Saving Grace

Grace
kissed Sands’ well-toned chest, her mind more at ease.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> “Three times in less than twenty-four
hours,” lau laughed dreamily.

“Day’s not
over yet, sugarbutt,” Sands said, pulling her body closer to his.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> “You know, I’ve never had this problem before.”

“Problem?”

“Yeah…I
can’t get enough of you.” He kissed her
neck.

“So, you’re
an eternal hornball,” Grace laughed.
“You’re a guy, it’s only natural.”

“You’re
going to stay here, right? Blow off
that fuckmook?”

Grace
sighed. “I can’t, Jeffrey.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> I need to know why he’s here.”

“Who is he,
Gracie? You don’t have to tell
me or anything, but…”

“It’s sweet
that you’re jealous…”

“I’m not
jealous,” Sands said defensively. “I
just don’t play well with others, remember?
Especially when someone else wants to play with my…”style="mso-spacerun: yes"> His hand slipped between her legs, causing
her back to arch. “…toys.”

Reluctantly,
Grace pushed his hand away. “Bad boy.”

“Seems to
be how you like it,” he purred.

“You really
wanna know?”

“Yeah, I
do.”

“His name
is Michael Crivelli. We dated for a
couple of years, then he proposed…”

“You’re
engaged?”

“Let me
finish…and would that really matter?”

Sands
smiled. “No, I wouldn’t have done a
thing differently. Well, actually,
there is this poon ton that…”

“Hey,”
Grace said, playfully slapping his thigh, “do you want to know this stuff or
not?”

“Sorry, I
just can’t help myself.”

“Anyway…we
were engaged for a month or so when I discovered that my bank account seemed to
have sprung a leak. Long story short,
he was stealing from me. I confronted
him about it and after a few lame excuses, I called things off.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> He hounded me for a few months, then Cassie
suggested a vacation. I left without
him knowing…at least I thought I did – now here he is.”

“Want me to
kill him? I can do that you know.”

“No
violence necessary, Jeffrey.” She let
her head rest on his chest for a moment.

“Is he as
devastatingoodgood looking as I am?”

“Cocky
much?”

“All the
time, ie,”ie,” he laughed.

“Eyes or no
eyes, Jeffrey, you do seem to reserve the right to be full of yourself.”

Sands
smiled widely. “Someone thinks I’m
pretty.”

Casting
everything to the wind, Grace kissed him again. “You’re gorgeous.”

“Don’t push
it, Gracie.”

“I’m not
trying to.” She let her body relax
against his. “I really don’t want to
go…so comfy here…”

“Hey, I’m
not the cuddling type, remember?”

“You seem
to say you’re not a lot of things…then you change your mind.”

damn persuasive,” he said, stroking her hair.
“I can make things worth staying for.”

“You’re
going to break me.”

“I take
good care of my things, I swear.” His
body began to move again and Grace understood the language all too well.

“Hm
mm…” She forced herself to sit up.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> “I have to shower.”

“We>“We did that
this morning.” The smile on Sands’ face
was the epitome of seductiveness.

“And then
you went and got me all sweaty again.”

“And you
loved…” He sat up and kissed her
shoulder. “…every…”style="mso-spacerun: yes"> Then her neck. “…second of it.”

“You’d
better watch it, Jeffrey, you’re getting almost romantic on me.”

“We can’t
have that…I’ll make up for it after your dinner.”

“I might be
in a very foul mood after dinner.”

“Then I’ll
make it my duty to make you feel…extraordinary.”

“Jeffrey?”

“Hm?”

“You’d
better be careful.”

“About
what?”

“Us.”

“What about
us?”

Grace bent
her head down and licked a trail from just above his bellybutton to the hollow
of his neck. “I’m getting too
attached.”

Makes
two of us then… “Physically?”

She kissed
him one more time before heading off to the bathroom. “No.”

***

Author’s Note:
Short chaps, I know….but better short than none at all,
right? Right?