Make You Mine

With a groan, I slide my hands under her shirt, cupping her breasts with my palms, rolling her tight nipples between my fingers. “I’m never leaving you again.”

She starts to laugh. “Are you just saying that because I let you touch my boobs.”

“Yes,” I answer fast, and she pulls back as if she’ll run away. I only laugh and pull her closer. “Touching your beautiful body is a bonus. It’s the icing on the cake.”

She relaxes, cupping my face in her hands and leaning forward to kiss me. Our mouths open, and our tongues curl together, searching, exploring, reuniting.

My dick is an iron rod in my jeans, and my hands slide up her back, pulling her closer. She tugs at the hem of my shirt, and I take a moment to whip it over my head. I pull her shirt over her head, and our bodies slide together her breasts bouncing along the ridges of my chest.

Our mouths reunite, and I stand, lifting her in one fluid movement to carry her to the bed. Tossing her back, I push her thighs apart and bring my face to her beautiful pussy.

“Gray!” She sighs, her hips rocking as I trace my tongue along the path that makes her come.

I find the tight little bud at the top and circle it, sucking gently, before tracing my tongue down and fucking her with it. She moans, and I return to her clit, teasing and tasting, loving her moans, the way she pulls my hair, until I feel her legs begin to quiver.

“Oh… oh…” The sound in her voice tells me she’s right on the edge, and I stand, shoving my jeans down, not even hesitating before I drive my cock balls deep into her throbbing core.

We both cry out. Her hips buck wildly against my cock. “Yes… yes!” I feel her gripping and coming, and I close my eyes, thrusting hard and fast, chasing my own release.

It’s been so long since we were together, it doesn’t take much. I’m holding her body, closing my eyes as the orgasm rockets through my pelvis, pulsing into her. I groan so deeply it makes me cough.

She’s in my arms, and I grip her tightly, wanting to make good on my promise. Never wanting to let her go. Her arms are around me just as tight as we drift down from the clouds.

I lift up, onto my elbow so I can gaze at her beautiful face. Her eyes reflect the same love back at me.

My expression changes, briefly. “I’m sorry about your dad.” I need to say it so she’ll know I’m not holding a grudge.

Her brow furrows, and she shakes her head. “The things he s

aid to you…”

“He was all messed up. He’s been all messed up a long time.”

“I found something I need to show you. I have a couple things to show you, actually.” Her frown melts, and a sly grin is on her lips. “I only have one with me.”

It makes me insanely curious. “What is it?

She struggles to get up, and I reluctantly let her. She hops off the bed, making a pit stop in the bathroom to clean up. Lying on the bed, I put my hands behind my head. I haven’t been careful at all with her, and I confess, part of me dreams of seeing Drew Harris pregnant with my baby.

I can see her cute and round, wearing one of those little dresses she likes, her long blonde hair down her back. Damn, I want that so much.

“You sure are smiling.” She hops on the bed, and I push up to sitting, putting my hand on top of hers and lifting it to my lips.

“Just thinking about the future.”

She digs in her purse then freezes, lifting her gaze to mine. “Funny. That’s related to what I have to show you.”

I look down at her purse then up at her. “Don’t keep me in suspense.”

“You have always been my hero, Grayson Cole. From the time I was a little girl, when you saved me. You dried my tears. You looked out for me.”

Warmth moves through my stomach remembering the times she’s describing. I remember her as a little girl, innocent and playful. She was always a cute little kid.

Then one day, she became a sexy, beautiful woman.

“I only did what you asked me to.” Reaching out, I smooth her long hair away from her cheek. “I could never say no to you.”

“I’m going to ask you to do one more thing.” I’m confused as I watch her pull what looks like a round piece of cardboard out of her bag. “Keep your promise.”