And he’s mine.
“Don’t close your eyes. I want to see your eyes.” He lines up his cock and I feel the hard heat of him pushing at my core. Slowly, oh so deliciously slowly he parts my pussy lips. One inch then another then another. Each inch sharpening his gaze. My breath quickens and then I pull at him with my thighs, growling.
“Now, please now!” I whimper.
His eyes search mine and then he slams inside me, filling me so damn full that I can’t breathe. All I feel is him, surrounding me, filling me so achingly full that I can’t move, even if I wanted to.
Gasping, my eyes widen and lock on his. His hand caresses my cheek and he slides his cock out. “Mine,” he snarls. And then like a dam breaking he loses that control of his and slams into me. In and out. His thick length rubbing along my sensitive, fluttering walls until another orgasm builds and tears through me wildly, ripping me apart.
With a muffled roar, he follows me over and then thick, warm heat fills me so full that it drips out of me and I moan, my whole body tensing and falling apart again.
And blackness takes me.
CHAPTER 5
Grady
“Shit, shit, shit!” Flying off the bed, naked as the day I was born, I drop to my knees by the mattress and pat Fee’s cheek gently. “Angel baby. Come on, baby. Wake up!”
With a slow, shuddering gasp she opens her midnight purple gaze and my heart finally starts beating again.
“Shit, baby. You scared the hell out of me. Don’t do that! I think you took ten years off my life.”
She smiles gently. “I’m sorry. I don’t know what happened.”
Shaking my head, I jump to my feet and run to the bathroom, holding a washcloth and gently run it along her pussy. She flushes and pushes at my hand.
“I knew I shouldn’t touch you tonight. It’s too much.”
“I’m not a fragile little doll, Grady.”
I glare at her. “You were knocked out earlier and I went at you as soon as you woke up like a rabid dog!”
She flushes and bites her rosebud lips. “And I quite liked it.”
My head whips around and I can’t stop the smile on her face. She looks like a well-fucked woman.
“Fine. I still shouldn’t have done that to you.” I hold the cloth and growl under my breath when I see the rusty red on the pale blue cloth. “I should have been much more gentle with you.”
“You were perfect,” she says, her pansy eyes sparkling.
“No…you were perfect, sweetness. But you need to get some rest. Have you even eaten today?”
“I had something at work. I’m not hungry.” She curls up on her side, her hands under her delicate chin. “I’m just a little tired. It’s been a rough day.”
“I made it worse,” I curse under my breath.
“You made it better,” I groan.
“You’re too sweet for me but I’m not giving you back.”
“She smiles. “I don’t want you to.” Her eyes close and she yawns and my lips tilt.
“Close your eyes and rest. We’ll talk more later.”
With a huff, she relaxes into the bed and drifts off to sleep, her body going slack. But she’s still got a smile on her lips, thank fuck.
Grabbing some lounge pants and a t-shirt, I drop into a chair by the bed, staring at her greedily.
