So Sensitive (Hard to Get 1)

Al her concentration was on Wade, his powerful body beneath her, surrounding her. His hot breath against her neck sent a shiver down her spine. She could smel the potent mixture of his aftershave and his desire.

Wade cupped her chin and brought her head back until he was staring directly into her half-closed eyes. “Is this my pussy, Gracie?” He skimmed his thumb over her clitoris. “I want to own it. I want to hear you say it belongs to me, only me.”

She wanted to speak, needed to answer him, but his touch was electric. Only Wade had the power to make her burn so completely.

Three fingers thrust between the swol en folds of her pussy, and she lost control. She pushed into his hand, seeking more, needing everything.

“Mmm, you’re so pretty like this, baby. Excited and hungry to be fucked. Later, I’m going to show you what it’s like to have this little ass fil ed with my cock. For now, I want you coming for me. I want your cream soaking my fingers.”

Gracie clutched onto his arm, her fingers digging into his flesh. “Please, faster, Wade.” The carnal images his words evoked ripped through her mind like some forbidden film. She ached for everything he had to give.

“Like this?” His strokes increased, driving al rational thought from her mind.

“Yes!”

His smile fluttered against her cheek. She felt his male triumph. He knew she was helpless with him. It grated on her, but she couldn’t think why. Al she real y cared about was the feel of Wade’s long, thick fingers fil ing her. His thumb flicking her clit, and the hand tugging at the ring in her nipple. He was everywhere at once, driving out everything except the way he made her body hum with pleasure. Intense, hot, eager. It’d never been that way for her before. Not with any other man. With Wade, a mere touch sent her b

lood pressure into the danger zone.

A few more pumping strokes and she was there, soaring into the air. Wade covered her mouth with his and drank in her moans of pleasure.

Only after the last little quiver died away did Wade release her mouth and pul his fingers free. He brought the wet digits to his lips and licked Only after the last little quiver died away did Wade release her mouth and pul his fingers free. He brought the wet digits to his lips and licked each one clean. His dark smile promised things. Wild, taboo things.

“You taste like warm, sweet cream.”

She blushed. “Um, thanks, I guess.”

“Hmm.” He dipped his head and kissed her, a tender peck, nothing more. When he lifted his head the intensity in his gaze had changed. The smoldering passion was stil there, as was the hard-on prodding her butt cheeks, but there seemed to be satisfaction there as wel . Strange, considering he hadn’t gotten to come. “I could take the edge off for you, too. If you want.”

He shook his head and started rubbing her lower back. The soothing motion had Gracie cuddling closer. “Jonas wil be here any minute.

Besides, when I get naked I’m going to want more than a few quick minutes in the kitchen.”

“Oh.” She didn’t know what else to say, so she didn’t say anything.

“Anyway, I want to read your blog.”

Where had that come from? She could barely breathe, her body was stil vibrating, and he wanted to read her rambling posts? “How can you even think of that right now?”

“I’m always thinking of your stalker, Gracie. I won’t stop until we catch the bastard.”

His conviction made her feel protected. “You cursed.”

“You can spank me later.”

“I—” She didn’t get to finish what she was going to say because her cel phone started tinkling. She sat up and reached for her purse. She pul ed the phone out of a side pocket and checked cal er ID. “Crap.”

Wade stiffened, his arm tightening around her middle. “Who is it?”

“My father.” The satisfying aftereffects of her orgasm vanished.

“What does he want?”

“God only knows.”

Gracie flipped her phone open. “Hi, Dad.” She tried to sound chipper, but the instant she heard the slurring words on the other end her heart sank. Her father was drunk. “Slow down; I can’t understand you.” His next words were crystal clear. Gracie froze.

Wade’s arms tightened around her. “Baby, what is it?”