“Fuck morning breath,” he growled and speared both hands through my hair and pulled me closer until our lips collided in a quick burst of lust that consumed us both. Lips and teeth and tongues bumped together in a clumsy dance born of early morning sleepiness and lust. Pure, unadulterated lust, and I had no objections.
None whatsoever.
Grady deepened the kiss while his hands roamed all over me. He gripped my hair tight around his fingers and kissed me like a man starved before his hands slid down my back and cupped my backside until I was on top of him, the long, thickness of him nestled between my thighs and I gasped. “Grady,” I moaned and let my hips do the talking while his hands explored the changes in my body. He cupped my breasts under the t-shirt before he lifted it over my head and tossed it aside. My head fell back when his lips wrapped around my nipple and I cried out.
Grady paused. “Sensitive?”
I nodded. “But it feels good. Really good.” To prove my point I arched into his touch, into his mouth and gripped his head in my hands to hold him right where I needed him.
Grady moaned, a deep and guttural sound that rocketed through my chest as he moved back and forth, tonguing my nipples and sucking hard. Sweat trickled down my back as my desire grew and my hips moved faster and faster. I was close, too close considering he was still wearing short boxer briefs. He pulled back with an exaggerated pop that made my nipples tingle. “Your breasts are a fucking work of art.”
I shook my head and Grady flicked his tongue across my nipple. “They’re just breasts.”
He gripped my breasts in both hands and smashed them together so he could torture both of my nipples with his tongue while his hands massaged my plumpness until I moaned. “These aren’t just anything. These are magnificent, so don’t argue with me about it.”
I was tempted to argue, but then one hand slid down my waist and between my thighs where he found me hot and wet. “Oh!”
“So fucking wet,” he growled and plunged one long finger deep.
“Yes Grady!” He fixed his mouth on my breasts while he squirmed out of his boxers and in the next moment his cock was long and thick, practically pulsing as he lowered me onto him. “Oh my…fuck.”
“I love it when you talk dirty to me,” he grinned and let his hands settle on my hips, giving me the power in that moment.
“You do?”
He nodded and licked his lips. “I love it more when your pussy squeezes my cock like this.” He thrust his hips up and my head fell forward.
“Your cock is so hard,” I told him, a little bit shy because dirty talk wasn’t something I did, but his reactions had me reassessing my opinion. “So thick.”
His grip tightened on my hips as they began to move faster and faster. “Margot,” he roared and his hands moved from my hips to my breasts, squeezing them tight, his mouth lavishing love on my nipples while I took him deeper and harder. “Fuck yes.”
He was so turned on that it turned me on even more, and I gripped his shoulders and bounced harder and faster. “Grady, yes! More.”
He growled and in a flash our positions were switched. His big body towered over me and his hips thrust faster and deeper, hitting me in that perfect spot until electric rainbows flashed behind my eyes. “Look at me,” he moaned and licked a trail of heat across one breast and then the other.
“I see you,” I panted and dug my heels into his lower back, urging him deeper still.
One hand slid between our bodies and he began to rub fast, intoxicating circles as his hips pumped a rapid beat. Deeper. Faster. He was a man on a mission with his jaws clenched and his blue gaze locked on my face. “I feel you coming,” he smiled and rubbed faster circles against my clit. “So tight and wet on my cock.”
His words were the magic that sent me over the edge for the longest orgasm of my entire life. My body shook and vibrated in waves as pleasure seeped out of me and I couldn’t stop moving. My body was in control, and Grady kept pumping more pleasure into me, over and over. “You’re getting even thicker,” I grunted as another wave of pleasure knocked me backwards. “Oh!”
He took my mouth and kissed me deeply as if I mattered to him. Like I was a precious gift. Like I was his woman, all while his hips and fingers gave me more and more pleasure. And then his orgasm erupted in a loud roar against my mouth, his body jerked deeper into mine and another wave of orgasm took me under.