“Then let me hear you, Jill. Be my good girl and let those pretty sounds out for me.”
He gets his wish. It’s impossible to bury the next cry that bubbles up my throat. The low, pleased noise that scatters overmy pussy intensifies the raging burn inside of me. I’m close—too close.
“I’m going to come,” I warn, gasping.
“Not yet.”
The world tilts. Frustration wells up in my chest, growing bitter when he slows. The suction around my clit disappears, replaced by a slow, lazy drag of his tongue. Cold, bitter disappointment hits me a moment later, and I dig my hands into the pillows above me.
“What?”
“You didn’t ask me for permission,” he says bluntly.
I stare at him in silence, trying to process that. My mind is still so foggy . . . but I swear he just said I couldn’t come without permission.
His chuckle kisses my clit before he swirls his tongue around it. My thighs tense as I press up against the soft, wet touch. Eyes sparking, he draws circles over my swollen nub and then spits again. We both watch while he licks his wet lips and shifts just enough to distract me before?—
“Beg,” he murmurs, jamming three fingers as far as they’ll go inside of me. “Beg me to make you come.”
My lips part around a mumbled plea that I don’t realize I’m saying. My core tightens and flutters around his fingers as he works me, not letting up his pace as it grows relentless. The building tension in my middle ramps up as sharp jolts of pleasure pierce through me.
“Louder, Jill. Beg.Me.”
I crack. “Please!Pleasemake me come.”
He pulls my clit back between his lips and suckshardas a growled noise escapes him. Stars flick across my vision as I stab my nails into my palms and kick my legs out. Grayson takes one by the knee and loops it over his shoulder before pressing harder into my pussy, eating me alive.
It’s wet and messy and so fucking hot. He presses my thigh to his clean-shaven jaw and buries his face, knuckles slamming against my opening. When I tumble over the edge, he catches me. I let the release slam down any remaining walls around my mind, leaving me completely exposed.
I mewl when he slips his fingers free and crawls up my body. His lips are wet when he kisses me. My taste explodes between us when his tongue dives into my mouth, tangling with mine. The fact that he’s still completely dressed unsettles me as the fabric of his shirt rubs across my naked chest.
Without thinking twice, I’ve got my fingers working on the remaining buttons holding it together. Once they’re undone, he shrugs it off and pulls his arms free, all without breaking our kiss. I reach lower this time and pull at the zipper of his slacks.
“Do you want to keep going?” he asks.
I answer immediately. “Yes.”
“Then I’m going to fuck you.”
A shiver runs down the entire length of my body. I nod and reach for any remaining shreds of my confidence before palming the rigid length of his cock. His grunt is dark and almost pained. Even trapped away in his dress pants, I can feel how big he is. A cool, wet sensation expands against my skin when I press harder, attempting to curl my fingers around him.
Lowering my gaze, I stare at where I’m touching him. He throbs in my hold, and that wet sensation spreads before he snaps a hand down to cover mine, lifting it away.
“Don’t make me come a second time outside of your cunt, sweetheart.”
My breath stutters. “A second time?”
Without answering me, he pulls back. My lips are instantly cold, still stained with my arousal. That doesn’t matter. As I watch him stand from the bed and drop his pants, not much else does. His cock slaps against his stomach—holy fuck.
It’s huge. Veins trail up the thick shaft, leading to the angry red tip that shines in the lamplight. The entire length of him is wet. Like he . . . came in his underwear.
Five fingers wrap around the lower half of his length as he strokes himself. My mouth waters, and my pussy drips as I watch in anticipation, almost nervous. Grayson’s bigger than anyone I’ve ever been with. There’s no contest. And I haven’t had sex in months.
“Do you really think that will fit?” I blurt out.
“I’ll make it fit.”
And that’s that.
