Greylin’s home to me.
One of her eyes pops open and then the other. Fucking adorable.
When she reaches for me, I slide my body over hers. My fingertips graze her skin as I pull her shirt up to expose her body slowly. I tug her shirt off and toss it over my shoulder, not caring about where it lands.
Greylin won’t be needing it the rest of the night.
Moonlight peeks through the curtain and dances across her shoulders and twines through the strands of her hair.
“Greylin,” I whisper, her name filled with awe as it passes my lips, “wow.”
She makes a humming sound before gripping the waistband of my boxers and pushing them down over my hips. When she gets frustrated because she can’t get them down more, I have to bite my lip to stop myself from laughing as she uses her feet to get them down the rest of the way.
The moment I’m free, my hard cock throbs with the need to be buried inside my woman.
“Missed you, 5-O,” she groans as my length slides between her pussy lips.
She’s already slick and I hiss at the contact. She’s so fucking warm and I chuckle and shake my head; her body is already begging for my dick.
I shoot her a look at her name for me. She’ll rotate through some nicknames for cops as pet names here and there. None of them have stuck, but I think it’s her way of making me pay for pulling her over so many times.
I’m not about to tell her it’s not much of a punishment.
“I missed you, darlin’,” I whisper against her skin as I trail kisses up and down her neck.
She tilts her hips and my length slides over her clit. When she moans and arches her back, her eyes slide closed. Fuck, I’ll never get tired of watching her enjoying herself.
“Been thinking about being buried balls deep inside of you all day,” I grind out.
The need to be inside of her, to make my daydream into reality, is almost too much to take. I know how tight she’s going to feel. The way she’ll squeeze me as she comes is pure fucking temptation.
Greylin shudders under me. When she opens her eyes, they’re glassy with lust and I know what my woman needs. We keep our gazes locked as the crown of my dick finds her entrance and I fill her slowly.
The glide.
The stretch.
The way she opens up for me.
It’s too fucking good.
My head falls back on my shoulders, and I have to take a few deep breaths to get myself under control. The last fucking thing I’ll ever do is blow my load before she gets to experience her own pleasure. No fucking way.
As I start to move, she meets my thrusts. It doesn’t take long before we’re a moaning mess of limbs. Our bodies are straining to ride that edge right before we fall over for as long as possible. But we can’t deny it for long.
It feels too fucking good.
“Oh yes,” she moans, her nails digging into my skin.
The walls of her pussy start to tighten, and I know she’s almost there. I shove a hand between us and pinch her clit.
Herlips part with a silent gasp, her eyes wide and wild as her orgasm rushes through her. I watch her face, feeling her ripple around me and clenching my teeth to try and not lose control.
But when it comes to her, I’m fucking powerless.
I pull almost all the way out and slam back home.
Once.
