He kisses me and it’s slow and languorous, and after the emotion of the day, it’s exactly the calm I need.
His hands slide around to my backside, and suddenly I’m filled with desire.
“I need you, Grant, all of you this time.” I take his hand and lead him out of the kitchen and toward the downstairs room. It has more privacy than my room, and it’s bigger. If Grant’s going to stay, then I’ll move down here with him. I’ve got a feeling Pops won’t mind at all.
Grant closes the door behind us and kicks it shut with his foot.
“Finally, I get you alone.”
His hand runs up my body and I melt against him. He leads me over to the bed and flicks on the bedside lamp, bathing the room in a soft glow.
His thumbs hook under my sweater, and he pulls it off and then my t-shirt. Cool air prickles my skin and Grant slides his hands up my arms, warming me up.
“Let’s get you warm.”
He pulls back the covers, and before we slide under, he takes off his jeans and t-shirt. When he gets in next to me, his hard muscular abs bump into my soft curves. I trail a finger down his torso and over the hard ridges.
Grant groans at my touch, and I keep going lower until my hand wraps around his erection.
“See what you do to me.” His voice is husky and full of longing.
He pulls off the rest of my clothing until there’s nothing between us. I’m aching for him, and this time I want all of him, everything he’s willing to give me.
Grant rolls onto me, and I part my thighs as he nestles between them. His cock rests at my entrance, the pressure of it against my core making my back arch, wanting more.
Our eyes lock, and I can’t look away. “I need you, Grant.”
“I’m here for you Hannah, in every way you need me. I’m not going anywhere.”
He slides inside me, and it’s like nothing I’ve ever experienced before. I’ve never been this close to anyone, and it feels so good that tears spring to my eyes.
“Hey, don’t cry.”
“They’re happy tears,” I tell him, and he kisses them from my eyes.
We keep our eyes locked as we rock together. A feeling of peace descends over me. I’m safe in his arms, and as we movetogether, the feeling grows. He kisses me and caresses me, remembering the places I like to be touched.
Then I’m peaking, and a moment later he follows.
We lie together, listening to the quiet of the house. I don’t know what happens next in this wild land grab, but I know I’ll face it with Grant by my side.
14
GRANT
Two weeks later…
The bonfire crackles and the smell of smoke and cooked meat permeates the air. Hannah is tucked under my arm where I like her to be as we talk to a group of guys. Well, Hannah talks and I listen, watching her in the orange glow from the bonfire. She finishes her last rib, and I take the plate and grab her a napkin from the table.
“Thank you.” She wipes her hands but not her mouth, and I can’t resist brushing my lips against her greasy ones.
“Mmm, you taste good enough to eat,” I murmur in her ear so only she can hear.
She blushes, and I hope she’s thinking about all the ways I’m going to devour her when we get home.
We’ve carved out the downstairs room and bathroom as our own, and Hannah has moved in there with me. I refuse to leave the family on their own while the threat is still out there on their land.
I don’t think anyone will try a stunt at their place again, but you never know. Now that we have a company name, we’re one step closer to figuring out who’s really behind this and how best to fight it.