She closed her eyes and allowed the waves of need and desire to rush through her as she repositioned herself so she was straddling his lap. Graham’s hands slid around her waist and up under her shirt, his fingers digging into the flesh of her lower back. Her lips left his and she began to run a string of butterfly kisses along his jaw and to his neck, as her hands began to explore the hard lines of his chest beneath his uniform shirt.
Frustrated and needing to feel his warm flesh without the restriction of clothing, she pulled back, her eyes locking with his, and began to unbutton his shirt. To her surprise she found her hands shaking slightly, her fingers fumbling with the buttons. It was partially nerves, part anticipation and his growing erection beneath her was – distracting.
She sighed loudly as she finally finished with the final button and pushed the shirt off of his broad shoulders. Grabbing the bottom of his white t-shirt she tugged it up. Releasing her, he lifted his arms and allowed her to pull the garment up and off.
Sitting back onto his lap her eyes scanned every inch of exposed body, beginning at his shoulders and slowly moving downward. Her eyes landed upon two more scars, on his left side, just below his ribs. She traced the scars as he watched her intently.
“What happened?” She lifted her gaze to his jaw and traced the scar there with her index finger. “What are these from?”
He smiled. “A rookie mistake.”
She frowned. “I think I’m going to need more information.”
“I was attempting to arrest someone, a heroin addict, the first week I was on the force. I didn’t pat him down well enough. He still had a knife and when I let my guard down he pulled out the knife and lunged at me. Got my jaw first and then took a couple jabs at my side. Luckily he didn’t hit anything critical with the blade, but it certainly knocked me down a notch. I’d graduated top of the class at the academy so I guess I figured I was hot shit – invincible. Dane and I went to the academy together and I was a big braggart about graduating ahead of him. a few days in the hospital and banished to traffic duty for several months made me learn my lesson.”
“That’s horrible.” It occurred to her just how dangerous his job could get. If the guy had gotten Graham in a different area, severed an artery, she wouldn’t be sitting there straddling his lap planning on exploring every inch of his body.
“It’s all in a day’s work. And I’ve gotten more cautious. Lesson learned.” Seeing the worry in her expression he pulled her to him and brushed his lips across her temple. “You don’t have to worry. Okay?”
Wrapping her arms around his neck, she held tight to him, burying her face into the side of his neck. “All right.” Her thoughts about his job were pushed to the back of her mind as the feel and smell of him reminded her of why she was currently straddling him and that she desperately wanted to see him without the remainder of his clothing.
Vegas had been such a surreal experience that she hadn’t really had the chance to savour being with him. But tonight would be different.
She pulled back and kissed him, her hands moving to the waistband of his pants and she wiggled on his lap, riling up his thickening shaft. He groaned against her lips as she nipped at his lower lip, but his hands circled her wrists, stopping her from undoing his pants.
Confused, she pulled back. “What’s wrong?”
He released her wrists, brought his left hand up to her face and tapped the face of his Swiss Army watch. “It’s past midnight and I volunteered to take on an extra shift tomorrow morning.
Gotta be to work for 5am.”
She frowned. “Oh, I’m sorry. I’ll go. I didn’t realize.” Lowering her eyes from his, she attempted to wiggle from his lap, but he grabbed her waist and kept her secure on him.
“Hey, hey, hey. Where do you think you’re going? I’m not letting you run away from me again.”
“But… you gotta…” She looked toward the staircase that she assumed led to the bedrooms.
“So I was going to let you get some sleep. I never considered the time. I’m sorry.”
“Hell no. You’re not going anywhere tonight.”
“But... but, you said you have to go to bed.”
He grinned and stood, keeping her tight in his arms. Laughing, Genevieve wrapped her legs around his waist and held tight to him.
She raised a brow at him, continuing to grin. “So we’re having a slumber party?”
“Hmmm. Yeah. Something like that.” He carried her through the living room and up the stairs, shutting off the lights as he ascended.
“You know I can walk up the stairs on my own, right?”
“I know.” He lowered his mouth to her neck and bit lightly, sending a spike of desire through her. “Maybe I prefer it this way.”
Chapter 11
~ Graham ~
“It’s kinda big,” Genevieve called out from the bathroom next to the bedroom where she was changing into one of his t-shirts.
In just his boxer briefs Graham flopped himself onto the bed above the covers and laced his fingers behind his head, his eyes glued to the entrance of the bedroom, waiting for her to appear.
“You can always come to bed naked. I’ve seen you naked before, you realize that, right?” He was actually glad she’d asked for a shirt to change into; he suspected if she were naked next to him there wouldn’t be much sleeping tonight. As it was he was sporting a semi-erection just thinking about her lying next to him.
“It’ll do.” She appeared in the doorway.
His erection went from semi-hard to full mast at the sight of her barefoot and wearing his grey NYPD t-shirt. She looked both adorable and sexy. It did indeed hang off of her and fell to mid-thigh.
She paused at the doorway, her face turning slightly pink. It amused him that the same woman who’d spent a night sandwiched between him and his brother would get a bout of shyness standing in his doorway with a t-shirt on.
“You can come in you know,” he teased. He pulled open the blankets beside him and patted the vacant space. “Come on. I won’t bite.”
She smiled, her blush deepening. “I know, it’s silly.” She slowly began to make her way into the room. Crawling onto the bed, she sat back on her knees and caught his gaze. “Yeah, but it almost feels like our first time.” She crinkled her nose up. “You know what I mean? It’s silly I know.”
Her eyes lowered down the length of his body and paused at his groin, where his dick was pressing against the material containing it. When her eyes wandered back up his body to meet his stare, the lust in her eyes made him groan inwardly. This was going to be hard. Real hard. Maybe he should have let her go home tonight, but he wanted her with him, even if it was just in his bed for the night with no sex involved.