“Say it.”
His words were so heavy with desire, and his eyes clouded with lust; he was simply too gorgeous to deny. I nodded silently, and he closed his eyes briefly before he trailed his hand over my body, playing with my breasts until he sat back and watched his hand slip between my thighs. Deft fingers stroked me, and I closed my eyes in pleasure.
“You’re soaked,” Gray murmured as he brought his fingers to his lips, sucking my wetness from them. “So fucking sweet,” he muttered as he bent down and pushed my legs apart widerbefore he took a long, slow lick of my pussy. “How long they away for?”
My mind stuttered on the question until I realized he meant Dad and Anne. “Um, an hour, maybe.”
“I don’t have the time I need,” he told me as he licked again. “I want to eat this pussy for a lot longer,” he said as he licked again. “All fucking day.” His mouth moved over me urgently, and I cried out as his tongue centered on the small bundle of nerves, my back arching in pleasure as he sucked lightly. I felt his fingers enter me, and my hands curled into his hair as I urged him on.
His mouth was incredible. He had always excelled at this skill, but this morning, he was making my body sing for him. Parting my legs further, I forced his head in deeper; I needed everything. I was so close that I was going to explode. My hips were moving in a frantic rhythm with his tongue, and I thanked the heavens we were alone because the noises coming from my mouth were almost inhuman.
“Jesus fucking Christ, Gray, don’t stop, please God, don’t stop,” I begged him as his teeth grazed over me, and I lost it. My entire core detonated, and I was smothered by the tsunami of pleasure that washed over me. As awareness trickled back, I felt fingers trailing over my clit gently, and I moaned at the touch before I felt him press against my entrance.
Steadily, he slid inside me, and I moaned again as he stretched me, pushing his way inside as my quivering, oversensitive body yielded to him.
“You feel so good,” Gray mumbled as he started to thrust into me.
“You feel amazing,” I groaned as my hands blindly reached for him. “I can’t think, you feel so fuckinggood.” My hips rolled in rhythm with his, and all I could focus on was the euphoria coursing through me as he moved inside me. His lips wereeverywhere, covering my body with kisses, as his good hand cupped my ass.
“Roll over,” he ordered as he withdrew, and I whimpered at the loss of him filling me as I eagerly flipped onto my stomach, lifting my ass into the air.
His tongue and lips were back at my core, and my head was on the bedspread as my hands curled into fists on either side of my head. As his tongue flicked over my clit, I almost sobbed with need when his fingers started thrusting in and out of me. Soon, I was screaming my release into the pillow, and then he was inside me again, his hips slamming against my ass, his hand between my shoulder blades, holding me flat.
I felt the coarse texture of his splint as it rested on the small of my back.
“More,” Gray growled as his hand moved and tangled in my hair, pulling me back, my back arching with need as he continued to move relentlessly inside me.
I came again, and I heard his rumble of approval before he picked up his speed.
“I’m gonna come,” Gray announced tightly. “Fuck, baby, I’m gonna come.” I felt him leave me, and then I felt him empty himself on my ass, rubbing the head of his dick against me as he groaned his release.
Slumping down onto the bed, I moaned in exhaustion. Jesus, that had been intense. My eyes opened when I felt him leave the bed, but he was back moments later with a warm cloth as he cleaned my back.
“Thanks,” I mumbled tiredly.
“I didn’t have a rubber, sorry.” I felt the soft kiss between my shoulders, and then Gray was lying beside me. I opened my eyes and took in his disheveled hair, the light sheen of sweat on his body, and I met his gaze with a smile.
“I love you,” I told him simply. “That was amazing.”
“Hangover gone?” he asked as he grabbed my hand and kissed my fingertips.
“I had a hangover?” I answered back with a small grin.
“This splint needs to go so I can fuck you properly.”
My eyes widened slightly in alarm. “I think you’re doing fine, better than fine.”
Gray grinned, but I still saw his frown as he looked at his hand.
“Being out for the season sucks,” I told him quietly. “Don’t put on a brave front. I know this is my fault, and I’m sorry. I know you’re not blaming me, but you need to. I did this, and I’m sorry.”
“I would break every bone in my body if it meant protecting you, Quinn.”
I felt the tears well up, and I was pissed at myself. I missed the days when I didn’t cry; this slushy, squishy girl wasn’t me. “I think that’s the most amazing thing anyone’s ever said to me, and also the most profoundly terrifying, because I believe you.”
Gray shrugged as he closed his eyes. “I love you. I’ve always loved you. You were mine the day you jumped into that pool, you were mine when I kissed you in the kitchen for the first time, you were mine when you gave my cousin your virginity, you were mine when you begged me to touch you, you were mine the night I told you I loved you and you turned me away. Now that I know why you did it, it hurts less, but even that . . . it doesn’t change the simple fact that you belong to me, and I’m yours. Even when you chose others over me, I am and always have been yours. Just as you are mine.”
“Gray . . .”
