His head tipped back, and he sucked in a breath.
“I need you. Do you understand?” he said roughly, pulling me off of him. “I can’t let you walk out of here.”
“I thought you said I could choose to leave,” I reminded him, licking off the taste of him.
He ran his thumb over my lip. His eyes were glazed.
“Oh, you can leave, sweetheart,” he crooned, “only after I make you come.”
Without warning, he shoved me forward, and the palms of my hands hit the hard floor. Then he was behind me, his mouth between my legs, licking me. My skirt was bunched up around my waist. My head was tipped forward, and my moans filled the air as he ate me out. It wasn’t slow or sensual; it was like he wanted all of me,right now. His tongue made sure, rough strokes over my slit. As he sucked on my aching clit, my head tipped forward, and I panted, feeling my legs tense up.
Then I was coming over the edge, crying out for him.
Grayson didn’t draw it out, nor fully let me give myself over to release.
His strong arm circled my waist, and he picked me up and tossed me on the bed.
I watched, wide-eyed, as he shrugged off the dress shirt and pulled the undershirt over his head.
He was like a movie star, and definitely not from a Disney movie, more like those HBO movies that my mom derided as soft-core porn. Which was why, no, she wasn’t paying for a cable subscription.
Grayson kicked off his pants. Then he was on me, kissing me, my mouth, under my jaw, hot, seeking kisses. He sucked on mybreasts while his hand forced my legs wider, stroking me back into a frenzy.
He withdrew his hand, and hazily I watched him roll on a condom.
So that’s how you do it.
He ran the palms of his hands over me possessively then gripped my thighs, spreading them. His thick cock jutted out in front of him.
I whimpered, my head lolling back as he teased me with the thick shaft, playing with my clit, stroking it through the wet slit then dipping in my opening.
“I’m going to fuck you till you scream,” he promised. Then he took me with one hard thrust. I cried out in pleasure as he filled me with that huge cock. He drew back and slammed in me again, filling me.
I wrapped my legs around his waist as he pounded in me.
“You like it when I fuck you, don’t you?” he said in that deep voice.
All I could do was squeak out a “Yes” as he pumped in me, filling me with that mind-numbing thickness.
I arched up, letting him take a nipple in his mouth.
His cock rubbed against my sensitive clit, driving me wild with pleasure.
“I’m going to—”
“Not yet,” he said harshly, withdrawing.
I moaned as he stepped back.
“Are you leaving after this?” he asked me.
“Yes,” I choked out.
“Then I’m giving you something to remember me by.”
He flipped me over on my front. His fingers were back, stroking me, dipping in my opening, then moving higher.
“I, ah—”
