Charlie Sierra Tango by Grace Kendall

Author:Grace, Kendall [Grace, Kendall]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: Grace Bradley Editing, LLC
Published: 2015-11-10T00:00:00+00:00

Say yes? She was already halfway there and he hadn’t put a finger on her yet. Not truly. And she sure as hell had said yes with gusto last night. What had changed in Lawson that he had gotten all respectful and shit all of a sudden? She drew back to look in his eyes. They were the stormiest blue she’d ever seen, but held traces of doubt. This man never doubted a thing in his life, as far as she knew. He never doubted what he felt about her. That was always abundantly clear.

She shook her head gently and started to extricate herself from his embrace. His grip tightened immediately.

“But you hate me, Lawson—”

“I never said I hated you,” he protested.

She slammed her eyes shut. “Semantics. You don’t like me very much. Like, not much at all. And last night must have been some sort of desperate attempt to just forget the current situation.” She opened her eyes to find his brow furrowed. “I’m not so stupid as to believe it meant a damn thing to you.”

“But what about you?”

Not something she’d expected to hear. A denial to lead to sex, yes. But an inquiry into what she was thinking? Not in a million years. And letting Lawson know his touch had affected her was not something she could share. Not something she would share. If she had a chance in hell of figuring things out and saving her father’s company, she had to be smart. Stirring the pot with personal crap wouldn’t help matters.

He stroked his hands down her back and cupped the globes of her ass. Good God. Well…she had to be smart about the truth. She would allow herself to be well and truly reckless with his body. He was offering it up like a goddamn buffet, so who was she to decline such an offer?

“Me? I want you.”

Before she knew his intentions, he had her beneath him, all manner of shells and God knows what else digging into her skin. As if she could give a fuck when he pushed the t-shirt over her head and off and started a wet, heated path to the edge of her thong. He grabbed the elastic with his teeth and pulled it down, down, down until her mound was exposed. She lifted her hips and he hooked the panties with a finger before flinging them away.

And then, God bless him, his mouth was on her. He made long, firm strokes with his tongue from pussy to clitoris, always stopping on the engorged nub to suckle until she thought she might pass out.

She grabbed fistfuls of sand and threw it, writhing and carrying on in a manner that should have embarrassed her. A lot. Especially since this was Lawson Manning. But she couldn’t find the resolve to not let him know just how hot he was making her, and just how desperate she was for his cock.

“Fuck me, Lawson. Now. Right goddamn now.”

He laughed against her pussy and the vibrations made her growl in frustration.

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