Chapter 296
Chapter 54
The air between them was electric, charged with a desperation that had been building all night, all day–perhaps even longer. Graham’s hands trembled a they traced the curve of her body, his touch urgent but reverent, as if he were both claiming her and worshipping her all at once. There was no finesse tonight, no slow, teasing buildup. The need between them was too overwhelming, too primal to be restrained. It was as if the world had narrowed to this moment, to the two of them, and nothing else mattered,
His eyes burned with a hunger that made her breath catch in her throat. “I can’t wait,” he murmured, his voice rough and strained, each word heavy with desire. “I’ve waited too long already.” His fingers found the warmth between her legs, and she gasped, her body arching into his touch as if drawn by som invisible force. He moved with a fierce determination, his touch igniting a fire that spread through her veins, consuming her from the inside out.
“Graham,” she whispered, her voice breaking as pleasure coiled tight within her. His name became a mantra on her lips, a plea and a promise all at once. She clung to him, her fingers digging into his shoulders as he brought her to the edge and held her there, suspended in a moment of pure, unrelenting ne Every stroke of his fingers, every whispered word, every ragged breath they shared felt like a revelation, as if they were discovering something new about each other, about themselves.
When he finally pulled away, she felt the loss of his touch like a physical ache, a void that only he could fill. But he was already moving, his hands fumblin with the buttons of his suit jacket. The fabric fell away, revealing the hard lines of his body, the tension in his muscles as he stripped away the last barriers between them. His chest rose and fell with each labored breath, his skin glistening in the dim light. He was a vision of raw, untamed desire, and she couldn
look away.
He reached for the bedside drawer, his movements quick but deliberate. The condom was in his hand, and for a moment, he paused, his eyes locking with hers. The intensity in his gaze was almost too much to bear, but she held it, refusing to look away. This was their moment, their connection, and she wante to be present for every second of it.
With practiced ease, he rolled the condom onto his hardness, his jaw tightening as he let out a low, guttural groan.
The room was thick with tension, the air heavy with the weight of their shared desire. Isla’s heart raced, her body still humming from the way Graham had touched her, the way he had brought her to the edge of pleasure with such fierce determination. But as her eyes fell on him, on the sheer size of his hardness, a sudden wave of fear crashed over her, drowning out everything else.
All her earlier indignation, the sensual haze he had wrapped her in–it all dissolved into the background, replaced by a sharp, paralyzing panic. Her throat went dry, her breath coming in shallow gasps as she stared at him, her mind racing. It wasn’t going to fit. It couldn’t. She was convinced of it.
“Graham, no,” she whispered, her voice trembling. “I–I think you’re too big for me.” The words tumbled out in a rush, her fear spilling over. She wasn’t st nervous; she was terrified. The thought of him trying to fit inside her, of the pain it might cause, sent a cold shiver down her spine. She pulled back slightly, her body instinctively recoiling even as her heart ached to stay close to him.
Graham paused, his eyes softening as he took in her expression. He could see the fear in her eyes, the way her chest rose and fell with each frantic bepath. For a moment, he said nothing, simply watching her, his gaze steady and reassuring. Then, slowly, a smile tugged at the corners of his lips- but tender, understanding.
“Trust me, darling,” he said, his voice low and soothing, like a balm to her frayed nerves. “You’re going to be a perfect fit.” He reached for her, he hand brushing against her cheek, his touch gentle but firm. “I would never hurt you. Not ever.”
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