Chapter Thirteen
Vitus’s frustration from the week came out in the rough kiss. He respected her boundaries. That’s why he’d never pressed more than she wanted. Or at least what he thought she wanted.
But this was different. He didn’t just want her. She wanted him. He could smell her excitement in the air.
With ease, Vitus lifted the small woman off the floor and placed her on top of a cold metal table in the back of the cooler. Her legs wound around him, and he groaned against her mouth.
All week he’d had to suffer being hard near her but not being able to do anything about it. Just touching her like this damn near had him coming in his pants.
Grace rocked against him, and he growled loudly.
She broke away from his mouth to look over toward the door. “Maybe we shouldn’t do this. Tina could walk in any moment,” she said slightly breathless.
“So?” Vitus grinned. “And then she’d walk right back out.”
His mouth met Grace’s again. She sighed against him as he pressed his tongue between her lips. She opened to him, and they dueled in her mouth. Vitus let out another low rumble.
He let his hands rove over her now, sliding up her tiny waist until his thumb brushed the side of her breasts. How he’d dreamed about this moment. Grace shivered in his arms, and he smiled around her mouth.
Everything was perfect. She was so responsive to him, as if she craved him as much as he craved her. Before he’d thought he understood the Vestal-hybrid connection, but now he was truly beginning to understand what it meant: a connection of heart, soul, and body.
Vitus let one hand trail from her side over the curve of her breast until he’d reached a button on her blouse. He didn’t care about anything: the chill in the air or employees who might walk in. The only person important was on the table right in front of him.
With three quick movements, he had the buttons undone and was sliding his hands along the skin at her collar bone. So soft.
Grace pulled back from his mouth as he traced the line of her bra. The soft see-through white fabric there hid nothing from him.
Vitus bit down another growl. “Did you wear this for me?” he asked, his voice low and deep. He resisted the urge to tear the rest of her clothes off.
She nodded slowly, her cheeks reddening.
Vitus leaned in toward her mouth. “Say it, Grace.”
Her blush spread from her cheeks to her entire face. “I wore it for you,” she whispered.
That was all Vitus wanted or needed to hear. He leaned forward and covered the pink tip of her breast with his mouth and rolled his tongue over the fabric, using the rough feel of it to heighten the feeling for her.
Grace rolled her head back, and Vitus glanced up the column of her throat. Her cheeks and lips were pink from his kisses.
She was beautiful. The most beautiful woman in the world. He couldn’t believe he’d gone so many years without being with her.
Vitus pulled back from her breast with a pop, and she glanced down at him. She watched him as he slowly made his way to the other breast. His mouth hovered just over the tender peak.
“Do you like that?” he said.
“Vitus,” she groaned.
He gave a small smile before closing the distance once again. Grace’s mouth opened as she began to breathe heavily. Puffs of air billowed from her mouth as she did so in the cold room.
More than anything, he wanted to be inside her, but he resisted the urge. Their true first time needed to be special. Not like this. Not in some back room in her store.
Still he had to have more, or he’d go crazy. If anything, just a taste. Something to get him by for now.
Grace moaned and couldn’t believe how good it felt.
This was nothing like when she played with her nipples. Not even close. She wasn’t sure what the heck he was doing with his tongue, but whatever it was, she never wanted it to end.
Her insides were already clenching with need. His thick erection was still clearly pressed against her as her hips moved of their own accord. Would they actually have sex in her cooler? She wasn’t sure. She couldn’t even say that she didn’t want it.
Grace knew in the back of her mind that it was a bad idea. She was clearly setting a bad example doing something like this. But the attraction was overwhelming her, more and more each day.
Vitus was all she ever seemed to think about. Maybe if she caved just this once, she’d be cured of her addiction and could get him out of her mind for a while.
Even the lie seemed hollow as she said it in her head, but it was all she had for now.
Grace gasped loudly and looked down her body as his hand brushed the inside of her thigh. Her skirt was hiked up nearly around her waist now, although she couldn’t remember when that had happened.
Vitus stared at her as he continued to suck on her nipple through her bra, a clear smirk still on his face as his other hand brushed closer to her center.
Her breath seemed to still the closer he got. Her body trembled as his fingers made their way to the juncture of her thighs.
A low, deep moan echoed in the room, and for a moment, she didn’t even recognize her own voice.
When at last his finger traced the line of her panties, Grace nearly came right there. Her back arched to press herself into his hand.
Grace gripped his shoulders, the dark fabric of his shirt bunched under her fingers.
“Relax,” Vitus said as he pulled back from her breast.
His words did nothing as he slid down her body, his face now flush with her most secret area.
“You can’t be there,” she said, her heart racing. She’d let things get out of hand.
Vitus frowned and looked up to where she was trying to right herself. “Why?”
Her throat ran dry. “I haven’t…” She paused, not really sure what to say. “I don’t…”
Her words died in her throat as he leaned in closer, pulling her white lace thong to the side.
“Did you wear this for me?” Vitus whispered.
He looked up to where she sat, and she wished like crazy he didn’t have those stupid contacts in. She wanted to see the blazing blue like in the dream.
Grace nodded.
Vitus smiled and continued to move forward. “Good.”
All the oxygen from her lungs escaped in one rush of air as his mouth closed over her center.
Slick, so slick. Better than her fingers by a long shot, and he knew just where to press as if he’d been studying her body his entire life.
Her hips moved off the table, and only his powerful hand could make her sit back down.
Grace gasped again when Vitus pulled the scrap of fabric to the side and swiped between her folds with his amazing tongue.
“Let me show you how much I want you,” he groaned.
Grace closed her eyes as he worked his mouth over her center, his tongue flicking against the tender nub there and then delving inside her, as if she were the most delicious thing he’d ever tasted.
He moaned against her clit, and the sensation sent a jolt right to her middle. She opened her eyes to stare at him.
Vitus had his mouth buried against her, his eyes watching her as he now thrust deep inside.
Never in her life had she been more turned on than she was at that moment. She came with his mouth on her. Her orgasm swept through, and she could feel her juices as they rushed out. She threw a hand over her mouth to stifle her cry.
Vitus only sucked harder, dragging it out until her toes curled from how amazing it was.
When he finally pulled back, Grace could see her juices on his chin as he grinned up at her.
“You’re beautiful,” he said.
Of all the things he could have said, that was the least expected. Her chest tightened as the heat of another blush spread across her face.
Not sure what to say, Grace awkwardly climbed down off the table and made her way to the door. She stepped out into the back room, only then realizing how warm she had been in such a cool place.
“Grace,” Vitus said, following close behind.
She turned and stared at him. Not really sure what to say.
“Hey, a customer wants to know how much for these pickled eggs. Gross.”
Grace jumped as Tina stepped into the room. The young teen looked between the two of them and for a moment, Grace was certain they had been discovered.
“You got a fever or something?” she asked Grace. “You look a little red.”
Grace shook her head quickly. “We were just disagreeing about juicy fruit. I love mine when it’s dribbling down my chin.”
She turned to glare at Vitus as he grinned stupidly back at her.
“Okay…” Tina said, rolling her eyes. “So about these eggs?”
Grace snapped her attention back to the teen. “$7.99.”
The girl wrinkled her nose. “For this? Seems like a rip off, but okay.”
Tina turned and made her way out of the back. Grace had nearly escaped herself before Vitus’s large hand landed on her arm. Suddenly she was tangled up against his chest once more.
“Now that I’ve had a taste, I’m not letting you run anymore,” Vitus said, his voice low and quiet as he spoke.
Grace’s heart was already thumping wildly in her chest again.
His mouth landed on hers, and she could taste herself there. Something about it was as erotic as what they had just done.
When Vitus pulled back, again she thought of his blue eyes.
“We’ll continue this later tonight,” he said softly. He glanced over toward the door. “When we know we won’t be interrupted.”
Grace nodded and was surprised when he stepped away. Vitus grinned as he made his way over to the doors leading back to the main room of the store.
“Later, Grace.”
With that Vitus made his way out, leaving her with a million emotions.