"Maybe that's exactly what I want," Kira challenged.
Graydon yanked her body against his, the touch of her bare skin on his challenging his intention to take it slow. He caught her lips with his. One hand slipped between them to find her breast. He rolled the nipple between his fingers, pleased at how hard it already was.
Kira groaned, her hands coming up to grab his shoulders.
Graydon palmed her ass, lifting her. She wrapped her legs around him as the kiss deepened.
They ground against each other, unable to get enough. Graydon needed more. So much more.
Graydon's smile was slow. "I was hoping you'd say that."
Kira
Graydon's mouth fastened around her nipple, sucking.
Kira gasped. The sound changing to a moan as he nipped the sensitive skin on the inside of her breast.
Damn. How was he able to do this to her?
It was like he had a map to her pleasure centers and was intent on worshiping at every single one.
Not one to be outdone, Kira reached for him. She ran her nails over his chest. His muscles shivered.
He spilled them onto the bed. Kira yelped as she landed on her back. Graydon holding the bulk of his weight above her. He ground his length against Kira's core, dragging it over her clitoris until she saw stars.
Her breath caught, her eyelids fluttering.
"How's that, cheva nier?"
Graydon did it again.
Kira lost patience, grabbing his head and digging her fingers into his hair. She dragged his face down to hers. They nipped and sucked as they fought for dominance.
Kira needed to be closer. In his blood and in his bones.
She couldn't be the only one to lose herself.
If he wanted to, Graydon could destroy her like no other. Obliterate her.
He was her person. Now and forever. Her port in a storm. So rare that she sometimes felt she'd dreamed him up.
Except her dreams had never involved love or companionship.
Graydon divested Kira of her pants. Her body writhed as he pressed a kiss to the indent of her hip. Needy sounds escaped her mouth as he moved lower. Until finally, his lips closed around the sensitive bud at her center.
Kira sucked in a sharp breath, the sensation almost too much to bear.
Especially when Graydon inserted a finger into her warmth and flicked.
Kira's hips rose. Graydon subdued her, holding her still as he tortured her with his mouth and fingers.
Warmth pooled in her lower belly, coiling tight.
"Graydon!" Kira snarled.
Graydon pressed his tongue hard against her clit and massaged the front of her sex.
Climax tore through Kira. Her back bowed as her inner muscles fluttered.
