I pushed her pants down to her ankles and lifted one foot to remove the clothing, allowing her to spread her feet apart. I placed my hand between her shoulders, forcing her to bend tomy will. Her hands kept her face from hitting the mattress as I lined myself up again and slammed inside her.
“Knees on the bed,” I ordered as I lifted her by her hips, then forced her head down. With one hand on the back of her neck, preventing her from moving, and the other gripping her hip so hard I knew there would be bruises, I fucked Grace angrily.
My hips jerked as I took what I wanted. Grace’s grunts and whimpers only served to make me harder, and I could feel the end coming.
I stepped back, letting my dick slide out of her pussy, and kneeled on the floor. I stared at her pussy from behind her. I licked my lips as my mouth watered. I splayed my hands out over her thighs, my thumbs spreading her pussy lips. I leaned in and swiped my tongue from her clit to her asshole.
“Fuck!” Grace screamed as she pushed back against me.
I smiled as I sat back. With one finger, I rubbed along the smooth skin of her lips. Smearing the moisture around as Grace whimpered.
“King, please.”
I didn’t answer her. I swiped my tongue again and then pulled back. The sound she made was caught between a groan and a growl. I leaned in again, letting my tongue slide over her pussy. She was so fucking beautiful with her ass in the air.
My thumb pressed on her clit, and her breathing quickened. I rubbed the small nub, causing her to roll her hips trying to get closer. She was so damn wet and only getting wetter.
Inserting a finger deep within her, I twisted my hand, then added a second and before long, a third. I fucked her with my hand while my thumb manipulated her clit, pushing her higher, and just as I felt her walls start to flutter, I pulled back.
Standing to my feet, I flipped her onto her back and towered over her. My knees hit the mattress as I watched her reaction to what I was about to say.
“I control your body, Grace. The sooner you accept that, the better you’ll feel.” I lifted her feet and put them over my shoulders. “I control when you come, so when I tell you to open your fucking eyes and look at me, you damn well better do it.”
I shoved my dick into her so hard that if I hadn’t been holding onto her, she would have slid up the bed. I folded her in half as I leaned forward to kiss her lips. My tongue dove into her mouth, keeping the same rhythm as my dick slid in and out of her hot pussy.
Dropping her legs to my waist, I sat back on the bed and lifted her so she was riding my cock. My hands supported her back, and my mouth pulled a nipple between my teeth. She held onto my shoulders as she cried out.
“Come for me, Grace,” I whispered against her neck.
I felt her body stiffen as her pussy clamped down, strangling my cock. Her breaths were fast and erratic as her mouth hung open in a silent scream.
I’d wanted to hear her call out my name when she came, but seeing her beautiful face frozen in ecstasy was enough to push me over the edge, finding my own release as I emptied myself inside her.
I gently laid her down and pulled out. Then, I slipped into the bathroom and grabbed a washcloth to clean her up. Her eyes were closed as she lay there.
In my bed.
Where she was always meant to be.
I could have watched her for hours. Just lying beside her and staring at her gorgeous face. The banging on my door told me that wouldn’t happen.
Grace startled when the banging stopped and started again.
“What’s going on?”
“I don’t know, baby. Stay here.” I grabbed my jeans and threw them on, leaving the button open. I yanked the door open and glared at Joey. “This better be fucking good.”
“Cash sent me to get you. The Shadow Box is on fire.”
“Fuck!” I cursed. “I’ll be right there.”
I slammed the door closed and reached for my shirt and cut. I leaned over the bed and whispered, “Grace, baby, I have to go downstairs.”
“Okay,” she mumbled, never opening her eyes. I kissed her forehead and let her sleep. I slipped into my boots and laced them up before heading downstairs.
Corbin Blackwater stood in the main room just inside the door. Not my brother.
“Maureen?”
