Page 65 of Grasp The Moment
Time stops with Georgia’s words—the air in the bedroom growing thick as I suck her clit hard, relishing when she comes on my tongue. Her breaths are shaky, her legs trembling around my head before I lift her up and place her on the bed.
“Say it again.”
She rolls her eyes, taking in a deep breath, “I. Want. You. To.Fuck. Me.”
“Georgia…” I warn, my eyes searching hers for any signs of hesitation. When I don’t find any, my dick swells to a hardness so painful that my bodyneedsher.
She sighs, running a hand through her sweaty hair, “I trust you, I want to have sex with you, Derek. But do you trust me?”
Her words cause me to pause. Do I trust her? I think I trusted Georgia before I ever knew that I did. I don’t typically drink, and that night in Vegas, I wouldn’t have drunk anything with anyone else had they not been her. Hell, a piece of me knew when I married her that she would be someone I trusted. I’ve always been dealt a shitty hand when it came to love, but if there’s one place that I was dealt an amazing card, it was in the wife department.
I moved her in with mydaughter. So, I think it’s safe to say that I trust this girl more than anyone—but the real question should be, doesshetrustme?
Shesaysthat she does, but I know that her father’s actions still plague the back of her mind.
“Me quiero entregar a ti?2,” I say quietly, but she hears me.
She always does.
Georgia tilts her head, a sly smile stretching across her face as I inch toward her.
“You know that I trust you, that wasn’t your real question, was it?”
She chuckles softly. “Will you be okay if we have sex?”
There it is.
I can’t continue on like this, allowing the demons of my past to take over my present. Leaning an inch closer to her, I smile.
“I’ll be okay as soon as I get inside of you.”
She grins, kissing me chastely. “I’ll get the condom.”
The action warms something in my chest as I watch her scurry off to my bedside table, picking a single condom out of the unopened box.
She moves with ease and confidence as she approaches with the lubed protection, gliding it gently onto my swollen dick.
“How do you want me, Derek?” she asks, suddenly shy as her eyes avert from mine.
I furrow my brows and move to the edge of the bed in front of her. Placing my hands on her waist, I pull her by her hips to stand between my legs and grin as I look up at her.
“I want to see your face when I’m inside you.”
Georgia gasps when I pull her body down completely onto the bed, flipping our positions, and dropping to my knees. I spread her legs apart as I lower myself to the ground and lick a strip up her pussy, groaningas she moans.
“I’ll be back for you later,” I whisper to her core, placing a soft kiss against it before kissing her.
Georgia’s hand finds itself between us, pumping me as we kiss. Our kiss becomes deeper as my body hovers above hers, taking her in as she deserves to be. I don’t notice that we’re aligned until her pussy covers me, the stickiness of her arousal coating my dick in a sparkly sheen as my tip enters her.
We groan in tandem, small curses escaping our mouths as we connect. Our eyes lock, my breath hitching as we come together. Georgia’s eyes search my face, her hand moving to my cheek.
“Take what you need,” she says softly, her head rolling back as I inch deeper, and she curses.
“I’m going togiveyou everything and more,” I reply, bottoming out.
The feel of her around me is intoxicating. In this moment, I’m hers, and I’m right where I’m supposed to be as I thrust myself inside of her.
I pump deep and slow, savoring the moment, falling into her in one fell swoop. Georgia screams as she bucks up beneath me, her back arched in pleasure.
