She sucked her breath between her teeth. Her cries rose to a shrill pitch. She dug her fingernails into my stomach and humped me for all she was worth. She closed her eyes, and her head lolled back. She let out one piercing shriek after another, and her gushing juices bathed me in heavenly bliss.
She collapsed forward, and her dark hair curtained off her face. Her head fell on my shoulder, and I hugged her close. I loved her so much at times like this.
She melted against me. She moved wherever I put her. I kissed her sweet soul. I had her back. The distant awkward monster I thought haunted my bedroom no longer devoured her heart. She lay exposed and precious before me.
She responded to my every attention. She swirled her tongue around my mouth. Her lips danced over my mouth in such magical circles, I couldn’t bear it. I caressed the hair out of her eyes and kissed her beautiful cheeks. I almost burst into tears, I loved her so much.
My cock pulsed inside her and her muscles answered me. Even when neither of us moved, she titillated me to quivering ecstasy. She whimpered when I started up again, but she didn’t hold back. She rotated her hips in gentle spirals to match my driving rhythm. I caught my breath. I couldn’t stand this. I had to have her. I had to fill her with my essence, so she never got away.
I pumped faster, faster. I grabbed two handfuls of ass to pound her against me. Her flesh quivered all over when I slammed it against her bones. Her tightened all around me. She whined and heaved in my hands.
Holy fuck! My cock burned with every blistering thrust. I couldn’t get enough of her. I had to keep going. I had to get there. I had to take her in all her glory.
She laced her fingers through my hair, but I couldn’t kiss her anymore. I marshaled all my strength just to keep breathing against the onslaught. My lips wouldn’t function, and my breath rasped against her lips. I found myself falling, falling into those hypnotic eyes holding me captive.
16
Gabriela
Faster than lightning, Gray snatched at my body with his monstrous hands. He flipped me over on the couch, so I lay on my side facing away from him. He seized my hips and jerked me back against him. His cock plowed into my wetness and found its place in my core.
He grappled hold of my thigh and lifted it out of the way. The air tingled on my wetness as he moved one hand down to my clit. I arched my head back. He caught one hand around my chin to bend me farther. My head came to rest on his shoulder again, and he grunted in my ear.
His rough, animal sounds excited me beyond comprehension. He was raw and male and dominating. I loved him when he got like this. I loved him. I wanted him in more ways than I could explain. I wanted to be the one to make him cum. I wanted to be the one to hear him moan in exhausted distress right before he shot his load all over me. I wanted to bathe in his sweat and kiss away the lines of sleepless strain after a long night of unbridled sex.
I wanted everything he could give me. I wanted every last inch of his cock bulging with distended veins. And more importantly, I wanted his heart. Because he already had mine.
His fingers moved faster around my clit as his hips pumped into mine. I tensed all over. I flailed against his grip, but he kept pounding. His cock burrowed into the deepest recesses of my insides while his fingers worked me into a screaming frenzy.
I electric spark ran down my body. My ass thrust back to meet him. I couldn’t control it. I felt my whole body begin to shake as loud moans escaped my lips.
His voice rattled into my brain. “You like that, baby? Huh? Do you like that hard cock? Huh?”
He growled in time to his blistering strokes. “Take it, baby. Take that stiff cock in your tight little pussy. Oh, fuck, baby. That’s good. Oh, good girl. That’s my good girl. Take it hard. Oh, yeah. Oh, fuck. Do you like that? Is that the way you like it? Huh?”
I moaned in response because I knew I couldn’t form words.
He pounded harder than ever. His hips pulverized my ass, but his plunging cock touched those hidden secrets inside me. My body shook harder as I felt my orgasm overtake me.
His muscles flexed all around me. His shoulders bulged, and his biceps strained to grapple me against him, even as his driving rhythm pushed me away. We moaned together, and I felt him fill my body completely. His hips slowed as my moans started to fade and I felt my body collapse onto his.
***
Luscious warmth and softness surrounded me on all sides. It cradled my bare flesh, but when I turned over, I realized I wasn’t on the couch anymore. I was lying in the bedroom under the down comforter.
I stretched out one arm, but I didn’t find Gray in bed with me. My eyes snapped open. Where was he? I sat up and looked around. My hand flew to her mouth to stifle a cry. White roses scattered all over the floor, over the dresser and the bedside table. They covered every surface, but I didn’t see Gray anywhere.
What did this mean? What was he trying to tell me? He must really care about me. He didn’t just want to raise a baby with me. He wanted ME. He wanted us to be the real deal. I shut my mouth with a click. All this time, I thought he was just enjoying his year as a married man.
Could we be a real couple? Could we really love each other as much as if we’d chosen each other? Heaven knew I wanted him. I would have chosen him myself if I hadn’t applied for this job. I never dreamed I could get a guy like
him, that I could be sleeping with him and kissing him in a penthouse like this.
Did he feel the same way about me? He probably never would have chosen an out-of-work accountant if he had a choice. He wouldn’t have chosen anybody. He would have kept on loving ‘em and leaving ‘em to the end of his days. Instead, he got saddled with me.
Did I dare believe I’d won his heart the way he won mine? I had to find him. I had to hold him and kiss him, even if he was in the middle of his morning workout. I threw on my bathrobe and went out to the living room. No Gray. I didn’t even really know how to find his home gym in this maze of a penthouse. How could I find him? How could I show him how I really felt about him, that I felt the same way? I poked my head into the kitchen. Still nothing.
Muffled voices drew me toward a door on the far side of the living room. Gray told me it was his office, even though I’d never seen the door open. He never worked in there when I was around. He kept his business strictly separate from everything connected with me.