He hulked over her, framing her face as he deepened the kiss, ravaged her lips.
His hands moved down her ribs and curled around her ass, gripping her to the slab of his hot, aroused body. He groaned into her mouth, the sound purely male and gratifying. It exhilarated her to know she pleased him, made her feel feminine and powerful.
She tugged his shirt out of his waistband with awkward hands. Grey slanted his mouth over hers and jerked the top of her dress down her shoulders so roughly she heard a tear. Her breasts popped free and he instantly covered them with his hands.
Toni shivered as he caressed. She parted his shirt and examined every dent and ridge of his chest with her fingers. The warm silk of his skin delighted her. Grey had the most amazing body.Athletic, hairless, tan, and hard.
“Take your pants off, Grey.”
Something flashed in his eyes; then they were both rushing to yank off what remained of their clothes.
His body returned to hers, skin to skin. Flush against her, he bent and rubbed his cock against her pelvis, the taut head grazing up to her belly. “Love,” he rasped, rocking against her, “how you feel against me.”
His body almost made love to hers with those brazen, undulating moves. A carnal dance of bodies, brushing to the echo of their panting breaths.
Clutching him against her,Toni nipped at his chin, whimpering from the stimulation of his chest brushing her nipples. She curled one leg around him, opening her sex to him.
“Is this what you offer?” he demanded.
He slipped a hand up to brush her pussy so lightly she keened in despair when he retrieved it.
“Yes, please, yes.”
He crushed her back against the wall, grinding his hard cock against her distended lips. “I want it.”
He jammed her breasts into his hands and massaged the flesh, and Toni greedily swiveled her hips, trembling with the need to feel his cock against her.
Through silky, blond-tipped lashes, he watched what he did to her, his face dark with carnal desire. He grasped the tiny points of her nipples between two fingers and plucked them like petals. Pluck, graze, pluck. Currents of electricity ricocheted through her. He rolled the beads expertly between his fingers and pinched, just like she liked it.
Her nerve endings sizzled. “Ooh!”
“Like that?” He pushed them in with his thumbs then tugged them out, causing her overheated body to buck in reaction.
She panted hard, the tightening sensation deep in her core almost unbearable. “You know I do.”
“More?”
Toni arched her spine, her breasts surging up to him. “More.”
He ducked his head. The heat of his mouth enveloped one puckered nipple. He suckled and lightly grazed it with his teeth, nibbling. Hot, delicious pleasure feathered down her thighs.
Toni cradled the back of his head, keeping him confined against her, praying he’d never stop. “Oh, Grey, yes, yesss.”
He moved to her other breast, her first nipple left red and raw. He soaked the other tip, swiping it with his tongue. Then his lips surrounded the pearl and suckled in his mouth. He suctioned, nipped, used his teeth to drive her wild. The tension in the center of her body threatened to tear her apart.
He tortured her. Sweetly. His hands, his mouth, the storm he caused in her; they were the most effective reminder of who owned her, commanded her passions, awakened her deepest longings.
The sex was always an avalanche of passion, earth- shattering in its intensity. Afterward it would be all love, a little banter, a burst or two of laughter. Then Grey would be cool again. The ruthless businessman the world knew.
He was ruthless as a lover, too.
He inched his head down her abdomen so slowly he had her writhing in anticipation against the wall.
Juice trickled down her thigh as the stron
g, satiny tip of his tongue nudged her clit. Her pussy gave a hot series of spasms when he repeated the caress, going deeper this time.
She tensed her muscles, screaming in her throat. Desperate, she grabbed a fistful of his hair and wrested him up. “Grey, I need you—”