Not Planning on You (Danvers #2)(25)
Suzy looked over at Gray, “I like him; your life will probably be miserable with both of us in it.”
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Soon Gray and Nick left for their meeting with Declan Stone, and Beth had insisted on cleaning every inch of the house even though it didn’t need it. A medical supply company delivered some items that Gray had ordered. Suzy was now the proud owner of a pair of hot pink crutches, the shower seat that Beth had been unable to find in a store, and a cast cover for showering. She could maneuver on the crutches with Beth’s assistance enough to get to the bathroom and back. She was still so sore from the fall that using the crutches caused her some pain, but she was desperate to have some mobility.
With Beth’s help, she finally got her first real glimpse of Gray’s home. To the left of the entry way was a formal dining area, in white. The tall ceiling and exposed wood-work were all in white, as well as the built-in cabinets. “Now this finally looks like a beach house. I feel like I should be wiping my hands and feet before I walk in here.” A table for eight took up the center of the room with plenty of sunlight streaming through the huge windows dominating one wall. Next to the dining room was a beautiful, airy kitchen. The walls were a light, slate-blue with white trim. Stainless-steel appliances and a large island in white and granite sparkled in the afternoon light coming in through the floor-to-ceiling wall of windows on the opposite end of the kitchen. Even though everything in the room was high-end, it still had a comfortable, homey feel to it. Suzy eyed what was obviously a back stairway, but Beth put her foot down saying they’d explored enough for one day. Truthfully by that point she was tired and her ankle was again throbbing.
She asked Beth to get her some over-the-counter painkillers; she was tired of feeling zoned out on the stronger medication. After Beth helped her settle back on the couch, Suzy could feel the urge to close her eyes for a few moments. I’m napping more than a ninety-year-old lady now, what’s next, bingo and support hose?
Suzy woke sometime later to the feel of a hand caressing her face. She opened her eyes and stared at the face of the man who was fast becoming the center of her universe. With a smile she said, “Hi, dear, how was your day?”
“It was a long afternoon; I was worried about you. I called to check on you, and Beth told me you were sleeping. She also said your doctor called, and you can have your hard cast put on tomorrow. “
“Yeah,” Suzy held up her hand to high-five him. “I think that will make life easier. Thanks for the pink crutches. Where in the world did you find those?”
Gray leaned over and put his finger across her lips, silencing her. “Talk later; I need to feel your lips against mine, now.”
The touch of Gray’s lips sent her blood boiling. Gray ignited a fire inside her with just a look. Her br**sts strained against her shirt, her ni**les desperately seeking his attention. Kissing a man had never been as erotic as it was with Gray. He nibbled, he sucked, he consumed. His tongue merged with hers as if two halves of a whole meeting. His hand wandered down to her br**sts, cupping them possessively before rubbing the ni**les between his fingers. Suzy could feel the coil of desire pulling tighter as liquid pooled between her thighs.
Gray wrenched his mouth from hers, his eyes wild with desire. “We have to stop, baby; I don’t want to hurt you, and I’m about to lose control.” He removed his hand from her breast and stood shakily to his feet. “You don’t know how I’ve dreamed of seeing you just like this. Your lips swollen from my kiss, your ni**les puckered against your shirt from my touch, and your face flushed with need. When I finally get to love you, though, there will be no stopping. We won’t come out of that room until I’ve had you in every way I have dreamed of for the last year.” Forcing himself to turn away from her, he laughed and said, “So, how about steaks for dinner?”
Suzy nodded her agreement, and without looking back, Gray strolled towards the kitchen. She let out the breath she’d been holding and tried to bring her body under control. She’d gotten to the point to where she didn’t care if she was in pain as long as Gray was inside of her. Her body vibrated with need so strong, she had to grit her teeth to keep from calling him back. She knew physically she was hardly in the condition to make love, but she’d never wanted anything as badly as she wanted Gray. She needed to have that physical intimacy with him. Surely, if you could walk with a hard cast and a boot, you could have sex as well. Excuse me doctor, if I can walk with a cast, can I also ride the man I’m living with?
Suzy had to chuckle a little as she imagined both Gray’s and the doctor’s expression should she ask that question tomorrow. The object of her fantasy came back in the room looking like he’d just managed to get himself under control. “I thought you might like to eat on the patio. There is a nice table and chair set, and I can grab some pillows to make you comfortable.”
“Now that’s the best offer I’ve had all day. Hand me my trusty pink crutches, and I’ll hobble right out there.”
“Oh, no, I don’t plan to be replaced by the crutches. Those are just for when I’m not here. I’m afraid I plan to take advantage of every opportunity to cop a feel, so I’ll be carrying you to the table.” As Gray picked her up, Suzy reached over and gave him a light kiss on the lips. His heart skipped in happiness at having her take the initiative in touching him. Carrying her around would insure he stayed in a constant state of arousal, but it was a pain he was willing to bear to feel her body close to his.