Page 108 of Gravity

“But I need you inside me. I want you to fuck me. I need you to fuck me.”

Ignoring my plea, he teases me more, rubbing his thumb over my nipple and grinding against me harder. His hard length and the rigid denim of his jeans brutally rub against the lace of my panties in just the right spot. My eyes slam shut, and he shifts himself in slow, powerful moves as he continues to tease my nipples. Heat rises in my body, my toes become numb as my body falls deeper and further under his spell of intoxication. We are not fully skin on skin, yet my body can feel him everywhere, burning into every pore as he brings me to the highest high.

“Grayson, please.”

“I like to see you this way. So beautiful. So, fucking high on lust and love. I wanted to watch you come undone when I’ve hardly touched you.”

“By a dry hump against the wall?”

“Yes.”

“You are crazy.”

“But is it working?” He pushes and the fabrics rub against my clit, creating friction that is driving me crazy.

“Fuck, yes.”

A torturous sensation swirls deep from my core and a hot rush covers my body. I cry out as my orgasm crashes through me, and the next thing I know, my back is hitting the mattress and my panties are being removed. He stands over me, and I catch my breath. Grayson’s tall, muscular frame is spectacular. His hooded, heated eyes focus on mine as he slowly removes his jeans. Even the way he does that causes my stomach to flip with need and longing. Taking his cock in his hand, he strokes himself as I admire his now fully naked physique.

There is a silence between us, and it’s one of the things I love about who we are. No words are needed. With or without the sexual desires, our minds are content, our hearts become one and our love for each other is something that no one can break. But right now, what passes between us is something far deeper than we’ve ever felt. We’ve said the ‘I love yous’, but as we hold each other’s gaze, it’s like we’ve finally sealed our commitment, adoration and true love for each other.

I reach out for him, and he comes to me, hovering over me, and dusting sweet kisses over my mouth. Wanting to take a little control, I push him onto his back and straddle him, the ache between my thighs increasing once again with the need for him. “I love the way you make me feel,” I whisper, drawing a path of kisses down the center of his torso as he leans up on his elbows.

“And how is that?” he says on a groan as I tease the pre-cum over the tip of his cock with my thumb.

“Amazing. Loved. Sexy. Incredibly fucking sexy.”

He grips my hips roughly as I begin to move, sliding my wetness up and down his hard length. The sensitivity makes my breath catch, but I continue my path, teasing and tormenting. His fingers dig into my ass as I rock, his other hand covering my breast before his mouth takes dominance on my neck. My head tips back, and heat races across my body. His hooded eyes, now a dark blue of desire, hold my gaze as I shift my hips up and down. His tongue darts out and does a sexy figure eight at the dip of my neck before he draws the tip up the center of my throat. He crashes his mouth to mine and takes control of the kiss. It’s deep and needy and only encourages me on as I begin to come undone.

“Jesus Christ. You fucking kill me, Shortcake.”

My body starts to feel that delicious trail as another orgasm builds. A hot, sinful burn cascades down my spine and pools in my lower stomach, my legs begin to tremble, and my breaths come quicker.

“Grayson…”

“Don’t stop, Nora. Don’t fucking stop.” His mouth bruises my neck, his teeth mark my skin before he takes away the sting with the wetness of his tongue.

The second my climax breaks, I’m flipped on to my back and he slams into me. My cry matches his moan, and he wastes no time in fucking me.

We’ve made love so many times, and those nights have been filled with delicate kisses, words of sweet seduction and a tenderness that makes me fall for him over and over again. I love those times, but there’s something about times like now that set a fire in me that I want to stay alight forever. The rawness, the hunger, the craving that has us both gripping onto each other like never before. This. So much this.

“Oh, God. Grayson.”

“So, fucking good,” he pants, shifting my leg up and over his shoulder.

The new position is deeper, and each hard thrust hits my sweet spot as I work my hips to match his moves. My heart is pounding, our skin on fire, and my body is at an overwhelming high with his touch.

“Nora…”

That’s all he needs to say for me to know, and like we can read each other, our bodies crash in unison. Harsh heated breaths hit my neck as he covers my body with his weight, and I grip onto him tightly as I come down from my high.

“Oh, wow,” I pant. “If that’s what a night in the Aquarium does to us then we should make it a regular thing.”

He chuckles against the dip of my neck. “Maybe I need to get a membership.”

“I like the sound of that.”

He kisses me again, this time returning with his soft, tender touches as though he’s making love to my mouth. It makes my heart race yet causes it to skip all at once.