Page 62 of Silver Spoon Falls, Vol. I
FORTY-FOUR
MORGAN
Watching his pupils dilate as his breathing accelerates causes my blood to overheat. It might’ve been a little forward of me, but I couldn’t resist getting a little handsy with his hot body when I searched for the envelope. My bad. Now, I’m ready to get a good look at the rest of him.
When he takes my hand and leads me toward the back of the plane, I feel like we’re moving in slow motion. I rethink my decision to make a move on him several times, but there’s no way I’m changing my mind.
Over the last few days, the incredibly sweet, hot bodyguard has managed to worm his way into my heart.
I feel like I’m living in one of the romance stories I love so much.
He stops in the small doorway and signals for me to precede him into the bedroom.
As I slip past, he smacks my rear end and growls, “I’ve been dying to get my hands on your luscious ass. ”
I glance back over my shoulder and wink. “Hopefully, you plan to do more than give me a little tap.”
“Oh, bookworm, I plan to spend the next several hours exploring every single inch of your gorgeous body.” He pulls me into his arms and covers my lips with his.
I shock both of us when I wiggle my hand between our bodies and stroke the hardness protruding from his black dress pants. Calling on every ounce of bravery I possess, I lower the zipper and slip my hand inside.
“If you keep that up, I’m going to lose my fucking mind. Your touch is heaven.”
Feminine power roars through my blood as a tremor runs through his large frame.
I wrap my hand around his erection and give him a little squeeze. He covers my hand with his and shows me how he wants me to touch him while his lips cover mine for a rough kiss.
When he pulls back and moves out of my reach, I glance up into his passion-filled eyes and frown. “Why are you stopping?”
“Oh, bookworm, I’m not stopping. I’m just changing gears.”
He lifts me into his arms and kisses me again before laying me back on the bed.
He steps back and winks at me. “I owe you a private strip show.” Grizz reaches for a button on the wall, and music fills the room around us.
My eyes follow his every movement as he sways his hips to the music.
When he unbuttons his gray dress shirt and lets it fall to the floor, I get my first look at his muscular chest and washboard abs.
And what a gorgeous chest it is. I could stare at his hotness all night long if my naughty side wasn’t ready to jump his bones.
Grizz reaches down and unbuttons his pants, pushing them down his hips and over his tree trunk-sized legs, and my thoughts scatter. Holy wow. He’s something. I’m a whole lot intimidated by his hard shaft.
“I don’t have any experience with one of those. I mean, except what I’ve read about, and I’m pretty sure that one is way more impressive than most.” God, I sound like an idiot.
He throws back his head and laughs. “I like to think it’s the most impressive one on earth.” Then his expression turns serious as he warns me, “Once I make you mine, this is a done deal.” He points down at his stiff erection. “This will be the only and last one you ever experience.”
“I can live with that.” I’d agree to anything at this point, plus a lifetime of experiencing his special form of magic sounds like heaven.
As I continue to stare at him, Grizz strokes his erection, and the sight of the fluid dripping from the dark purple head holds my attention. Time stands still while I watch him pleasure himself, wishing it was my hand wrapped around his erection.
“As much as I’m enjoying this private show, can you please get a move on?” I blurt out and feel a blush move up my neck and across my face. I’m not sure where my sudden burst of assertiveness is coming from, but I’m liking it.
“Don’t rush me.” He continues his slow dance. If I weren’t already completely under his spell, this hot strip dance would definitely push me over the edge.
Biting my lip, I decide two can play this game. I stare into his dark eyes and begin to undress. The vein in the side of this throat pounds as he watches my little show. His hand picks up speed while I slowly slip out of the last of my librarian uniform.
“Fuck, you’re spectacular, bookworm,” he groans and steps next to the bed. “And all goddamn mine.”
“Caveman.” The nickname definitely fits him. I lean back on my elbows and watch as he crawls over me.
“That’s right. I’m your caveman.” My elbows give out, and I drop back onto the soft bedding as he kisses me. Actually, his lips devour mine. The plane bumps around, but I barely notice the turbulence.
I hold on tight while he blows my mind. When he starts to kiss his way down my chest, I lay back and let him have his way.
He pauses and places a soft kiss on one nipple while gently tugging on the other one. I arch my back and cry out when he sucks one nipple into his mouth.
“Tell me what you want,” he growls against my sensitive skin.
“More of what you’re doing.” Seems like an appropriate response.
“More of this?” he asks and runs his tongue around my belly button.
“Just more.” My blown mind can’t articulate my desires.
“Let’s try this.” He places a soft kiss at the crease of my thigh before spreading my legs. He places light kisses all around where I really want him to kiss.
“Try faster.” I’m about to start begging.
Grizz runs his tongue around the outside of my opening, torturing me.
“Are you purposely trying to drive me insane?” I grumble as he closes his lips over my clit.
Now we’re talking. My eyes cross and roll back in my head as electricity shoots down my spine and my toes curl from the pleasure coursing through me.
“I just want to make sure you’re ready for me, bookworm.”
“I’m so far beyond ready,” I assure him before whimpering as he slides one huge freaking finger just inside my opening.
“I think we have a little more to go before you’re ready to take me. And I’d cut off my own dick before I ever hurt you.”
Waiting is freaking killing me, but I trust Grizz.
He rubs my clit and slowly presses his finger a little deeper before pulling back.
I lift my hips to meet his slow strokes.
Before I know it, he’s pressing two fingers into my tight opening.
When he scissors them open, my inner muscles protest and I wince from the tiny sting.
My caveman distracts me from the pain by sucking on my clit.
My thoughts ricochet through my mind as pleasure overwhelms me. “Fuck. I can’t wait another minute,” he growls against my clit before climbing back up my body. He leaves little kisses and nips along the way, ensuring my pulse rate never slows.
He runs his tongue up the side of my neck, causing goosebumps to erupt all over my body. His hard shaft rubs against my inner thigh, reminding me of what’s coming.
When he places his erection at my opening, I dig my nails into his shoulders. He slowly presses deep with one thrust while I hold my breath, bracing for the pain.
To my surprise, there’s only a tiny sting, which is replaced with indescribable pleasure as he circles his hips and picks up speed.
He kisses me and his tongue explores my mouth while I hold on for the wild ride. He reaches between us to rub slow circles around my clit, and I start lifting my hips to meet his thrusts.
I wrap my leg around his hips, causing his hardness to slide even deeper with his next thrust, and that’s all it takes for me to come. Hard. In fact, I’m pretty sure I pass out for a few seconds. When he drops to the bed next to me and pulls me into his arms, my eyes blink open.
“Wow,” I manage to mumble past my dry lips. “I’m surprised the plane was able to fly through the storm we created.”
“We landed about an hour ago.” His masculine lips turn up into a smile as his adorable dimple appears.
“Oh. I guess I was too busy to realize it.” Talk about being distracted.
“We still have time to make it to the play.” Grizz runs his hands through my tangled hair, reminding me I probably look like a woman who’s been getting lucky. “Or we could go straight to the hotel and continue.”
“I’ll go with option number two.” It isn’t even a hard choice.
Grizz really pulled out all the stops. We don’t even stop at the reception desk in the fancy hotel. Instead, he leads me straight to the elevator. “Don’t we have to check in?”
“It’s already been taken care of.” My caveman pulls me close as the elevator doors shut.
Since we’re all alone, I run my hand down the front of his shirt and notice he missed a button.
Oops. “Now, be a good little bookworm. I’d hate to give the security guards watching on that camera,” he points at the little triangle in the corner of the elevator, “an X-rated show.”
“I’ll try but I can’t promise anything.” What can I say? I’m already addicted to him.
When we step into the large suite, my phone vibrates in my purse, reminding me that I've gotten three messages from Miles.
I pull it out and read the latest.
Miles
I’m calling the police if you don’t answer me.
Me
Stop being so melodramatic and let me enjoy my night.
Miles
Enjoy it doing what?
I refuse to let my overprotective brother interrupt my weekend. I glance over and see Grizz reaching for his phone, too. I might just kill my brother.
Miles
Doing what?
Miles
Hello
Miles:
I called Dillon and he’s going to get in touch with Grizz.
Me
Overreact much? I’m on a date with Grizz. It’s going great. Take a chill pill.
Miles
ARE YOU IN MEMPHIS WITH HIM? WE ARE GOING TO HAVE A LONG TALK WHEN YOU GET HOME, YOUNG LADY.
Miles
I’m kicking his ass and sending you to live in a convent.
Me
That old argument doesn’t scare me. Why can’t you find a girlfriend to worry about?
Miles
Changing the subject won’t work.
“Your brother is blowing up phones all over Silver Spoon Falls.” He wraps his arms around my waist from behind.
“I’m so sorry.” I sigh and lean back against his warm, muscular body. “He’s a smidge overprotective.”
“I plan to have a nice long talk with him when we get back to Silver Spoon Falls.” My heart squeezes a little at the thought of the two most important men in my life not getting along. “Don’t worry, bookworm. I’ll iron everything out with your brother.” It’s like my caveman reads my mind.
“Thank you.” I glance over my shoulder and smile up at him.
“Little bookworm, I plan to spend the rest of my life making you happy. I’ll do whatever it takes to win over your brother.”