He let out a breath as he let me push him on his back and straddle him.
“Definitely not the innocent little virgin anymore, are you?” His hands slid up my bare thighs, under my skirt.
I grabbed his jaw and kissed him, as roughly as he had done to me earlier.
“You’re not the CEO here, Mr. … CEO. Okay, that sounded better in my head.”
He tipped back his head and huffed out a small laugh then hissed as I began unbuttoning each of the pearly-white buttons of his dress shirt, revealing that muscular chest. I raked my nails over the ridges of muscle, marveling at how his washboard abs flexed.
“You going to show me how well you can please me tonight, lover boy?” I asked and pulled my top off.
“We need to work on your dirty talk,” he said, laughter in his eyes.
He sat up slightly and pulled off his shirt.
I pushed him back down and pawed at the bulge under his slacks, satisfied when he hissed. I pushed myself along his bare torso to his mouth.
“I want to ride your cock,” I whispered against his mouth as I ground my hips against his.
He kissed me hard. “That’s better.”
I shrugged off my skirt before he could rip another one, then pushed his slacks down and threw them on the floor. I palmed him through the fabric of the silky boxer briefs. My panties were soaked. All I could think about was his cock filling me, making me come.
Grayson reached up and unhooked my bra, letting my breasts fall free. He took full grasp of both of them, his touch making me gasp and arch back.
“You’re so fucking sexy, Lexi,” he said, voice strained with lust.
“Ha! You rhymed!”
He growled and pulled me down for a rough kiss.
I slid his boxer briefs down. His cock sprang up, thick and huge.
I raised an eyebrow. “You wouldn’t happen to have condoms on hand, would you, you playboy?”
“Middle drawer of the nightstand. And if you weren’t about to ride my cock, I’d have something to say about your choice of terms.”
I raised an eyebrow again. “Someone’s a choosy beggar.” His hand was on my bare backside as I reached down to the drawer I was directed to and pulled one out. Then looked at it like it was about to turn into a frog.
“Silly virgin.” He took it from me, not breaking eye contact as he ripped the packet with his teeth.
I grinned manically. “Cocks are for k…—”
His mouth dropped open in horror.
“—redheads.” I winked. “You thought I was going to say something bad.”
“You are terrible.”
“I’m surprised someone who was raised in a hole in the ground even understood the Trix cereal reference,” I joked.
I rested my hand on his as he slid the condom over his throbbing cock. I was practically drooling, thinking about him in me. I straddled him again, resting my hand on those broad shoulders, and ground my hips back against his cock, making him curse.
His hands reached up to play with my breasts, rubbing his thumb on the nipples, pinching and teasing until they were hard, sensitive pebbles.
I pushed the soaking-wet panties to the side, teasing myself with the head of his cock.
“You’re going to feel so good in my cunt, aren’t you,” I said, the words coming out in high-pitched gasps. “I want this thick, hard cock in my pussy.”
