“Malllllll,” she said as I continued my torture.
“Baby, I’m just getting started,” I told her, and she let out a frustrated sound that was laced with lust.
Once I had her trembling, I rolled her back over and started over with soft touches, but they were just a little harder. Still light, but every time she arched for more, I pulled back.
“Mal!” she screamed when I did it for the third time while playing with her nipples.
“Patience, baby. I’m giving you what you want. You have to trust me, okay?”
She glared at me so adorably that I laughed.
“I hate you right now.”
I leaned down until my face was only a few inches from hers. “No, you don’t.”
“Fuck,” she whispered. “I guess not.”
“That’s what I thought.”
I went back to what I’d been doing, taking my sweet time as she suffered.
My third pass on her body, she was twitching so hard that she almost kicked me a few times. Now I was using my mouth and my hands on her with more pressure and she was so keyed up that she could barely form a coherent sentence.
She really was perfect.
With each round, I had avoided direct touches on her clit or close to it. I wasn’t going there until she was ready. Until she gave me what we both wanted.
“Mal, please. Mal,please.” She started chanting as I slunk down her body, licking every inch of her skin and letting my hands roam freely.
Her voice broke and I wondered if she’d get so desperate that she’d lose her voice begging me. I wouldn’t be upset about that.
“I’m going to take care of you, Gray. I promise. Do you trust me?”
It took a few seconds for her eyes to focus on me. Her pupils were totally blown and there was a glowing sheen of sweat over her whole body.
“Yes. But no. But yes.” She was babbling.
Figuring it was time to turn things up a notch, I slid a pillow under her hips and then pushed her legs further apart as they shook.
Leaning in, I blew a stream of air across her clit, causing her to jump and curse. Fuck, she was desperate. Exactly what I wanted.
Gently, I stroked her, leaning against her thigh so I had the best view and angle for what I wanted to do. I remembered what she liked from last time, and proceeded to slowly give her what she needed, but I kept pulling back and making my touches lighter again.
“Mal,” she gasped. “Mal.” She was reduced to just saying my name, her voice cracking. It only took a little while longer to find her cheeks were wet when I looked up.
“Poor sweet girl. You’ve waited for so long, haven’t you? Been so good for me.” I blew on her again and she sobbed once. I wished I could keep my eyes on her face and do this, but I couldn’t. Another time. I was going to make her cry more than once tonight.
Gray sniffled and then that turned into moaning as I licked her carefully, using my tongue to chisel away at the last little bit of her sanity. She was dripping, so I pressed one finger inside her, barely penetrating, not nearly enough.
She let out a hopeless sound. I removed my finger and then pressed inside her again, just a millimeter more. Little shallow thrusts with gentle licks until she was so loud and incoherent that I wondered if my neighbors were going to get concerned.
At last I let her have it. I brought her across the finish line with my tongue and my fingers, relentlessly demanding her climax as cruelly as I’d denied her up until now.
She screamed and stuffed her hand into her mouth, so at least she had the presence of mind to do that as her body tookover and she came, and came, and came, drenching both me and the bed.
Chapter Thirteen
Gray
