Page 29 of A Very Grumpy Sheriff
“Not right now.”
Her eyes flick up to mine.“What about your knee?”
“Sometimes.”
She leans forward and presses a kiss to the scar on my side.My heart stops.I thread my fingers into her hair, not guiding her, just needing to touch her.
She kisses another scar.Then another.Her hands move over me with growing confidence, learning me the same way I learned her last night.
By the time her fingers reach my cock, I’m hanging on by a thread.
I catch her wrist gently.“Careful.”
Her eyes widen.“Did I do it wrong?”
“No.”I laugh, but it comes out rough.“You did it exactly right.That’s the problem.”
A proud little smile curves her mouth, and damn if I don’t want to keep that look on her face forever.
“Look at me,” I say.
Her eyes meet mine.I push into her slowly, carefully, watching for any sign of pain.She tenses at first, her fingers digging into my shoulders, so I stop.
“Breathe.”
She exhales shakily.
“That’s my girl.”
Her body softens around mine, and I ease in deeper.Inch by inch.Slow enough to kill me.Perfect enough to save me.
When I’m finally seated fully inside her, I drop my forehead to hers and hold there.“Still okay?”
Her arms wrap around my neck.“Yes.”
I start to move.
Last night was careful.Reverent.A first time I wanted her to remember with no regrets.This is different.Still gentle because I’ll never be careless with her.But there’s more heat now.More confidence.Suri knows what it feels like to have me inside her, knows what my hands can do, knows how good we can be together.
And she meets me.
Her hips lift to mine, shy at first, then bolder when my control slips and I groan into her neck.
“Like that?”she whispers.
I laugh against her skin.“Baby, I like everything you do.”
She tightens around me.
My head drops.“Jesus.”
Her fingers scrape down my back, and I move harder before I can stop myself.She cries out, but it’s pleasure, not pain.I know because her legs lock around my waist, and she pulls me closer.
“More,” she breathes.
I lift my head and look down at her.Her blue eyes are bright, her lips swollen from my kisses, her hair spread out beneath her like a halo.There’s still a hint of vulnerability there, but she’s not hiding from me now.
Something primal and tender tears through me.
