Hope y'all packed for a sauna people! ;) Song is Heaven by Julia Michaels.... Enjoy!
West's POV:
Dear God this woman was going to be the death of me.
That was the only thought that was on replay as Grace trailed her fingers over my skin. It was meant as an innocent touch but that didn't stop my body from reacting to her touch. I grit my teeth as I began to swell and a hot flash of heat chased up my neck to my scalp. I held perfectly still as Grace ran her fingers down my cheeks to my jaw and paused there. A small little frown curled the corners of her mouth downwards the slightest bit. It distracted me the slightest bit and I was able to grasp the thread of my control. It was tiny, so fragile that the smallest slip would snap it in two. "Why are you clenching your teeth. Ty?" Her question had me snapping back to the present as her hand remained on my jaw. With concerted effort I relaxed my jaw and leaned into her hand hard enough so that she can feel it. "Better?" She smiled and nodded then cocked her head and gave me a little impish grin. "Do you mind if I," She paused and bit her lip drawing my attention to it. I wanted to seize it in my teeth and bite down on it to see how she reacted.
I felt my cock twitch at the though and I ground my teeth again before taking a deep breath and slowly releasing it. I gripped the string that was my self control tighter. A sudden breeze blew through the trees and her sweet jasmine scent filled my nose making my mouth water and my cock harden further. Another deep breath and release before I speak. "Do I mind if you what, sweetheart?" A light pink color flushed her cheeks and I couldn't help but brush a finger over the bloom of her cheek. She was silent for a moment before she summoned her courage and asked. "Can I touch you from the torso up?" I blinked in surprise at her directness. While she'd always been honest from when we met she had never been this frank in what she wanted. When I waited too long to respond she said. "Please?" My lids slid closed on their own accord and my breath left me in a whoosh. Grace may as well have kneed me in the balls. I opened my eyes and flicked my gaze to the sky as if asking for guidance. When no answer came I girded myself and nodded.
Rather than speak I reach down and tug my shirt off and drop it beside us on the blanket. This so wasn't a good idea but I didn't even have it in me to refuse her request. "Play until your hearts content." A bright but impish smile flashed across her face and she began her assault. She slowly trailed them down my throat to my collar bone and paused again. She seemed to sense my iron grip on that teeny tiny thread that was my control. Leaning forward she kisses my cheek with a smile. "Relax Ty, I'm not going to bite you... hard." A chuckle rumbles out of me at her words. Breathing slowly I stretch out on the blanket and allow her to continue to drive my crazy. At first her touch was hesitant and soft, barely there. They trailed from my collar bone to the width of my shoulders then down one arm closest to her. Chills erupted all over my body and I releases a slow breath and forced myself to relax. Grace trailed her fingers down the outside of my arm to the back of my hand before flipping my arm over and running her fingers along in the inside of my arm back to my chest. There was a pause and my heart thundered in my chest so hard I thought that she could feel it beneath her palm.
I clenched my teeth as her fingers trailed down my chest to my waist stopping just shy of my jeans. My cock was at full mast at this point and wasn't wanting to go down no matter how much of my will I used; not to mention the fact that my jeans were uncomfortably tight because of my hard on didn't help relax me either. The urge to unbutton them and bring Grace's hand down to it was almost too tempting but I somehow managed to keep my hands at my side. This wasn't about me. Her hands swept the width and the length of my torso, breathing was ragged. I allowed my eyes to slide shut as he I lay there and allowed her to touch until her hearts content. That was until her hand settled on my erection causing it to kick against the zipper and her hand. I jackknifed up and grabbed her hand and move it away from the crotch of my zipper the breath seizing in my chest. I look at Grace but her head was lowered squinting at where her hand had just been.
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Leather and Lace
Storie d'amoreGrace Devereaux wasn't always blind. She went eighteen years with her sight until the night of her Senior Prom. Grace and her boyfriend had been in a horrific car accident. Permanently blinded, Grace struggled to come to terms with what happened to...