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Gray decides to convert my bed into a tent, hanging all my available sheets over the canopy until not a bit of the room peeks through. That he’s naked as he does this serves as my entertainment. I bite the edge of my lower lip as his pale, taut butt flexes and the muscles along his back and shoulders ripple. Gray completely owns his body and always moves with assured grace. Though I suppose if I were as fit and firm as he is, I’d flaunt myself that way too.
Right now, I can’t think about moving. I’m sore all over, a delicious kind of ache achieved by a night of marathon sex. I smile into my pillow. Last night, we’d gone at it with single-minded devotion, stopping only to doze or talk. In the middle of telling a joke or simply talking, we’d remember that, yes, we can touch. And that would be it, mouths caressing, hands touching, Gray moving inside me.
When the sun came up, Gray hunted down the leftover pain aux raisins, which he declared the best thing he’d ever had in his mouth. Well, aside from my “sweet-as-fuck pussy.”
I had to give him points for being both complimentary and crude.
Standing above me now, Gray catches my smile and grins back. Everything we’ve done—every dirty, sweet, raunchy thing—passes between us like a shared secret. Heat swells within me, but I don’t move.
Finished with his task, he scrambles under the covers and pulls me close. His skin is cool, and I wrap myself around his big body to warm him.
Gray exhales on a sigh before slowly peppering my face with soft kisses. “Ever since I was a kid and saw A Christmas Carol, I’ve wanted to sleep in an enclosed canopy.”
I run my hands over his shoulder. Warm satin and carved granite. I love touching him. “Hmmm. This feels more like we’re in one of those old-fashioned canvas tents.”
He glances at the white sheets surrounding us. With the sunlight filling the room, the enclosed little space glows golden. But it is cozy and quiet, and ours. I burrow closer to Gray, touch his jaw, the plump curve of his lower lip.
He nips my fingers. “Yeah, it really needs dark sheets for the full Victorian effect.”
“That’s okay, I’ve always had an Out of Africa safari fantasy.” Smiling, I run my fingers along his temple. “You can be my Robert Redford and wash my hair later.”
“Isn’t he a little old for you, Mac?” He wrinkles his nose is mock horror.
“Sexy doesn’t have an expiration date, Cupcake.”
“Well, at least I know you’re into blond dudes.” Gray hunkers down further into the pillows. Against our nest of white sheets, his skin is like amber honey, his eyes lapis blue. He’s so freaking gorgeous, he takes my breath.
“I’m into you,” I say.
As if he’s equally mesmerized, he traces along my face, his long fingers deft and gentle. “I meant what I said before, Ivy. I’m so fucking crazy about you. I’ve never felt like this. I don’t want to fuck it up.”
Worry and possessiveness darken his gaze, as if he wants to grab tight to this moment so it won’t slip away. Tenderness swells in my throat. I lick my lip, now sensitive from his kisses.
“I know,” I whisper. “This is big, Gray. But if we’re honest and talk to each other when we’re freaking out, it will be okay.”
“Then that’s what we’ll do.” The blunt tip of his finger runs along my brow and down to my cheek. “Mac?”
“Yeah?” I can’t stop touching him either. His neck. The hard curve of his shoulder.
The vein that runs along his inner arm. “What’s your fantasy?”
I pause my exploration. “What, you mean as in sexual?”
“Yeah.”
Heat washes over my cheeks. “I’m not... No. I can’t tell you that.”
“Why not? You told me in explicit detail how you wanted to be fucked.” He grins wide. “Which was incredibly hot, by the way.”
I duck my head, pressing it to his shoulder. “That was different. We were on the phone.”
“I wanted to be in that bed with you so damn badly, Mac. I think I bruised my dick jacking off to your voice.”
A shocked laugh escapes me, and I give his chest a kiss. “I wanted you there too.”
Gray hums again, his big hand smoothing over my head before he eases away to catch my gaze. “So what is it, then? What’s your deep, dark, naughty fantasy?”
“Why do you want to know so badly?”
