Feeling ornery, I suck in a bite of skin at the top of her thigh, pulling the blood to the top, marking her. Everything in me is pushing me to mark her. As mine.
A small moan leaves her lips and her head falls back. Needing her eyes back on me, I lick her slit from the bottom to the top, letting my tongue slowly drag across her clit getting the result I wanted, her head drops to look at me as she fists my hair tighter.
“Eyes on me,” I growl.
Through pants, she nods, and her heel presses into my back making me smile. “What do you need?”
Those beautiful brown eyes are locked on mine and without missing a beat she says, “I need your mouth on me, I want your tongue to make me come.”
Fucking hell.
I didn’t think my cock could get any harder, but I am now painfully hard. With a smile, I suck her clit between my lips.
“Oh, god, Gray.” Her body folds and I slide my hand up her front to wrap around her neck, pushing her up so I can get to her perfect pussy.
“So fucking wet and ready for me.” I whisper against her folds and slide my fingers into her.
The feel of her chest rising against my arm with each pant is making my cock feel like it’s about to break through my jeans. Curling my fingers inside of her, I suck her clit into my mouth again, hard. Her cunt starts to spasm around my fingers, she rolls her lips between her teeth and a small moan vibrates in her throat.
I wait until the last pulse squeezes my fingers before I grab my wallet out of my pocket and pull out the condom. Her chest is heaving as she watches me rip the package open with my teeth and her fingers go to my belt, nimbly pulling it open before she opens my jeans and pushes them down my hips.
When her fingers wrap around my hard shaft, I swear I nearly come, so I take a few deep breaths while I’m rolling the condom on. Thinking of how many bags of feed I have in the stable so I can tally how many I need to buy next week.
Grabbing her hips, I lift her to the edge of the sink, my tip right at her edge. I meet her eyes as her legs circle me and I slowly slide into her, the heat kissing each inch as I sink in. Planting her palms on each side of my head, she says, “You feel so good,” right before she pulls my lips to hers.
We get a rhythm, she rolls her hips each time I sink into her, her clit rubbing, her hot wetness coating me. Her tongue is fighting for dominance and I can feel her walls starting to squeeze my cock. Breaking the kiss, I lean away from her, my hands grasping her hips as I thrust into her harder.
As I’m about to press my thumb on her clit, she surprises me as she leans back and her fingers slide down her belly torub little circles over the hood and the little bud peeking out from under it. Grinding my teeth together to keep from coming right then, I wait until I feel the squeeze practically strangling my cock.
The pulsing pushes me over the edge and I fill the condom.
CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
ELLY
WHEN HEpulled me to him and banded his arms around me while he was still inside of me, my heart skipped a beat, but he didn’t stop there. He peppered kisses down my neck and across my shoulder, the intimacy and emotion behind the gesture shot through my chest like an arrow and my breath hitched.
I can’t think the thoughts that are going through my mind right now. Wondering if he has feelings for me is only going to make this harder when I leave.
Blinking back the sting in my eyes, my arms still tight around his neck, I turn my head toward his ear. “You don’t strike me as an afternoon delight kind of guy, is there a reason why you came to my bathroom to ravish me in the best of ways?”
His lips brush mine as he releases me and leans back. “I’vegotta take care of this condom.” I miss him as soon as he pulls out of me.
Suppressing a smile as he turns his back to me, I look at his fully clothed body and then down at my fully exposed body. When he turns around, he sees the humor on my face as I’m looking at him.
“What?”
Shaking my head, I slide off the edge of the sink. “I was just wondering why the universe made it so the guy gets to stay warm while we get to freeze our ass off.”
Tucking his shirt into his jeans, an ornery smile breaks across his face. “You know God’s a man, right?”
Rolling my eyes, I pick up my towel and wrap it around me. “Ugh, so sexist.”
Zipping his jeans but leaving the belt buckle dangling, he steps up to me and wraps his arms around me and I practically swoon at his next words. “Not sexist.” He takes a deep breath through his nose and the warmth of it dances across my cheek as his eyes volley between mine. “Because a man will protect the woman he loves with his own body and die a happy man knowing she’s safe.”
The last thing I need to do is read anything into that, he’s just sharing his own personal belief with me, that’s all. My heart is beating in my chest like a drum and all I can do is smile, so I pull my arm out from under his and lay my palm on my cheek. “You’re a good man, Gray.”
For several moments, we just look at each other, the emotions we dare not expose swirling around us like a cloud blocking out the rest of the world.
