Free So Sensitive by Anne Rainey

at the sight of Gracie’s creamy tits? Simple, because they belonged to the woman who’d captured his attention that first day she came to work for Cherry. One thing was certain. It would take more than a few nights to get the woman out of his system.
    He didn’t like the thought.
    He was an independent man. He didn’t relish the idea of needing any one particular woman. Variety was the spice of life. Or it had been, before he’d seen Gracie Baron in the buff. Now, Wade didn’t give a damn about variety. He just wanted Gracie.
    Crouching low in front of her, Wade slipped one arm behind her knees and the other beneath her neck, then lifted her, cradling her against his chest. Damn, she felt right there. She felt good. He looked down at her bed and grinned. “I like the big bed, baby. I’m going to need plenty of room for what I have in mind for you tonight.”
    Gracie curled against him, not saying a word. Her acceptance was like tossing gasoline on a live flame. She was giving him her complete trust, and he’d see to it that she didn’t live to regret it. Wade laid her gently in the center of the bed. As he turned on the little lamp on her bedside table, drenching the room in a soft glow, Gracie groaned. “I’d rather have the light off.”
    He sat down next to her. “You promised to do as I say, baby.”
    “And you want the light on?”
    “Mhmm, I want to see your pretty body.” Her skin was the gentlest shade of ivory. So delicate, so easily marred. He’d need to be careful or risk adding to her bruises. And that he would never do. “Every inch of you is beautiful, Gracie.”
    “You don’t have to say that, you know.”
    “You mean compliment you?” She nodded, the blush that stole over her cheeks turning his heart to mush. “It’s true. From the curve of your hips, to these perfectly pierced breasts.” He flicked one nipple, emphasizing his point, and smiled when she sucked in a breath. “Your nipples are the exact pink shade of bubble gum. It makes me want to pop them both into my mouth.”
    He dipped his head and licked at the candied confection, savoring the sweet taste of her. This moment would be etched in his brain forever.
    He suckled on her hardened nipple, leisurely flicking his tongue back and forth over the ring, creating a maelstrom of need inside them both.
    Gracie arched upward, thrusting her flesh into his voracious mouth even farther. When he gently bit down, he was forced to wrap an arm around her to keep her from wiggling and possibly hurting herself. When he released her breast, Gracie pleaded for more. He switched his attention to her other breast, taking his time, savoring the unique flavor of his little red-haired angel.
    When he lifted away, slowly releasing his hold on her, Gracie’s eyes were closed. His cock swel ed another inch at the sight of her. Wet nipples, glistening from his ministrations, her body splayed out for his pleasure.
    “Open your eyes for me, sweetheart.” Slowly, her lashes fluttered open. Green fire touched him everywhere at once. He’d intended to bring her pleasure, to keep his damn pants zipped and careful y see to her needs, saving his own for when she was back in fighting form. Seeing Gracie open and aroused had the ability to kick his good intentions right out the window.
    “Make love to me, Wade.”
    And then she just had to go and say that.
    He took a few seconds to rebuild the cage around his libido before replying, “When we make love, it’s going to be hard, rough, and plentiful.
    You’re too bruised for al the things I want to do with you, sweetheart.”
    Her eyes widened. “But I thought—”
    He placed a finger against her lips. “Do you trust me, Gracie?”
    She nodded as if too overwhelmed to speak. He understood the feeling wel . “Then open your legs for me,” he urged. “Invite me in, baby.” At first he was afraid she’d balk, too modest and innocent to expose herself so blatantly, but she only hesitated for a split