by Kym Grosso
Selby put her head in her hands and sighed. Garrett recognized that she was softening her position and moved to kneel before her. Gently, he spread her knees open, settling himself between her legs. He took her cheeks in his hands, wiping the tears brimming from her eyes.
“I’m sorry about what happened last night,” he apologized.
“Why did that woman think she could do that with you? Is she your girlfriend?” Selby asked, her voice uncertain. She clutched his wrists and closed her eyes.
“I’m not going to lie to you. We both have pasts. Have I had sex with Blaire? Yes, but it was a long time ago. Over a year, as a matter of fact. But we never dated. She is not, has never been my girlfriend.”
“I haven’t dated a lot of people,” Selby confessed. “I don’t do what you do. I can’t just be okay with you…”
“I know you think you know me, the rumors. When you start to let me in, I’ll let you in. But for now, whatever you think about me, I’m not some asshole who fucks a different woman every day of the week. And I’d certainly never do what you think I was doing. That’s not me,” he whispered. Garrett’s head moved toward hers until their foreheads met. “I’ve meant every word I’ve said to you since we’ve met. Do I want to push you…test your limits sometimes? You bet your sweet little ass I do. But I’m not playing games. I would never do that to you. Please, I’m sorry about what happened.”
“I’m sorry, too.” Her eyes locked on his and they held a long gaze.
“She’s nothing to me. A friend, that’s it. You, on the other hand…I can’t get you out of my head.”
Garrett stared into Selby’s green eyes as if they answered all of life’s questions. Sensing she’d forgiven him, he gave her a small smile. The strong soul inside her had recognized the truth in his words. She blinked, and his heart tightened.
As silence set in, Garrett thought of all the reasons he should let her go. He’d promised not to hurt her and setting her free would ensure that would happen. But as his eyes fell to her lips, he wondered if he was the one who’d be destroyed.
As Garrett kissed her, Selby’s defenses shattered. She’d never been so aroused, so devastated, so out of control. His strong lips took hers, penetrating through any doubt she’d had. She was exhausted and confused, but his kiss erased the hideous events of the evening and brought forth the rush of desire she’d repressed. Selby gave in to her deepest craving, allowing him into her heart.
His tongue gently probed her mouth, and she moaned at his soft intrusion. Underneath his gentle kiss, an explosive sexual tension simmered. As she moved to reach for him, he wrapped his fingers around her wrists and retreated. Breathless, she opened her eyes to see him staring at her. A long moment of silence lay between them and her heart pounded against her chest as she wondered what he had planned.
“Don’t stop,” she heard herself saying.
What was it about this man? Like a drug, she needed him now. She’d never been jealous, desperate for someone. But when he’d come for her at her apartment, she hadn’t thought twice about going into his arms. Despite what she’d witnessed, he represented strength and security. Realizing he hadn’t been with another woman, she was slightly more terrified of her growing emotions.
“I’d love to continue, but I’m thinking maybe we should take a shower. Your dress…” He reached for the torn hem. “And I’ve been in these clothes all night.”
“Okay.” Her voice was soft as she agreed. Selby’s body tingled in anticipation, aware she hadn’t seen him naked yet.
“Can you walk?” he asked. He shoved up to stand and brought her hand with him. “I can carry you.”
“No, I’m okay.” Selby slowly stood. A tremor of dizziness ran through her and she grabbed his arm. As soon as it came, it left and she went to release him.
“Hey, I’ve got you. Come here.” Garrett lifted her, cradling her against his chest.
“You don’t have to carry me.” Embarrassed, she buried her face in his shirt. God, she’d never felt so weak in her life.
“I’m going to, though. Even though the doctor said you looked okay, we need to watch you for signs of a concussion. I plan to keep a close eye on you.” He gave her a wicked smile and carried her into his bathroom.
“A close eye, huh? Is that what you call it?” She rubbed her fingers over his wrinkled shirt and breathed in his masculine scent.
“Yes, close eyes. Close hands. Close lips.” He kissed the top of her hair. “It’s all good.”
“So that’s how they’re treating head injuries these days. Warm showers? Tell me more, Dr. Emerson.” She laughed.
“I was pretty good with a pair of medical scissors, wasn’t I?” Garrett flicked on the lights and carefully set her on her feet.
“Yes, I suppose you were…” Selby lost track of what she was saying as she took in the sight of her surroundings. A gas lit fireplace roared to life against the far wall. Its flickering light illuminated the black soapstone walls of the bathroom. She heard Garrett give a command and soft red lights glowed in the ceiling, while water rained down from all sides of the shower. Through the spray of water, the orange fire danced in the background.
Garrett turned to her, his expression serious. Without saying a word, he unbuttoned his shirt. It fell to the floor, revealing his ripped abdomen. As if her hands had a mind of their own, they reached for him. She gazed into his eyes, trailing her fingers over his shoulder.
He unbuckled his belt, sliding it out of his pants, and within seconds he stood fully nude before her. Selby wanted more time to just stare at him, to memorize every inch of his spectacular form. She glanced at his hard length, and quickly raised her gaze to his, giving him a shy smile. Her nipples stood to attention as if saluting the general who was about to take command. Her heart beat faster, as she was unable to anticipate his next move.
Garrett reached for the hem of her dress, and in one smooth movement, he easily guided the blue fabric away from her body. Allowing him to remove her thong, she stood bare before him. Without words, he took her hand and led her into the hot spray. Serenity blanketed her mind as he brought her back to his chest and began to massage her shoulders. She moaned and before she knew what was happening he was washing her hair. Water droplets danced over her skin as she arched her back, her chest pressing upward. He tilted her head into the soothing rain, rinsing away the lather. Strong soapy hands slid down her arm, and Selby yearned to turn to him. She went to move, but he settled a hand on her waist, holding her in place. The tip of his cock prodded the crevice of her bottom, focusing her attention.
“Tell me what happened?” Garrett asked, trailing a slippery finger down the long scar on her back.
Selby froze, having forgotten it was there. She hadn’t planned on having this conversation with him tonight.
“What’s wrong? You can tell me.” His wet lips pressed to her neck.
“It was an accident.” Her voice trembled. Once again she tried to turn, but he held her in place as he continued to draw a line on her raised skin.
“I can see it was an accident. I don’t imagine surgery would leave this type of scar.”
“Playing doctor again?” Selby attempted to change the conversation.
“Nope. You kind of get experience with scars in my business. I like to think of them as souvenirs. They remind us of how tough we are.”
“Not everyone wants to be tough.” Memories of her childhood attack would never leave her. She could only be so lucky to forget.
“Did someone hurt you?” The tone of Garrett’s voice grew serious.
“Sort of. It was my fault,” she hedged.
“You don’t like to let anyone in, do you?”
“What do you mean?”
“You’re strong. Smart. But you’re also a little closed up. Your fears. It’s almost as if something made you afraid. Or someone.”
“I’m just cautious.”
“You don’t need to be afraid of me.”
“What makes you think
I’m…?” Selby’s words trailed off as Garrett’s hands brushed over her breasts, caressing them.
“When you’re ready, you can tell me what happened. But you will tell me eventually. Do you know why, Selby?” he asked, pinching her nipples until she gave a small moan. Her head lolled back onto his shoulder as he touched her.
“Why?” Her voice croaked. Selby’s body was set on fire as his hands glided down her belly. She wanted to tell him, to admit what had happened to her. But the shame was too great to bear.
“Because you will trust me to be the man who not only makes you come so hard you see fucking stars, I’ll be the one who you can rely on in your darkest moments. I want to be that man for you. But until that happens, we’ll continue to get to know each other.”
Selby gasped as he rocked his erection up against her ass, sliding his fingers down into the crease near her inner thighs. His hand grazed over her skin slowly, this time flittering directly atop her pussy. As Garrett washed her bared mound, thoroughly cleaning her folds and gently swiping over her nub, Selby thought she’d come undone.
“Garrett,” Selby groaned as he withdrew. He opened her lips to the spray, sweeping away the bubbles. The water splashed onto her exposed clit, and it swelled in arousal.
“I want to do everything to and with you,” he whispered in her ear.
“Yes,” she replied, tilting her hips upward.
“No one will ever have you the way I will, Selby. Not only will you trust me someday, you’ll beg me to listen to every secret you’re keeping. By the time we’re done, you’ll get that I don’t do things half way. Not in business, not with you. Now sit.”
“What?” Selby, only halfway listening, had gone numb with desire. She whimpered as he released her folds, bringing an abrupt end to the quivering sensation he’d caused.
“Sit,” he repeated, turning her so she faced him.
“What are you doing?” Selby asked as he guided her onto the smooth stone seating.
Garrett went onto his knees. Water droplets fell down his face as his eyes locked on hers.
“Open your legs. Let me see your pussy.”
Her dominant lover had returned, and her body obeyed his sweet command.
“I’ve wanted to do this ever since you teased me that night at the club. You’re a very dirty girl, sweetheart. And I can’t wait to show you how to release your inner beast.”
Selby smiled as his dark eyes met hers. Her skin tingled as he ever so slowly slid his fingers onto her inner thighs, inching toward her mound. His thumbs wiggled through her labia, brushing over her entrance, causing her to pump her hips upward as if she were making love to an invisible lover.
“That’s right. You want me to suck you, baby. Because I really want to. I’m so hungry for this beautiful pussy of yours. But first…” Never taking his eyes off hers, he brought his lips to her clit. He blew gently until she moaned. “You’re going to tell me what you want me to do.”
“Garrett, no…please just do it…don’t stop,” she protested. Jesus Christ, he’d make her mad. His erotic tests would never end, she thought.
“Touch your breasts,” he ordered, his thumbs caressing her inner lips.
“I can’t…oh my God…please,” she begged. Selby averted her gaze but continued to pump her hips as he massaged her. Every time he moved his thumbs upward, he ever so slightly grazed her clit.
“Do it. Touch your breasts.” His smile brought a soft veil to his demand.
Wanting to please him, she brought her hands onto her chest, her fingers flicking her nipples, and was immediately rewarded as he slid a thick finger into her tight core.
“Ahh…yes.”
“You are so beautiful. I can’t wait to fuck you, sweetheart, but first I want to hear you tell me nicely what you want.” As he spoke, his lips brushed her mound.
Selby could manage the occasional ‘fuck me’, but to tell him what she really wanted, how she wanted it…to articulate oral sex went far beyond her comfort zone. But she knew that was exactly the point. He’d push her further and further. A soft slap to her inner thigh drew her attention and she set her eyes back on his.
“Say it, Selby. I’m right here,” he instructed, his fingers continuing to plunge inside her core.
Selby moaned as he spread her folds wide open, the warmth of his breath on her skin. She pinched her nipples, tilting her pelvis toward his mouth. Aching with arousal, she gave in to his request.
“Lick me, Garrett,” she told him, keeping eye contact.
“See how easy that was?” Darting his tongue through her lips, he lapped at her.
“More…”
“More what?” Garrett asked, pressing his mouth to her lips.
“Lick my pussy….ah yes, like that.” Selby nearly fell off the slippery seat as he did as she asked, laving at her ripe bud.
“That’s it, sweetheart. Fuck, you taste good.” Garrett plunged two fingers into her.
“Faster, right there,” Selby screamed as Garrett did as she asked, flicking his tongue faster and faster as he fucked her. Her orgasm built, and her channel tightened around his hand. “Suck me…suck my clit. Ah yes. I’m coming. I’m coming.”
Selby shook as her climax claimed her. She reached for his head, raking her fingers into his hair. As if holding on for dear life, she pressed his face into her pussy. She quivered, every muscle in her body convulsing as he made love to her with his mouth.
“Garrett, Garrett, Garrett,” she repeated as it subsided.
He raised his head, his eyes locking on hers. She gasped for breath, kindled by the ravenous flare of his gaze. He gave her no quarter as he placed his hands onto the ledge and pressed upward, his lips taking hers. Tasting her own juices, she kissed him back in a feverous frenzy. He wrapped her legs around his waist and lifted her up into the air.
As he stood, he stumbled backward into the spray until his back touched the wall. Selby reached around his neck, hoisting herself higher until she felt his cock prod her entrance.
“Condom,” she heard him say as he tore his lips from hers. He bent and reached for a shelf outside the shower.
“Hurry,” she responded, sliding her clit against his slippery stomach. Holy hell, this sexy as sin man had driven her insane, she thought. Never in a million years would she have been so far gone as to have had unprotected sex. She breathed in relief as she heard the wrapper tear open. Why the hell he kept a condom near the shower was a question for later.
“I can’t get enough of you,” she heard him say right as he slammed her down onto his rock-hard cock. Selby groaned in pleasure as he stretched her channel. Breathless, she reveled in his strength. Her heels dug into his ass as she held on for dear life.
“Garrett, please…please…” she begged. With every forceful thrust, his crown grazed along her band of nerves, bringing her closer to orgasm. He gripped her hips, holding her firmly in place as he pounded up into her.
“Selby…fuck yeah,” he grunted. “You…I want all of you.”
Selby gasped as his fingers traveled down the crevice of her bottom, tracing a circle along her puckered flesh.
“Garrett,” she breathed. Unaccustomed to his touch, she tensed.
“Relax, sweetheart,” he told her, gently pressing his forefinger. “Let me in.”
“I don’t know…ah,” Selby cried. She bit down onto his shoulder as he slid it in slowly. She barely felt the sting as he pushed into her.
“I’m going to fuck you here, too, baby. See how good it…” Garrett lost his words as he rocked up into her.
“Oh my God.” She relaxed into the dark sensation, allowing him to fill her. Slowly, he withdrew and forcefully pressed both his cock and finger into her. Selby undulated her hips into his thrusts, her swollen clitoris brushing his pelvis. Her core tightened around him as her orgasm tore through her.
“Yes, sweetheart. Aw hell,” he grunted, coming hard.
Selby lost herself in all that was Garrett Emerson. As she floated down from ecst
asy, her jaw released his shoulder. His fingers lifted her chin and he kissed her gently. Like she’d been possessed by the devil himself, she’d let go, releasing her inhibitions.
Slowly their lips broke apart, but he kept his forehead pressed to hers. When she opened her eyes, her heart leapt. His intense stare told her he’d capture her soul, take everything she was and she’d be grateful he’d done so. She prayed she’d survive her greatest adventure; Garrett Emerson.
The silence stretched and was only broken when he reached to turn off the spray. He lifted her off of him and removed the condom with one hand. After tossing it into the trash, he reached for towels and gently patted her dry. Selby couldn’t take her hands off of him as he blotted away the moisture, paying careful attention to every last inch of her skin. When he’d finished, he gave her a small smile, surprising her as he lifted her into his arms. She lay her head on his shoulder for a few seconds and protested with a moan when he set her down onto the bed.
“Be right back,” he told her.
When he returned from the bathroom, he brought her into his arms so that she rested her head on his chest. Curling into his embrace, she brought her thigh across his legs.
“Garrett,” she whispered. The emotion in her chest rose to the surface and she struggled to keep it inside. “I’ve never been with anyone like you.”
“Me either. This thing with us…it feels like I can’t get enough.” He brushed his hand over her wet hair.
“It was amazing.” She pressed her lips to his chest, terrified that she’d fall for him. He was unattainable. Like the wispy edges of a wonderful dream, he’d disappear from her life.
“We should get some rest.”
Selby closed her eyes, unsure of what words she wanted to hear from his lips. It was as if he’d destroyed her for all other men. She didn’t believe in love at first sight. But after being made love to as if she were a goddess, no man would ever measure up to him. Sexually he’d pushed her far past her comfort zone, and she’d delighted in every sinful moment. Selby could fall for him hard, she knew. As she drifted off to sleep, she relaxed against his naked body, wishing she could stay there forever.