I nod once more as I feel his balls draw up in my hand and his length thicken against my tongue.
“Good, now open wide for me.” He removes my hand from his shaft and pulls my hair, forcing me to let go, and angles my head back. “Stick out your tongue.” I do as he says and wait like the eager, horny girl I am.
He grabs hold of his dick and strokes himself vigorously, aiming at my open mouth. He grunts as the first spurt of cum hits my upper lip. Lowering it more, he empties himself all over my tongue, hitting the back of my throat as his well-defined abs contract with his release.
When he finishes, he releases my hair and leans back against the pillows, panting slightly, chest rising and falling as he breathes deeply. His hand comes up and wipes his sticky mess off my lip, then places his thumb in my mouth as I swallow all of his arousal with a hum.
He grabs me by the hips next and settles me over his thighs, his still-hard cock rubbing against my pussy between us. He takes my hair again and crashes his lips to mine, swiping his tongue inside my mouth and tasting his own arousal.I love how he doesn’t care that he just came in my mouth. He still feels the need to kiss me.
Pulling back, his hand fishes under the pillow next to him, retrieving a condom. “Wow, you came prepared. You knew that we’d have sex in here, didn’t you?”
“Em, I’ve had condoms stashed all over the house ever since we got together.”
I push back further, needing to see his face to know if he’s serious. “No, you don’t,” I say, determined he’s lying.
“There’s one behind the TV.” He smirks, proving his point.
My mouth drops open. “Why would you put one there? You have some fantasy about having sex against the TV or something?” I ask him only half joking.I’m actually curious now.
“Bunny, we literally had sex against the dishwasher last night. I think the TV isn’t that far out of reach,” he says with a lifted brow as he rolls on the condom.
I drop my head to the crook of his neck, giggling. “Okay, you have a point.”
He slaps my ass and hoists me by the hips, hovering me over his erection, just the head touching my entrance. “Now enough talking, woman, and ride my cock.” He shoves me down ruthlessly.
I scream out as he stretches me wide, head thrown back and nails digging into his shoulders. He leans in and kisses my neck, chuckling as he says, “Sorry, couldn’t wait.” He sucks on the sensitive skin while rocking my hips back and forth as my head comes back down, forehead resting against his as I bite my lip.
He kisses my lips once, then moves his head to the side, whispering in my ear. “Now bounce, Bunny. Bounce.” And I do. I lift up on my knees and drop back down. Over and over again.
Grey grabs onto my breasts, bringing his mouth down to suckle on them, twirling his tongue and biting one nipple while pinching the other. “Oh God, Wolf!”
“You like when I play with your tits, don’t you, Bunny?” he says around them as he switches from one breast to the other, resuming his assault.
“Yes, I love when you play with me,” I moan out.
“Can you come just like this?”
I nod fervently as I feel that tightness in the pit of my stomach building. My legs begin to quiver, my core clenching around him. I lose my rhythm with how much my body shakes,but Greyson quickly takes over, lifting my hips and thrusting brutally up into me.
“Oh fuck! Greyson! YES! Fuck me, Greyson! Fuck me!” I cry out, dropping my head back and looking up at the lights above as I squeeze around him. “I’m coming. Holy shit, I’m coming!”
He wraps one arm around my waist, bringing my body flush against his as he thrusts even harder, then grabs my hair and forces my face back down to his.He loves when I look at him while I orgasm.
The veins in his forearms bulge out from the physical act he’s enduring. “Come all over my cock, Bunny. I want your pussy leaking all over my legs.”
“GREYSON!!” My body lets go, convulsing intensely in his grasp as my powerful orgasm overtakes me, my vision losing focus and ears buzzing.
“FUUUCK! EMMA!” He growls against my lips as I moan and mewl against his.
We take a moment to collect ourselves as we pant in each other’s arms. I rest my head on his shoulder, nuzzling my nose against his neck while he brushes the sticky hairs off my sweaty forehead and plants a kiss in its spot.
“What’s your biggest fantasy?” I find myself asking him as my fingers draw over the lines of his tattoos on his chest.
“Um…” He chuckles, but there’s a hint of nervousness to it. “I’m not sure. You?”
“Hm, probably what we already do. The whole roleplaying thing. I know it’s probably weird and cheesy to most, but I don’t know. It gets me all hot and bothered.” I giggle and lift my head to look at him. “Now answer the question. Therehasto be something you fantasize about doing. You know I’m pretty open to most things, so whatever it is, I won’t judge.” I reassure him, hoping it will get him to spill it out, but then quickly point my finger in his face and narrow my eyes. “Unless it involvesanother player, then you can forget about it. I donotshare that way!”
Greyson snorts while smirking. “No, Bunny. It doesn’t involve someone else. And for the record, I don’t share either.”
