The Dom Who Loved Me (Masters and Mercenaries #1)(41)

But his cock wanted its way now. Sean gripped her glorious, curvy hips and lined his dick up to her rosy ass. He couldn’t contain his groan as he pushed in, battling the little muscles he found there. Her anus clenched around him, sucking him in and pushing him out all at the same time. She felt so good. Without needing to be told, Grace pushed against him, aiding him. Inch by fiery inch, he tunneled his way in until there was nowhere further to go, until his balls were flush against her. Sean held himself there for a moment, enjoying the sensation of being balls deep in Grace’s ass.

“Please.” One little word that did strange things to his heart because it came out of her mouth.

“Yes, love.” Sean reached down and took the vibe, pushing her hand away. He wanted control. He wanted to be the one filling her from both ends. He flicked the little button that dialed the vibe up and then started f*cking her.

Grace was gone. She moaned and thrust back against him, bucking and thrashing in her attempt to get what had been denied her so long. He knew exactly what she was thinking because he was the man who had led her there. Sean stopped holding back, too. There was no place for finesse now. He pounded into her ass. He pulled out and shoved back in, the tight hole fighting him deliciously all the way. He moved the vibe in and out in time to the motion of his cock, flicking up to ensure the little rabbit head rubbed her clit. Grace screamed as she came. The sound was primal and entirely feminine. It filled Sean with pride and caused his balls to draw up even tighter. Grace thrust back against him, and the fight was over.

Sean released the vibe and gripped both of her hips savagely. He pushed her on and off his cock with no thought now except his own pleasure. Fire sizzled across his balls, and he groaned as come shot from his cock. Sean didn’t even try to hold himself up. He allowed himself to fall against her, his weight pressing her into the bed. His whole body felt languid as the blood pulsed through him. He wrapped his arms around Grace and was surrounded by the softness of her skin and the sweet smell of her body. Her red hair tickled him, and their legs tangled as he rolled off her, but kept her close to him. Grace laid her head across his chest. So sweet. So trusting.

“I’m going to draw us a bath and get you another glass of wine, little one.” The words were out of his mouth. He’d pushed them through.

Sean forced himself to move. He got up and went to the bathroom, disposed of the condom and cleaned himself off. He needed a minute. That hadn’t been sex. That had been something more, and he was a bit unsettled by it. God, he had a job to do. He didn’t want to do it. How long would the drug take? Not long, he hoped. He prayed Alex had prescribed the right dose. If anything happened to Grace, he would never be able to forgive himself. Sean went back in the bedroom. Maybe the damn drug would have done its work. He didn’t want to give her another dose. Damn it, he wouldn’t. If this dose didn’t do its job, then they would make it another night. He knew Ian would have his hide, but Sean didn’t care.

“Are you all right, Grace? I didn’t go easy on you.”

She had a dreamy little smile on her face as she looked up at him. “Yes, Sir.”

Sean kissed her forehead then climbed back in with her. He had a bit of aftercare to take care of before he went into professional mode. Grace rolled over so she was flat on her back. She was so gorgeous, a goddess in repose. With a little sound of regret, Sean reached over and gently detached the clamps on her nipples. Grace’s lovely face pinched a little against the pain the rush of blood caused. Sean leaned over and kissed the affected area before moving on to the second nipple. He lowered his head and kissed that one as well. This time Grace’s hand moved to his head. Her fingers tangled in his hair.

“I love you.” She breathed the words, but they still hit him like an out-of-control locomotive slamming into a little bug in its path. He stopped and was perfectly still as the reality hit him.

Grace loved him. She’d said the words. Grace had said the “L” word, and not the one that always made him a little hot. She’d said the one that scared the holy crap out of him. His heart pounded in his chest as he realized he was really expected to say something back to her. What was he supposed to say? He knew what he was supposed to say, but she wouldn’t believe him. She would believe him now, perhaps, but later she would think he’d lied. He didn’t want to lie to her. God, did he love Grace? He knew she was the one. He just didn’t know if he actually believed in the concept of love.

Grace sat up, lightly pushing him away. “Wow. That’ll teach me to speak without permission.”

Sean looked into her eyes. They were wide and wouldn’t quite catch his own. She looked down at her hands. “Grace…”

Her smile was far too bright when she finally looked at him. “You said something about a bath? I think a shower is more in order. I have a really early day tomorrow, and I’m feeling a little woozy. I should probably get some sleep.”

She started to scramble off the bed. Sean’s hand came out to grasp her wrist. “I said a bath, Grace. Are we or are we not still in the bedroom? I’m still in charge here.”

“I don’t want to play anymore, Sean.”

“I’m not playing. The sex might be a game, but the feelings are real. I’m honored that you feel that way, little one. I’m crazy about you, too.”

He pulled her back into his arms. She was stiff at first. He was patient. He ran his hands along her back, tracing the curve of her spine. He tangled their legs together, completely unwilling to give up their intimacy. His lips found her mouth, and he insistently found his way in. He groaned when she softened under him and submitted. He rolled her on her back and covered her body with his. He wasn’t going to let her go. He was never going to let her go. She was his.