Broken Truths (The Frayed Trilogy 2)

“Because… crazy…” she says on a deep breath when we pull apart.

“I told you I don’t care about the money,” I say, and it’s the truth. She could have bought a fifty-thousand-dollar car, and I wouldn’t have cared.

“I know, but—”

“No buts, Grace,” I say, cutting her off, still holding my gift for her behind my back. “Did you do as I said?” I ask, my voice growing heated.

“You’ll have to find out for yourself,” she says softly, and a breathy rumble leaves my throat.

With my arm still around her waist, I dip my hand into the waistband of her skirt and what I find has my breath rushing out of me. Fucking nothing. “How long have you been walking around without underwear?” I ask on a growl as I slide my hand over her bare pussy.

“They were too wet,” she says on a breathy moan when my fingers graze her clit, and my eyes nearly roll back into my head.Fuck.I knew I should have gotten home earlier.

Sliding my fingers further down, I push a finger into her tight cunt, and she clenches around me as her breathing picks up. I add a second finger and pump them slowly until she’s writhing against me, then I pull them free. She whines at the loss, the sound so sweet I can’t help but take her mouth again.

“That’s for leaving me hanging earlier,” I say against her lips. “And for surprising me withthiswhen we don’t have time.”I lightly slap her pussy, and she jumps at the contact. The sound she makes is something between a squeak and a moan. Something I’m absolutely going to hear again.

“Why don’t we have time?” she asks, her voice still breathy.

“Because I have another surprise,” I say and pull my hand from her skirt, already missing the feel of her slick pussy. I might be punishing her, but as it turns out, I’m also fucking punishing myself as my hard cock presses into her hip.

Letting her go, I step back, and she watches me with curiosity, her eyes still a little wild with lust. After a moment, I bring the hand I had behind my back around and hold out what I’ve been waiting to give her.

Her eyes widen when she sees what I’m holding. “My camera?” she asks, shock evident in her voice. “But—”

“I had it fixed for you. It took longer than I thought, but it should be good as new now.”

“You did that for me?” she asks, her eyes shining, and I nod.

“Go on, take it.” I hold it out closer to her.

She stares at it for a moment longer before reaching out and carefully taking it from my hands. “Thank you,” she whispers, but then a teary laugh leaves her. “You know it would have been cheaper to buy a completely new one.”

“This was your mother’s, wasn’t it?” I ask, and she nods, swiping a hand under her eye. “If you want a new one, I’ll get you one.”

“No. This is perfect,” Grace says before wrapping her arms around me in a tight hold. I let my hands come around her and close my eyes, savouring the feel of her in my arms.

“We’re going to be late,” I say, and she pulls back enough so that I can see her face. Reaching out, I push the hair off her face, and she leans into my touch. My heart aches, but not with sadness. It’s something else.

Something wholesome and pure.

Foreign.

“Where are we going?” she asks.

“You’ll have to wait and see.”

Grace grins and lets go of my waist. My hand falls from her face as she turns around and starts rummaging through one of the many shopping bags before she pulls out a new pair of panties. I lunge forward, stealing them from her grasp.

“Don’t. You. Dare,” I warn, and her mouth drops open. “You wanted to tease me by going bare, well, now you can stay that way until we get home, and I can take my time with you.”