She trembled, and a raw sound ripped from her throat.
“Lean forward.” She did as he asked, and he pressed her head against him. “Scream into my shoulder,” he said and began pumping his finger in and out, all the while keeping pressure on her clit with his hand.
Her soft sighs and breathy moans let him know what worked, and when he curled his finger upward and her breathing hitched, he knew he’d found the spot. He kept up the pressure, rotating his hand in a circular motion until she was writhing on the counter.
He slid his finger out, and her inner walls clasped at him, not wanting to let him go. “Noo …”
He grinned and slicked a finger over her clit, focusing on where she needed him the most. Back and forth, he worked the tight bud, and she rotated her hips in time to his rhythm, keeping her on the edge but not taking her over.
“Grey, please, please, please.” She was shaking, nearly totally undone and just where he wanted her. Begging him for what he could give her.
Only then did he change the light caress to a hard tweak, and she came, first screaming then fucking biting his shoulder as the remainder of the tremors shook her body.
He held her until her orgasm subsided, ignoring his own pain and state of need.
She lifted her head, her glazed eyes meeting his. “That was … earth-shattering.”
“I hope so because it was just the first of many.”
Her eyes opened wide. Grey was so on edge he couldn’t manage a laugh at her incredulous expression. Her hands drifted to the button on his jeans.
He shook his head and clasped her wrists in his. “If you touch me now, I’ll explode.”
“That’s the idea,” she said, treating him to an impish smile.
Hell no, he thought. “The first time
I come with you, it’s damn well going to be inside that hot pussy.”
Those eyes opened even wider at his blunt words.
He adjusted the top of her dress so she looked presentable. He couldn’t help it if she still looked almost fucked. Hell, he liked it.
“Where have you been hiding?” she asked, her voice still husky.
“What?”
She bit down on her puffy bottom lip. “You’ve been so …” She wrinkled her nose, searching for the right word. “Gentle up till now.” Her soft gaze bored into his, and guilt flooded him.
“Did I go too far? Hurt you?”
“No! I actually like this side of you.” A sweet blush stained her cheeks. “I’ve just never seen it before, and you’ve definitely kept it from me on purpose.”
His heart started beating again at I actually like this side of you, and he blew out a long breath.
“You weren’t sure about me or us,” he said, trying to explain. “It seemed smart to let you set the pace. But when you were about to walk out on me because of Lola … I decided to change my game plan.”
She studied him in silence for so long he grew antsy, shifting on his feet.
“It’s about time,” she finally said.
He took that as an all clear. “We’re out of here,” he muttered.
“Now?” she asked, stunned.
“Yep. I need to be inside you. I’m taking you home before you change your mind.
“But what about Lola? And Rep?”