“No, I’m good,” she said, biting her bottom lip and stepping toward me.
So damn adorable.
“Get over here,” I told her, beckoning with one finger.
She did and then it was on. That fire I’d felt between us that first night kindled and ignited the moment our lips touched, andI knew it wasn’t an accident. Gray and I had unfinished business. Naked business.
Like last time, I backed her into the bedroom, but this time we got our clothes off as quickly as possible. My brain hit a snag, however, when I got her down to her underwear, which was lacy and a dark green and looked fucking fantastic on her.
“Holy shit, look atyou,” I said, leaning back to get the full picture. She was blushing, of course.
“Do you like it?”
“You look incredible,” I said, running my hands over her ass and squeezing it. The texture of the lace on her skin was so erotic I couldn’t even think.
I’d put on a nice bra and bottoms that were a matching set, but they were plain black and unexciting. She’d really stepped up her game and I’d dropped the ball. At least I’d gotten my act together with the toys and having the bed ready.
Gray let out a little giggle that I had to swoop in and get a taste of as I pushed her further and then got her on the bed.
“Towels. Smart,” she said a little breathlessly as I draped myself over her.
“This time I was better prepared. Liaisons mean towels, I guess.” What the hell was I yapping about? Gray in lingerie had wrecked me. The only thing better than her wearing it would be her naked.
I sat up and undid my bra, pulling it off and tossing it on a chair.
Gray reached up and cupped my breasts and I moaned.
“I’ve missed these,” she said.
“Just them?” I asked, looking down.
“Not just them.”
Well now I had to kiss her again.
I did that and then removed the very nice lingerie. Maybe I could convince her to put it on again later when we were both totally exhausted so I could look at her wearing it.
For now, I had this gorgeous naked woman on my bed looking up at me with so much desire that I felt like I was burning from the inside.
“What do you want, lovely?” I asked. I couldn’t help myself from using that particular word for her.
“You know what I want,” she whispered as I stroked her neck and moved my hand lower.
“You going to cry for me tonight?”
She nodded eagerly. “Yes. If you make me.”
I smiled. “Don’t worry. I will.”
Now that we had more time and I knew this wouldn’t be the last, I didn’t have to rush. I didn’t have to worry that I needed to live out every fantasy right now or else I wouldn’t get another chance.
I began by brushing the lightest of kisses on her skin, starting with her face and working my way down. I whispered against her skin as she whimpered and squirmed and tried to get me to give her more. My lips ghosted across her nipples and I could tell she was getting annoyed, but that was exactly what I wanted.
This was going to be excruciating, just the way she asked for. She knew she could say stop, and I would.
But she didn’t. Not even when I asked her to flip over so I could give her beautiful back the same treatment.
“What a gorgeous peach,” I said, floating my lips across her ass. It was full and jiggly and maybe someday I’d ask her if she wanted to try impact play, because this was an ass made for spanking. Not tonight. Later.
