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Unfinished Business

Grant’s POV

“Turn around and go back, Garrison,” I barked at my driver. I needed to get back to Elizabeth. I couldn’t leave things with her the way they were. It was outside of my nature to not take what I wanted. And I wanted her.

“Did you forget something, Sir?” Garrison asked, looking at me in the rearview mirror now that the privacy screen was down.

“Yeah, the girl.”

I caught the flash of his teeth before he focused back on the road.

As soon as the car came to a halt outside her building, I sent Garrison home and sprinted up the stairs to Elizabeth’s floor. I knocked abruptly and braced my hands on the doorframe to calm my breathing and heart rate as best I could.

It was no use, as soon as I heard the sound of the chain and deadbolt being undone, my heart skipped and immediately began a heavy pounding rhythm. She started to ask me a question, but instead of listening I stalked towards her with a single-minded focus.

“I couldn’t leave,” I murmured and then pressed her against the wall, thoroughly enjoying the way her body felt against mine. Being this close to her made me instantly hard. I had never reacted to another woman the way my body responded to her. She was under my skin and we hadn’t even known each other long.

“Invite me in, Elizabeth. I won’t leave here until I’ve had you beneath me, writhing and moaning and calling my name. Invite me in.” I was a tenacious man with an unparalleled power of persuasion. She was going to be mine tonight. I may have given her what she wanted earlier and walked away, but that wasn’t happening again.

I could see the indecision on her face. I knew she wanted me, but was too afraid to make that leap. The wait was nearly killing me.

“Don’t deny yourself what I know you want. Invite me in,” I whispered after running my tongue up her neck to ear. I felt her shiver and I grinned knowing she was so affected by me. Her body was soft against my hard. Her breathing was coming a little faster and I could feel her nipples through her dress. Yes, she was definitely affected by me.

She drew in a ragged breath and ran her hands up my chest until they were gripping my hair. Then she said the words I would have paid any amount of money to hear from her, “Take me to bed, Grant.”

Wasting no time, I lifted her up and carried her into the bedroom. Setting her on her feet, I turned the lamp on next to the bed. I pulled her into my arms and kissed her like a man should kiss a woman. It was full of passion and was unhurried. I put all my feelings into that kiss. I wanted her to know that she was different from the other women I casually fucked. Elizabeth understood me. She saw me. And that wasn’t something I was going to take for granted.

At the first touch of her soft, smooth skin under my fingers, my control slipped. I groaned and deepened the kiss, taking from her. And she gave. She gave me everything I could have possibly wanted. I was beginning to think she was made for me.

My fingers slowly pulled her zipper down so I could see more of her. When Elizabeth’s dress pooled at her feet and she stood before me in a skimpy black bra and underwear, I swallowed hard. My fingers itched to do a million different things to her and for her all at once.

“I couldn’t ask for a more perfect gift. You’re like a god damned dream.” I weighed my next words for a moment. She needed to know what to expect from me in the bedroom. I really hoped it wouldn’t be a deal breaker. “Elizabeth, you should know something about me. I like control, and I want and expect you to give it to me. I promise you won’t regret it. I can make you feel things you’ve never imagined, if you’ll trust me.”

“Do you mean bondage or whatever? Like BDSM?” She looked nervous, so I closed the distance between us, needing to touch her again.

“No. I mean that while we’re in the bedroom, I don’t want you to think. Just feel. Let me guide your body. That isn’t to say I might not want to tie you up, but anything I do will be for your pleasure.”

Yes, Elizabeth. Think about it. Your complete and total pleasure. My dick throbbed at the thought of her screaming out her climax and dragging her nails roughly down my back. I had perfected my art over the years and I knew I could give her an orgasm better than she probably thought was possible.

“Okay.” Her soft words were like a caress in an intimate place.

“You won’t regret it. I promise. Right now, we’ll get you acclimated to what I like. Let’s take it slow.  No matter what, Elizabeth, I want you to keep your hands at your sides. Can you do that?”

I smiled when she agreed and reached out to unhook her bra. I slowly pulled it from her breasts, watching as her nipples tightened further with the contact. God I needed to taste them.

“Beautiful,” I murmured and then sucked her breast into my mouth. When she stopped herself before she grabbed my head, I told her, “See, when you listen I’ll reward you. If you hadn’t stopped yourself, I wouldn’t continue to pleasure you.”

“Grant, please,” she begged and I liked it. I liked the sound so much I had to push this forward or I was going to need some relief myself.

“I want you to take off your panties and then lay back on the bed.” When she got in position, I continued, “Now prop your heels on the bed and spread your legs wide.”

When she hesitated, I commanded her to do it. To trust me.

I was honored when she chose to obey me. To put her faith in me as a man and as a lover.

I positioned myself between her knees and looked at all her beauty. “You have the most beautiful pussy, Elizabeth. I’ve never seen anything quite so breathtaking. I bet you’re going to taste even better.”

I wasn’t lying to her. She was in fact the most beautiful creature to ever grace me with her presence and I wasn’t ashamed to admit I was drooling at the thought of tasting her sweet cream.

Anticipation is a powerful aphrodisiac. For as much I wanted to take her, I knew I needed to prove to her that I could make this earth shattering and mind blowing. I wanted her to come back for more. After making her squirm and wonder what my next move was, my fingers opened her and I got my first taste.

Heaven.

I pinned her down on the bed and devoured her. I couldn’t get enough.

When her eyes met mine, I couldn’t look away from what I saw. Her face was rapt with pleasure. Her cheeks were flushed and her eyes were glazed. She was close. I slipped my fingers inside her and stroked her in just the right spot. She came hard, her body shaking violently under my attention.

I stood up and undressed myself while Elizabeth’s hungry eyes raked over my body, making my cock jump against my stomach. At the sight, I watched her hand reach down between her legs.

“Tsk, tsk. Did I tell you to touch yourself?” I chastised.

Before I knew what was happening, she was on her knees in front of me and her hands were on me. She stroked me before teasing me with her tongue. And then her mouth closed around me and I had to clench my muscles to keep from coming like a god damned teenager. She worked me expertly and enthusiastically. It was too much. I didn’t want to come down her throat. I wanted to come deep inside her. I called up my willpower and pulled her away. She protested, but I didn’t care. I was taking back the control.

Following my instructions, Elizabeth positioned herself on the bed facing the headboard. I rolled a condom down my length, gritting my teeth at the friction. She really did have me close to the edge. I positioned myself behind her and petted her, while my lips explored her neck, shoulders and back. And she waited patiently for me. Just like I wanted. Perfect.

Once I felt my body was calm enough, I praised her for doing as I said and then I slammed into her.

It. Was. Fucking. Spectacular.

Her tight sheath sucked me in and invited me to stay. She was wet. She was soft. And she fit me like a glove.

I thrust in and out of her, reveling in every fucking sensation. Cataloging every sound, movement and feeling. When she was getting close, my fingers stroked her clit, making her pant harder and tilt her ass higher. Amazing.

“Fuck,” she screamed and I felt like a fucking king. She came so hard and long that I barely made it through her squeezing me like a vise before I groaned her name and came with an intensity I hadn’t had in a really long time.

If I hadn’t been sure before, I knew now. Elizabeth Ward was mine and I was going to stop at nothing to keep her with me forever.

© Jessica Ingro

 

Love, Your Concierge by Jessica Ingro

My rating: 5 of 5 stars

*ARC Given to Blog for Honest Review*

4.5 ‘kissed the tip of my nose’ “I’ve got you.” Kisses

I’ll go ahead and get this out of the way right now….best Jessica Ingro book I have read to date. *slow golf clap* This book was…amazing…awesome…stupendous. I was taken on a complete journey with Grant and Elizabeth and while I loved some parts more than others, I was 100% emotionally there and I completely enjoyed their story.

Elizabeth Ann Ward….my sweet, independent Elizabeth. I have to say her independence was the first thing that attracted me to her character…she’s strong, self-assured and has a lot to be proud of. She has great friends, a loving mother that she has taken care of since her father’s death and she has built a great business doing something that she loves and excels at and she basically did it all on her own, which is even more impressive. Life is good. She may not have everything she ever dreamed of…but she is happy and content living the good life she has. Until Grant Morgan crashes into her life. Before Grant, I don’t think love or relationships were even a factor in Elizabeth’s thinking…not that she never considered them, but she’s just very focused on her career…and Grant through her for a loop. Now…I have to be honest…for the most part, I was 100% on Team Elizabeth, but there were times in this book that I was frustrated with some of her actions…I could understand them, I knew where they were coming from, but at the same time I was wagging my finger at her and shaking my head. At the same time…we’re all human and we’re allowed to make our own mistakes and decisions, just because I wouldn’t have done it, doesn’t mean I can’t understand the logic behind it.

‘Being a personal assistant allowed me to be the control freak that I knew, deep down, I really was. Organization, control and essentially telling people how to run their lives – these are the things I specialize in. Throw a challenge my way, and I will beat it every time. I am that good!’

Grant Morgan…mmmm….Grant does things to me…things that I like. I like his dominance…it’s not over the top, not like a ‘master’ or anything like that but he’s a strong, powerful, confident man who knows what he wants, what he likes and he usually gets both. He’s been hurt…he has a past and he’s learned what works for him…he also knows what he wants when he sees it. Of course all that combined with his delicious T.D.H gorgeous exterior package (curly brown hair…blue eyes…tall…muscles…yum!) makes me weak in the knees just thinking about it but it was so much more than that. It was his actions and what he did with Elizabeth…once Grant unleashed that ‘romantic’ side…I was a lost cause. His ability to care for her and give into the fact that he could open to another person again…I couldn’t get enough. Grant would occasionally have these moments…I like to call them word vomit, where it was like he was being completely open and honest with Elizabeth and truly saying what was on his heart and mind…those were the best moments ever. That’s when I truly fell in love with him. So…Grant’s not perfect either…he’s a guy and he’s protective over his heart because it’s been broken in the past, so I understand that…but there was one particular instance when I really wish I could have kneed him in the balls. It’s pretty bad. Oh but never fear…he makes up for it. 😉

‘I’d fantasized about what he looked like underneath his typical three-piece power suits, but never once did those fantasies come anywhere close to touching the real thing. Holy shit. I felt an orgasm coming on just from looking at him. And I was welcoming it with open arms.
This wasn’t right. It couldn’t be possible. You read this shit in books. You did not live it in real life. It was like he had cast some sort of spell over me, turning me into mush and ramping up my hormones whenever he was around.’

So obviously Grant and Elizabeth are hot…fuckin sizzling-off-my-kindle hot. (This is Jessica we’re talking about…this woman has written some of the hottest sex scene’s I’ve ever read – and I’m a dirty book whore kinda gal 😉 ) Their relationship is not completely based on sex, but their physical connection is what pulled me in at first. Their sexual pull is so strong…it’s fierce and tangible and electric and it’s all wrapped up in understatedly sexy things that he says and looks they give each other, casual touches and all this tension that just is balled up into a force that knocked me on my ass. I loved when they were together, watching them feed off of each other…his need for control and her willingness to give it…they just complimented each other very well and their intense relationship was very addictive. But I am a romantic at heart and they do have some very sweet and intimate moments together that don’t involve sex…and that’s was truly connected me to them as a couple.

“You have no idea how much I care for you, do you? I need you, Elizabeth.”

Now…I pride myself on being able to pick up on plot lines – I don’t try to…it just comes naturally, and I’m not trying to humble brag here…but I usually figure things out before they happen. This plot line….totally blindsided me…in all the best ways…and I loved it. It was unique…the pace was great…I never felt that it got stiff or boring and the surprises just kept coming. It wasn’t just the plot that kept me intrigued but every single one of the characters…from Maya (Elizabeth’s bestie…I loved their banter) to Matt (the friend and casual hook up…that kinda squeezed my heart…totally didn’t see that coming!) and of course Travis (Elizabeth client/Grant’s friend)…each have their own special part in making the story line and how everything plays out and I cannot imagine the story without them. Most of the book is told from Elizabeth’s POV…in fact, we don’t get Grant’s POV until a good portion into the book…it’s kind of a surprise, but it’s more like that excited surprise that you get giddy over. We switch POV’s a few time throughout the rest of the book but it’s not predictable or scheduled…and it fits. It flows with what is happening and the need/purpose for having his POV is completely necessary. It helps explains things so much better and I enjoyed his POV.

‘“Because you are mine.” In between each word, he pounded into me with a strength that was amazing considering we had been going at it for some time. “Tell me you’re mine, Elizabeth. That no other man will ever be able to touch you. To taste you. To love you. Say it and I’ll et you come.”
“I’m yours. Only yours. Forever Grant,” I yelled at him, needing him to push me over the edge already.’

I have said it before (I think…or if I haven’t, then I have thought it before 🙂 )…Jessica Ingro has an insane talent for writing amazing characters that basically expel all kinds of emotion from me. Some good emotion…some bad emotion…but the fact that her characters can create such feelings from me…IMO…that’s one of the signs of a talented writer. I’m an emotional reader so if I don’t feel it…then I can’t connect…so it’s almost a given that I will always connect with Jessica’s books. And a completely random fact…I love the chapter titles in LYC. Such a minor little detail but very few authors name chapters, which is fine – it’s a personal thing but…I loved it. A lot. Like…to the point where I got excited at the end of a chapter because I couldn’t wait for that little tid bit to get me excited about the next one. Yes…I’m a dork like that.

“This is where we started, Elizabeth. You, me, and the stars. I lost my heart to you that night and I’m standing here now to tell you that you can keep it. I want you to have my heart forever.”

I’m a series lover but seriously…this was the best standalone I’ve read so far this year. LYC was a fantastic blend of sex…angst…emotion and fabulous characters. I couldn’t get enough and the ending was shear HEA bliss…which is possibly why the Epilogue is titled Bliss…coincidence? I think not. 😉 I cannot wait to see what comes out of Miss. Ingro’s head next…because it’s sure to keep me on my toes.

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Jessica is the author of the Love Square series. She grew up in Central New York, where she spends her days as a Security Analyst at an IT consulting company. In her free time, she enjoys reading books and developing ideas for her own stories. Writing is her secret passion that she’s been fostering since elementary school, when she wrote her first book about a puppy. It has always been a dream of hers to be able to share her stories with the world.

Jessica currently lives in New York with her husband and three dogs.