I’m breathless and panting, even though he’s barely grazed my center.
“You…you do that to me,” I whisper. “I’ve never…” My words die as he pushes one thick finger inside me.
“Never what?” He drags his finger toward my clit but doesn’t quite make contact before pushing inside me again. “Tell me.”
My thoughts scatter as my awareness narrows to that same teasing path he continues tracing.
Slick sounds fill the silence. He kisses my cheek. “Hear that? Fuck,” he groans.
I’ve never been this excited, this turned-on by anyone in my life. His wild appreciation only increases my need.
He kisses his way down my body, sliding lower and lower. “I need to taste you.”
I’m halfway to exploding when he buries his face between my legs, using his big hands to spread me as wide as he wants. He pushes his tongue inside me, licking and exploring. My hips buck wildly, begging him for more.
He stops and kisses my inner thigh. “God damn you taste good.”
I whimper a plea for him to continue.
“Yeah?” He drags his tongue through my slit. “You want more?”
“Yes. Yes.” I wiggle my hips. “Please make me come.”
Finally, he stops teasing me. Velvet-soft, his tongue flicks against my clit. My body jerks. “Yes, God, thank you.”
He rumbles but doesn’t take his tongue off me. Now that he’s finally where I need him, he alternates between gentle suction and soft licks from every angle until he finds the one that makes me gasp and draw tight.
“Ohmygod, right there,” I chant over and over. The orgasm hits me, violently shuddering through me. My back bows, limbs shake. Tears leak from the corners of my eyes, rolling into my hair.
And he’s not finished. He pushes two fingers in me, curling and stroking, drawing my climax out longer and longer until I’m not sure if it’s the same one or a new one.
Fire licks over my skin. The excruciating pleasure leaves me gasping for air and begging for a reprieve.
Tickling kisses drag over my thighs, then up my belly.
“What did you do to me?” I whisper, wiping damp trails from the corners of my eyes. “I’ve never cried from an orgasm before.” Not happy tears, anyway.
He swipes his thumb over my cheeks. “You’re bright red.”
“I think my soul left my body.” I point to the ceiling. “She’s up there watching and saying, ‘get it, girl.’”
He rumbles with laughter and teases one of my nipples between his fingers.
I turn my head and grin at him. “Thank you. For a second I was worried you forgot where my clit was.”
He roars with laughter and pulls me up against him. “I love teasing you, buttercup. Keeping you close to the edge, so when you finally go off, it’s like an earthquake.” He strokes his hand against my side. “Can’t get enough of your body and the way you react to me.”
I gently curl my fingers around his damp beard. “You’ve discovered pleasure zones I didn’t know I had.”
“Good. Let’s discover some more.” He stretches his body toward the nightstand.
“Gray?” I rub myself against him, lifting my thigh over his.
“Hmm?”
I drape my arms over his shoulders and kiss his cheek. “Before I started my job, I had to have a physical,” I whisper in his ear.
He rumbles an interested sound. “I had one too. Before I got released. Then before I came to see you.”
“I haven’t slept with anyone since then.” I drag my fingers through his thick hair and rock my hips. “And I’m on the pill.”
He rests his hands on my shoulders and pushes me back. “You’re the only woman I’ve been with since I got out, Serena. Told you that before and I wasn’t lying.”
“I trust you.”
He drags his fingers over the curve of my shoulder. Back and forth. Like he’s contemplating life and death.
I lift myself, hovering over his lap and rest my forehead against his, staring into his eyes. “I’d really like you bare inside me.” I reach down and wrap my hands around his cock, squeezing and stroking to emphasize how much.
He sucks in a deep breath, his whole body shuddering from my touch. “That what you want?”
“Mmhmm.” I roll my hips.
“How bad?” The shock seems to have worn off. Danger glints in his eyes. A hint of savagery in the twitch of his lips.
He clamps one hand on my hip to stop my movements and pries my hand off his cock. “Lean back.”
“Why?”
“Because I told you to.”
My core throbs from the power of his demanding tone. I arch my back, resting my hands on his shins. “Like this?”
“Yes,” he whispers slowly, placing his palm between my breasts and sliding it down my body. “How bad do you want me inside you? Hmm?” His body shifts under me. His teeth graze my nipple and my hips jerk. He slips his hand between my legs, gently cupping, and groans. “Think you’re ready for me?”