Oh my God.

What’s coming?

My knees are trembling, however I nod.

Jaw clenched, North crouches down and unstraps my sandals, the fragile leather-based wanting additional dainty in his scarred palms, and he removes them. Then he drags his fingertips up my legs from ankle to the hem of my skirt, slowly tugging the garment all the way down to the ground. My tank prime has been tucked in all day and I stupidly attempt to clean out the wrinkles, however North catches my wrist, kissing my firing pulse and holding it away, his golden eyes captivated by my sheer, sapphire blue panties.

“Wager these had been costly.” He leans in, his sizzling breath feathering my abdomen. Decrease to my mound, his lips nudging me there. “Good. Solely the very best for this pussy.”

Letting go of my wrist, he hooks a finger into the waistband of the underwear and slowly, slowly, tugs the blue materials all the way down to mid-thigh, stopping to exhale shakily on the sight of my naked intercourse, earlier than persevering with. I can barely breathe whereas stepping out of the panties, and that’s earlier than he stands, so tall I’ve to tip my head again, his palms gathering the hem of my tank prime and peeling it upward, over my breasts. His eyes by no means go away mine as he strips off my prime, these thick fingers going to work on the entrance clasp of my bra.

After which I’m bare.

Completely uncovered, whereas North remains to be dressed, sneakers and all. I’m weak and achy and shaking, however not as a result of I’m chilly. No, it’s heat and humid on this place. It’s…I feel it’s my physique’s consciousness of what’s coming.

North captures my chin and tilts it up, golden eyes boring into mine. “Give me permission to the touch you—any a part of your physique—at any time. I need that belief. I want it.” Earlier than I can reply, he lays a kiss on me that’s so sexual, I whimper round his in search of tongue, my head rising dizzy from lack of oxygen earlier than he pulls away, rolling his brow in opposition to mine. “I need you to belief me—fully—to know when we have to fuck. When it’s been a tough day otherwise you get moist out in public, if I pull you behind a parked automotive and unzip my pants to service you, I don’t need you to query me. I need you to belief that I’ve weighed the danger and that I’m going to maintain you secure. That I might die on your security. For those who’re unhappy or stressed, I need you to belief me to carry you and take care of you, with out intercourse. To know when it’s time to be between your legs—and when it’s not. I simply need absolute fucking belief from you, Gracie, and I don’t know…I don’t know.” His fingertips dig into my hips, his brow grinding on mine. “I’ve by no means felt like this earlier than. It’s new. I don’t even know if it’s unhealthy.”

Goosebumps occupy each inch of my pores and skin. My head is spinning from his phrases. His confession. Our our bodies crowd nearer robotically and I really feel his erection in opposition to my abdomen, long and hard. There’s a voice behind my head whispering, you’re not a woman anymore. Not after tonight. And I do know that to be true. One thing is occurring right here. Possibly it’s untimely, possibly we’re inspiring sophisticated, adult-level feelings in one another, nevertheless it’s too late to show again now. We’re within the thick of it. “It’s not unhealthy,” I gasp in opposition to his mouth, attempting to recall each single element of what he mentioned. “I need t-to offer you that belief, too. Making the choice as soon as after which having it out of my palms…it’s thrilling. It’s a reduction. And I do belief you sufficient to offer you that. To present you…management. Of what we do and when. Oh my God. It sounds loopy saying it out loud. It looks like I’m not presupposed to, however I need it so unhealthy.”

“I do know you’re not presupposed to.” His palms slide down over the cheeks of my bottom and clutch roughly, making me whimper. “I’d knock a person’s enamel out if I heard him asking a woman for this…whole permission. However it’s me and also you, Gracie. I can’t cease. I take a look at you and I’m simply sincere.” His exhale is jagged. “I need no limitations between me and your physique. It’s mine.”

God assist me. I need that, too. I can’t clarify how proper it feels.

There’s simply nothing however this. There’s no denying we each need the identical factor.

“It’s yours.”

North makes a hoarse sound and jerks me off the bottom, up in opposition to his absolutely clothed kind, my legs encircling his hips involuntarily. Our mouths merge into one, licking deep and groaning wildly on the slippery contact. His palms are in every single place, petting my bottom, smoothing up my again, tangling in my hair—after which I’m being laid down on one of many broad lounge chairs, cool leather-based kissing my backbone. North presses down on prime of me, ravenous, heavy with muscle and wish and keenness.

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