Page 63 of Blood Money

And Alex’s perfect, naked body.

His gaze traveled from her shocked face to her luscious breasts, then down her smooth, flat belly, past the blond juncture of her thighs, following the smooth length of her legs. He swallowed hard. If there’d been an infantry of enemy troops bearing down on him, he would gladly have died on the spot.

The towel in her hand fell to the floor. Her lips parted.

His feet moved. Before Gray’s brain could tell him to stop, he stood only inches from her. She gazed up at him, unmoving.

He lifted his hands to her waist. When she didn’t flinch or pull away, he skimmed his fingers lightly up the sides of her rib cage.

Without taking her eyes off his, she raised her arms and rested her hands on his shoulders. Her delicate touch was warm and cool at the same time, and when she slid her hands down his arms, every square inch of skin she touched, tingled.

Gray was on edge, his body humming with need. With most women, he didn’t take his time, but he wanted to make this good for Alex. Better than good. He wanted her to remember this for the rest of her life because somehow Gray knew he would.

She took a step closer. Her breasts brushed against his chest. He slipped his hands to her back, stroking gently at first. His hands couldn’t get their fill. Her skin was like warm cream beneath his rough fingers.

He lowered his gaze to where her breasts pressed against his chest, pushed upward into lush mounds that he had to touch.

He inched back until he could cup her breasts, massaging them, rubbing his thumbs over her taut nipples.

Alex threw her head back and moaned. Her lips were wet and open. Gray leaned down and brushed his lips against hers. He slanted his mouth for better access, kissing her deeply, savoring her honey-sweetness.

She slid her hands up and down his back, raking his skin with her short nails. The sensation drove him nuts to the point where he had to rein in his supercharged libido.

He eased a hand to the back of her thigh, hooking her leg around his ass, allowing him to push his rock-hard erection against her bare mound. She moaned again then tightened her leg around him, drawing them more tightly together.

The lush fullness of her breasts called to him, and he leaned down to suck on her nipple. When he nipped the tight bud, she gasped and cupped the back of his head, urging him to suck harder.

“Gray,” she whispered.

He released her nipple. His chest heaved. Blood pounded at his temples and in his cock. “Jesus, I want you.”

The nod she gave him was almost imperceptible, but it was all the encouragement he needed.

He clasped her other leg around his waist and carried her to the bed. Gently, he laid her on the comforter, spreading her legs enough for him to nestle his hips against hers. He kissed her as he ground himself against the warm, wet juncture at her thighs.

Dampness permeated his sweatpants. The sweet scent of her arousal drove him crazy. He had to taste her, had to have his mouth on those slick, wet lips, push his tongue inside and swallow her very essence.

He laved both her nipples until they were shiny and glistening. All the while, she gyrated against him, holding his mouth tighter to her breasts.

“Yes,” she whispered. “Yes, yes.”

He gasped for air, struggling to get a grip on his lust. “Baby, I’ve wanted you for so long.”

Without waiting for a response, he eased down the length of Alex’s body then sat back on his heels and slid his hands up her smooth inner thighs. With another sexy moan, she threw her head back, exposing the most graceful, slender neck he’d ever seen. Part of him wanted to fasten his mouth to the sleek curve of her neck, but her gyrating hips beckoned to him.

There was enough light from the bathroom for him to glimpse the glistening wetness between her legs. He rubbed his thumb over her clit, smiling as her body convulsed at his touch. He couldn’t bear it any longer and leaned down to fasten his mouth on her slick lips, spreading them wider with his fingers.

Alex uttered a soft scream. Gray swirled his tongue in and around her silken folds then curved his hands over the tops of her thighs to hold her more firmly.

Her hands were in his hair, pulling him in tighter. Smooth thigh muscles bunched and tightened beneath his hands. She was close, so close to the brink it made his cock throb with the need to be deep inside her. When she screamed, he nearly came in his sweats.

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The world was teetering on its axis.

Gray’s mouth, tongue, and lips on the most sensitive part of Alex’s body drove her to the brink of ecstasy and beyond. She would have screamed again, but somewhere in the back of her mind she remembered she had neighbors.

Alex covered her mouth with her hand, muffling a throaty moan.