“Look at you,” he murmurs, running his fingers over me, his touch feather-light and maddening. “So fucking perfect.”
He leans down and licks me in one long, slow, agonizing stroke. When he gets to the top, he focuses his attention on my clit, lapping and sucking it until I’m writhing and moaning.
He doesn’t let up. Every time I get close to the edge, he backs off just enough to keep me hovering there, desperate andneedy. Then he starts again, his tongue working me over until I’m shaking.
“Grant, please,” I gasp, my fingers tangling in his hair. “I need—I can’t?—”
“Can’t what?” he murmurs against me, the vibration of his voice making me jerk. “Can’t take any more?”
“No! Not unless you want me to come like this. I’m so close, but I don’t want to come until you’re fucking me.Please. God, please.”
He gives me one more torturous lick that has me crying out, then he lifts his head with a satisfied grin. “That’s what I wanted to hear.”
It only takes a few seconds for him to shrug out of his t-shirt and sweatpants, but it feels like an eternity. Finally, he’s towering over me and spreading my legs wide as the tip of his thick cock presses against my entrance.
“Look at me, beautiful.”
I meet his eyes, and it’s such a powerful connection that the breath catches in my throat.
“I love you,” he murmurs.
“I love you too. So, so much.”
Then he pushes inside me, filling me in several slow, deliberate thrusts that make my back arch off the bed.
“Grant,” I gasp, gripping his arms as he works his length all the way inside. “Oh, fuck. That’s good. Ahh…”
“You feel incredible.” His voice is strained, like he’s barely holding on. “I could live and die buried in your pussy. I’ve never felt anything better than this in my life, and I know I never will.”
“Harder,” I pant, pulling him closer. “Fuck me harder.”
I look down at where we’re joined, loving the way his muscles flex and tighten with each stroke, the way he fills me so completely.
“Like that,” I whimper as he does as I asked. “Keep going. Fuck, yes, just like that.”
“Heather.” My name is a growl and a groan all at once. “Jesus, you’re perfect. You fuckingundome.”
He pulls all the way out and flips me over onto my stomach so fast that it takes my breath away, but I don’t have time to recover before he’s pulling me up onto my knees and pushing inside me again.
“You’re gonna be loud, aren’t you?” He grips my hips, holding me in place as he starts to move again. “Gonna let the whole neighborhood know how good I make you feel?”
“Yes. I don’t care if they hear,” I pant, thrusting back against him. “Let them hear.”
His hips slam against my ass, and he grips my waist hard as his rhythm goes from fast and steady to rough and erratic. “Damn, you’re getting so tight. You gonna come for me?”
“Yes,” I whimper, hardly able to get the words out. “Please, yes.”
He’s pounding into me hard now, and the sound of our bodies together is almost as loud as the blood rushing in my ears.
“Grant!” My whole body tenses as my orgasm crashes through me, making my arms and legs shake and my vision start to blur.
He’s right behind me, coming deep inside me and holding me in place until I can feel the warmth spreading through my core.
He collapses onto the bed next to me without pulling out, then cradles my body against his with a protective hand draped across my stomach.
“I can’t believe you’re gonna have our baby,” he murmurs into my ear. “You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me, Hurricane. I hope you know that.”
“I feel the same way.” I turn and smile as he kisses me. “ I don’t think I’ve ever been this happy before in my life.”
