Page 17 of Twisted Up Over You


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“Jesus. Do you lift?” I asked her. She flexed her arms.

“A little. You’re also easy to toss around.” She leaned down and gave me a kiss as she swept her tongue into my mouth.

“Give me two taps if you need a breath or a break, okay? While you suffocating under me sounds sexy in theory, that’s not my kink.”

I laughed. It wasn’t mine either.

Mal swung her leg over me and it took a little bit of positioning to get everything where it needed to be.

“Well isn’t this convenient,” she said, reaching down to twist at one of my nipples.

“Oh, fuck,” I said, forgetting what I was doing for a moment. And then she was perched above me and all I could see was slick, sweet skin that I couldn’t wait to taste.

“You ready, lovely?” she asked me. I should have just told her “yes,” but instead I gave her a thumbs up. Like a dumbass.

I couldn’t see her face, but I heard and felt her laugh. My fingers dug into her thighs and guided her right where I needed her to be.

And then I was surrounded by heat and fire and sweetness and oh mygod, if she killed me I wouldn’t mind.

Mal held herself mostly still as I dove right in with my tongue and suction and teeth scraping gently. Sure, breathing was a bit of a task, but I wasn’t that attached to it. I’d rather get her to keep making those deep and desperate sounds that I could just barely hear.

She was holding herself back from grinding against me, so I tried to move her hips to show her that it was okay. That I wanted her to take what she wanted from me. Getting her off was my main mission right now and I would do anything she needed.With only a little coaxing, she found her own rhythm and started to move against me as I did my best to lick and suck and be right where she needed me.

“Oh fuck, right there, yes, that’s it, you’re doing so good, you’re amazing.” Mal kept up a string of praise as she leaned forward to get the best angle. Her legs had also started shaking around me, making me feel like I was in the midst of the sexiest earthquake ever.

Fuck me, she tasted incredible and she didn’t hold back, and I knew she was going to come all over my face and drown me.

I tasted the little flutters just before she climaxed, letting out wordless sounds and gasps that I wished I could hear more clearly.

I lapped her up, greedy to taste all of her desire.

Mal leaned forward and then fell to my right on the bed, panting and letting out a little laugh.

“Holy shit, did I drown you?” One of her legs nudged my shoulder.

“Not in any way I didn’t love,” I told her, turning my head and grinning at her, my face, neck, and upper chest wet and sweaty.

“I’ve made a mess of you, Gray.” I guess she was back to using my name again. I tried not to be too disappointed.

“It’s okay,” I told her, still buzzing. Give me a few more minutes and I’d be ready to go again. Well, give me some water and a snack and I’d be ready. Sex always took a lot out of me, in a good way. I’d forgotten that part.

Mal pushed herself up, her hair escaping the ponytail and floating around her face. She looked like a debauched fae princess. How the hell was she so beautiful? And how the hell was I lucky enough to see her like this?

“I don’t know about you, but I could use a little break for some food and a shower. Is that okay?” She seemed almosttentative, as if she was worried about my response. “Or we can call it a night right now. Whatever you want, Gray.”

What I wanted was to get my hands in that hair again. What I wanted was to roll around naked with her until I didn’t know a taste in my mouth that wasn’t her.

“That sounds good to me. The first option. If you don’t mind.”

Her smile was bright. “Perfect.”

Chapter Eight

Mal

I hauledGray upright and towed her toward the shower. She was all warm and pliant in a way that made me want to toss her back in bed and make her cry and come again. But we both needed a breather, of sorts, so I turned on the water, got her a towel from my closet, and made sure the water wasn’t too hot before I pulled her into the shower with me.

“You can use whatever you want,” I told her, gesturing to my products. She picked up a few of my haircare bottles.