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“Yes.”
He sits back, separating us further, wearing a mix of hope, hunger, and pride in his eyes.
His hand comes up to the side of my head, stroking a lock of hair. “You sure, Grace?”
“I’m sure.” There’s no doubt in my mind now that I’ve voiced the wish.
“I’m glad it’s me.Honoredit’s me.” His face projects total sincerity, and our eye contact is steady and warm. The significance of his statement is not lost on me, considering our past encounter in college.
“There’s no one else I would want to do this with, Johnson.”
“Are you—are you nervous? We don’t have to rush.” His tone is gentle.
“I’m not nervous, and it doesn’t feel like rushing,” I reassure him. “I just had to wait for the right person. You.”
His eyes show that mix of emotion again, and I can tell I need to be the one to start things so he doesn’t feel like he’s the one pushing.
To be honest, I’m ready to be done talking anyway.
So I whip off my Tolliver t-shirt, wearing a pretty sky blue lace bra underneath that he’s not seen before.
His eyes flit down to admire my body unabashedly, the smile stuck on his face.
“My beautiful girl.”
His words keep me feeling brave. “Keep watching,” I direct him, sitting up on my knees before unbuttoning my shorts.
Now his eyes go wide, likely surprised at the pace I’m setting.
Once loose, the shorts start sliding down my body, and I pull them all the way off, down my legs.
Underneath, I have on matching blue lace panties. Nothing too scandalous in cut, but Johnson seems to appreciate them.
“Storm clouds outside, blue sky in here,” he says, staring, and then holds out his arms. “Come to me, Goldie.”
I shift readily into his embrace.
CHAPTER 34
Johnson
Ipull her in close, until she’s straddling my lap. Her body’s both soft and strong as my hands glide over her, the lace underthings looking tantalizingly see-through.
Go slow, go slow.
When she said she was ready, I wasn’t overly surprised. I knew we were headed in this direction soon. I just didn’t come into today with any expectation that it would be now.
My hands settle on her ass, and I push my thumbs underneath the lace on each side, swirling circles on the taut globes.
“Your body makes me crazy,” I confess, wanting to show her how much I desire her in this moment.
With our size difference, it’s easy for her to tuck her head under my chin, and she leans to the right, sucking my neck while starting to rock against my body.
My dick hardens almost immediately. Keeping my thumbs locked on her ass, I wrap my hands more firmly around her, pushing her against me in time with her own motion.
“Feel good?”
She moans in response and sucks my neck harder.
