Chapter 48 There Is No Pressure
Ryland
Gracie and I are on the sofa, he snuggled into my side, and I have my arm around her. My mom is on the other sofa, enjoying a glass of wine. Tonight went better than I could have imagined. The two of them have hit it off great. Suddenly, I feel my mom’s eyes on me. I glance over at her. She smiles brightly at me. I know it is her way of saying ‘you have a good one there. Don’t mess it up.’ I return the smile and nod.
She focuses back on the movie. I reach down and kiss the top of Gracie’s head. She looks up at me and flashes her beautiful smile at me. It is enough to make my heart beat quicken. I am in deep. I kiss her lips softly, and we turn back to the movie.
Gracie hasn’t mentioned anything about my mom’s offer to stay here. I haven’t brought it up. I don’t want to pressure her. I can only hope she says yes.
“I am going to go to bed and read. I have stolen enough of your night.” Mom says.
Gracie sits up. “You don’t need to. We don’t mind.”
“Thank you, sweetie, but I am sure you have better things to do. I will make the spare bedroom up just in case.” Mom smiles.
“Thank you.” Gracies replies.
We say goodnight to my mom, and she disappears upstairs.
I look at Gracie and tuck the hair behind her ear and kiss her. “Have you made up your mind?”
Gracie sighs. “Are you sure I will not be a bother if I say yes?”
“I promise, you will be no bother at all, Gracie. We would rather you be safe here with us than next door with that monster.”
Gracie falls silent. She is considering what to do. I hope she says yes. I hate it when she is at home, alone with that bastard.
“Okay. I will come and stay.”
“Thank you. You are better here than there.” A relief takes over me knowing she will be safe.
“I will wait and get my thighs tomorrow. I don’t want to go tonight. He will be drunk and ready for me.”
“Tomorrow is fine. There is no rush. I can give you something to sleep in and clean clothes for tomorrow.”
Gracie hugs me. “Thank you.”
Having her stay here means I can protect her from him. I still want to kill him after everything he has put her through, but I am not stooping down to his level. Gracies has had enough violence in her life. She doesn’t need me adding to it. Not anymore, he will never get anywhere near her again.
“Do you want to watch the rest in my room?”
“Will your mom be okay with that?” she asks nervously.
“Yes, she doesn’t mind us being in my room. She just doesn’t want us staying in the same room. Oh, only if I knew we had done that a lot of times.” I laugh.
I am surprised we haven’t been caught.
Gracies chuckles. “Yes, let’s not tell her that.”
I jump to my feet and offer Gracie my hand, which she happily takes. I help her up and bring her to my chest, stealing a kiss. She moans softly into my lips and slips her arm around me, pressing her body tightly to mine. I pull away first because I need to let the air back into my lungs. Gracie opens her eyes to look at me. Her breathing is heavy like mine. Smiling, she takes my hand in her and we head up to my bedroom. I pass her a tee and a pair of boxers to sleep in. Gracie turns her back to me, stripping down to her underwear to change.
I watch her. From the spot where I am sitting on my bed. I can’t help myself. My tongue darts along my lips as my eyes fall on the perfect curves of her hips. She is beautiful. I stand from the bed and stroll towards her. I just want to touch her. I step into her, my front to her back. The second I did, her breath catches in her throat, and she leans into me.
I kiss her shoulders. “You are so beautiful.”
Gracie moans softly and reaches her arm up and wraps it around my neck. I trace my fingers over the skin of her back and hips. I am getting carried away. I draw my hand away. “Sorry.”
I don’t want her to feel like I am pushing for anything. Gracie slowly turns to me. I swallow hard as my eyes fall on her half-naked body.
Gracie steps into me. “Sorry for what?”
“Pushing, going too far.”
Gracie slips her arms around my neck, her body pressing to mine. “You didn’t push. I like it when you touch me.”
I grasp her hips. “You do, huh?”
“Yes,” she whispers and covers my lips with hers.
I groan, and my grip on her hips tightens. She reaches over and closes the bedroom. I have no clue what she is doing, but I will find out.
“Just kissing and touching for now.” She mumbles into my lips.
I go to respond, but before I can, she takes the bottom of my tee and pulls it over my head, tossing it aside. Gracie walks us back towards the bed. She pushes me down on it, giggling as she does. I smirk and rest my hands behind my head, waiting for her next move.
Gracies crawls up the bed and towers over me. I groan instantly at the feel of her skin against mine. She claims my lips in hers once again in a rough kiss. A deep growl grumbles in my throat. I dance my fingers down her over, over her ass and thighs. She gasps into my lips.
“I am finding it hard to fight my desire for you, Ryland, every single day.” She whispers and dips her head down to kiss my neck.
Arousal stirs in me with her words because she doesn’t often say such things. Her lips feel good on my neck.
“I know, I am the same, brown eyes, but we take this at your pace.”
Gracie sits up on my stomach and glances down at me. “There must be part of you that is fed up waiting. I know before me, you were having sex, probably a lot of it. Now, you are with me, and you aren’t getting anything.” She says with a sigh.
At first, it was hard for me. I was used to getting my needs sorted any time I wanted them, but not now. I would rather be with Gracie and do what we are doing without the sex than have sex with someone else.
I shake my head. “Not at all. All of that doesn’t matter to me. All I need is you, Greacie.” I smile and stroke her hair.
“Are you sure?”
“Yes. I promise.” I smile.
“Okay. I promise I won’t make you wait too long.”