Chapter 112. Nervous Unease

I surrendered completely to the surge of pleasure he unleashed throughout my body, dissolving into him as though we were two halves of a single flame. My eyes squeezed shut, overwhelmed by Grant’s dominance over my senses—every sound, scent, and taste became nothing but him. The thudding of my heart, the rapid rise and fall of my chest, the slick heat between my legs—all were focused, intensified, magnified by his nearness.

Time lost all meaning. A minute may have passed, or ten; I had no idea. All I knew was that without any conscious effort on my part, I found myself lying supine on the soft mattress, Grant’s weight pressing gently—and insistently—against me. His broad chest covered mine, shielding the world beyond our shared skin, and I could feel the shadows of the room receding as his presence swallowed every other thought.

Ever so carefully, Grant’s clever fingers freed me from the constraints of my pants. The fabric slipped away, sliding down my hips, until I was