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Then he moves, sliding his fingers over the curve of my breast, up toward my nipple. I bite my lip harder, trying not to moan. God, but my nipple throbs, waiting for that touch. But it doesn’t come. The bastard traces under it, slowly stroking my skin, teasing me.
I shiver, my back tensing as I arch just a little bit, silently begging for more with my body. He tenses against me, pressing closer. His breath hitches, and I know he can see over my shoulder. That he’s watching.
Blindly, I stare forward, but in my periphery I can see his hand, inching up my shirt, exposing me. A small sound rumbles deep in his chest. I’m so hot now, I can barely breathe. I want to move. I don’t. We both freeze, knowing that if he slides any closer, if he touches my nipple, we’ve fully crossed a line.
My chest rises and falls in a quick, light pant. I can’t help myself. His fingers draw closer. Gray’s body is so tight, he’s shaking. I can’t take any more.
And then I don’t have to. The blunt tips of his fingers run over my aching nipple. I almost groan, but hold on to it. Gray’s touch grows firmer, moving the stiff nub back and forth. And it feels so fucking good I can’t stand it. My thighs clench. My clit swells, growing wet and needy. It’s almost illicit what he’s doing to me, a naughty secret here in the dim quiet of my room.
His hot breath stirs my hair, the muscles along his arm twitching as he moves. My fingers dig into the sheet to keep myself still.
And then his hand is sliding away. I almost protest, but I’m too distracted by the way he’s gliding over my skin, heading down. He stops at the top of my panties. We both take a slow breath together. I know he’ll go no further. It’s my turn.
Closing my eyes, I ease my thighs apart—just slightly—and the action aches. His breath hitches, because he knows it’s an invitation. His long fingers slip under my panties. The sheets rustle as I edge one leg higher, making room for his hand.
Gray trembles, the wall of his chest flush with my back. His arm runs along my side as he reaches down, and the calloused pads of his fingers graze my clit. A tiny whimper escapes me, just as his breath gusts out in a soundless unh.
I’m so slippery wet, he slides right over my swollen flesh. And my entire body responds, coiling with heat that throbs.
I bite my lip so hard it hurts, tiny sounds making their way through my clenched teeth, little whimpers I can’t hold back as he works me over in a slow, torturous circle. My ass grinds back against his stiff cock, and he rocks his erection into me.
Silent, barely moving, we lie there, our bodies trembling, Gray fingering me. Lower he goes, sliding over my sex, down to my opening. I’m panting now, my skin covered in a sheen of sweat. I’m so close to coming, my head spins.
As if he can feel the orgasm rising within me, Gray presses his lips to my bare shoulder and holds me tight as his thick finger enters me, deep. I can’t help it, I groan, my hips canting into his touch. He fucks me with his finger, and everything goes fuzzy.
There is just him invading me and the undulating rhythm of my hips. I’m panting, my flesh hot and pulsing. I come on a wave of heat and helpless cries, my body twitching, trapped in the clutch of his arm.
“Fuck, honey,” he rasps. “Fuck.”
And then his hand is sliding away. He’s turning me, his fingers threading through my hair.
He looks in pain, his gaze darting over my face as if he wants to say something. But he doesn’t. His attention drifts to my mouth, and, God, I feel him there, as if he’s already kissing me, already taking my mouth the way I know he wants to.
I lick my lips, tip my chin up so I can get closer. I want a taste of him so badly.
A tortured sound escapes him, his broad chest lifting and falling on a hitched breath. “Ivy.”
His mouth finds mine, and I’m lost.
That first touch is a sonic blast, sending a wave of heat through me so hard and fast that I lose my breath. I gain it back on a sigh of sheer pleasure. His lips are softer than I’d imagined, firm yet tender. He skims them over the hypersensitive corner of my mouth, finds the plump swell of my lower lip and nuzzles it.
I feel it in my spine, between my legs. And maybe he feels the same because he makes a low, almost growling sound in his throat and kisses me again, firmer this time, demanding more.
“What are we doing?” I whisper between quick, searching kisses that mold my lips. We’re both shaking so hard, it’s enough to make us frantic, uncoordinated, noses and chins bumping as we desperately come at each other again and again.
“I don’t know... Oh, shit, Mac, you taste so good.”
His tongue touches mine, a savoring glide of velvet warmth. “Just one more.” He groans, licks into my mouth like he’s lapping up honey. “One more taste.”
Gray leans into me, his broad chest crushed against my breasts, as he ducks his head and kisses me deep. Opening my mouth wide and taking what he needs.
He’s shaking, his voice rough when he speaks. “I’ve wanted this... Wanted to taste you for so long. It’s all I think about. Fuck, that’s good. One more, honey. One more.”
My arms wrap around his neck, holding on as he pulls back, comes at me from another angle, over and over. He’s making a study of my mouth, discovering every inch of it. And it gets me so hot, I’m panting, my skin drawing tight. “Once isn’t going to be enough.”
Gray shudders, his grip clenching on my nape. “You’re right. Don’t stop. Give me your mouth, honey.” He suckles my bottom lip, licks along my upper lip. “Let me take care of you for a while.”
His kisses turn messy, opening me wide enough that I feel the stretch in my jaw. My mouth is being fucked by his tongue. Raw and raunchy and so good that I moan, close my eyes and fuck him back like I’ll die if we stop. I just might.
