will do.”

Grady moved her to the bed, tipping her over so she was sitting on it. Then he dropped to his knees and pulled her tennis shoes off. He never moved his gaze from hers. He didn’t want to break the spell.

Grady ran his hands up her thighs, feeling them flex beneath his fingers. Sophie rubbed his arms, marveling at the muscles she felt coiling beneath his simple, cotton shirt. Grady reached up, tugging his T-shirt off, leaving his shoulder-length hair scattered in ten different directions.

Once his shirt was off, Sophie couldn’t help but suck in a breath. His skin was smooth, his chest bare. His muscles were well defined, like they were carved out of marble. She ran her hand over his chest, letting her fingers trail down his solid stomach and run over the six defined ridges poking out of his abdomen.

He moved in closer again, pressing his lips against hers. Sophie sighed, tugging him to her and letting her hands wander over his well-muscled back, climbing, until lodging into his hair.

The only sound in the room was their ragged breaths and the occasional moan – although it was impossible to tell which one of them was moaning at any given moment. Grady moved his fingers down to the snap on her jeans. She lifted herself so he could shimmy them down. Once they were off, he sucked in a breath at the sight of her simple, black thong. Fancy underwear. Not comfortable underwear. He was still safe.

Grady slipped off his boots before unbuttoning his own jeans, letting them drop to the floor and then kicking them out of the way as he kept his gaze focused on the panting brunette on the bed. He was wearing black, satin boxer shorts – but he left them on for the time being. If he took them off, he was worried he would lose all control. He wanted this to last.

Grady framed Sophie’s face with his hands, tipping her neck back so he could attack her mouth from a different angle. After a few minutes, he lowered his hands to the hem of her shirt, yanking it over her head with one tug and throwing it to the side.

Her bra was black and lacy, devoid of any padding. She didn’t need it. Her breasts were small – not too small – and they jiggled as he climbed on the mattress next to her. He laid her down, climbing on top of her so he could rub their bodies against one another.

“You’re so beautiful,” he whispered, kissing her again.

Sophie sighed. “You’re not so bad yourself.”

Grady grinned. “I aim to please.”

“I’m still not sure this is a good idea.”

“Then don’t think about it.”

Grady captured her mouth with his, letting his hands roam over her breasts. He found the clasp in the front – thankfully – flipping the plastic button so the fabric could spring open and give him access to what he wanted to see.

Grady pulled the bra from her body, running a trail of small kisses down her neck and finally engulfing her small, pink nipple with his mouth. Sophie tangled her hands into his hair, relishing the soft strands as they brushed against her chest, arching upward and gasping at the tactile sensation.

Grady sucked and licked, grazing his teeth against the tender bud from time to time, all the while running his fingers over her other breast. After a few minutes, he moved his hand down to her panties, slipping it beneath the thin fabric and cupping her mound.

She ground her pelvis against his hand, her skin on fire from his touch. Grady kept his mouth secured onto her nipple as he rubbed her, enjoying the feeling of her wet opening. She wanted him as much as he wanted her.

Grady finally disengaged his mouth, drawing himself up to his knees. He slipped her panties down her thighs, his cock jumping in his boxer shorts when he caught sight of nirvana.

Sophie’s hands were at his waist now, tugging down his boxer shorts. He gave her a hand, kicking them off the bed haphazardly. Now they were both naked, laid bare for each other.