His words sent another rush of arousal to her entrance, and Grant moaned loudly as he licked her clean. The sounds he made and the soft, gentle way he was touching her was like a road map to his deepest desires.
“Grant, please,” she begged. “I want you inside me.”
“Not done,” he growled, continuing his exquisite torture. “Need you ready.”
Brynnon squeezed the blankets tighter. “Trust me,” she panted. “I’m more than ready.”
“Almost.”
The single word response was her only warning before he speared her with one of his large fingers. Brynnon cried out again, her head bowing back against the soft mattress as he pumped in and out of her body like before.
He growled again, the sound bringing her focus back on him. Like the operative he was, Grant’s entire concentration was on the task at hand...Literally.
With hungry eyes, he watched his finger pumping in and out of her body. With his head between her legs, Grant remained intently focused on her pleasure. Knowing that broughthimpleasure aroused her even more.
Adding a second finger, Grant leaned down and swiped her clit with the tip of his tongue.
“Grant!” she practically shouted his name. When her lower belly began to tingle, Brynnon knew she was about to come again. “I’m so close.”
Hearing this, he pumped his fingers harder. Faster. His tongue pressed down, flicking her bundle of nerves a few times before Grant wrapped his lips around it and sucked.
Brynnon’s hips shot off the bed, her sex pushing against his mouth as she flew into a million pieces. Moving quickly, Grant replaced his fingers with his tongue, licking and sucking every single drop flooding her core.
She was still flying high when she felt him get off the bed. With her eyes closed, she could hear his soft footsteps as he padded across the room, presumably to retrieve the condom. Sure enough, she heard the telltale sound of foil being ripped open.
Greedy, Brynnon opened her eyes back up just in time to see Grant rolling the thin protection over his solid length. The hard shaft bobbed as he walked back to the bed and crawled over her body again.
Brynnon smiled up at him. “Thank you.”
Chuckling, Grant shook his head. “I should be thanking you.” He brushed some hair from her cheek. “Seeing you fall apart like that was the most beautiful fucking thing in the world.”
For the second time since coming into this room, Brynnon was rendered speechless.
“You ready?”
Brynnon nodded. “Definitely.”
With his eyes locked on hers, Grant leveled himself on one elbow. Reaching between their bodies, he lined his hot, blunt tip against her sensitive opening and began to press his hips forward.
Despite the fact that he’d primed her body—twice—Grant was well above-average size, so it took a few tries to get the tip in. Once that happened, he slid his cock all the way inside, not stopping until he was fully seated.
His body stretched hers to the point of a pleasurable pain, and they moaned in unison from the glorious sensation. She’d never felt so full. So right.
With his weight on both his elbows, Grant whispered in her ear. “You okay?”
She nodded, her hair brushing softly against her pillow. “I’ll be better once you start moving.”
A rush of heated air hit the side of her face as he laughed silently. “Whatever you want,” he told her. And then he began to move.
Grant slid himself in and out. Brynnon’s fingernails dug into his back, her hips rising in time with his. They moved slowly at first, enjoying the way their bodies felt together...as one.
Soon, Grant’s breath became more strained and Brynnon’s huffed in and out with more force than before. He thrust inside her with more speed, his movements becoming rougher, but not too much so.
The rooms filled with sounds of sex. Masculine moans and soft purrs of pleasure. Loud exhales and skin slapping together. Wet heat meeting with hard steel.
Though she never would have thought it could happen, Brynnon felt a magnificent pressure building for a third time. As if he could sense it, Grant slid a hand down the outside of her leg and lifted her knee.
Shifting his hips, she gasped loudly when she felt his body rubbing against the exact right spot. Brynnon dug her heel against his taut ass.
