Page 76 of Gravity

“No, it’s about us. And I want this.”

I lose all sense of control when her tongue teases the tip of my cock before her lips wrap around my length. “Shit. Fuck, yes.”

Her hand pumps the base, her other massages my balls as she takes me hard and deep. My fingers dig into her hair, and as much as I want her to stop because I need to be inside her, she’s got me fucking paralyzed with her touch.

“Nora, baby.”

She releases me with a pop, pumping with her hand as more dirty words that I love leave her.

“I’ve thought about you all day, naked, hot. I’ve thought about how you taste as you slide down my throat.”

Our eyes are locked, her nipples prominent against the thin fabric of her bra as she twirls her tongue over the tip.

“But do you know what turns me on more than anything? The thought of how you’ll feel inside me.”

“Fuck, yes.”

She takes me to the back of her throat once again and begins a rhythm that has me hypnotized by her touch as she uses my body to her advantage. But as much as I love it, I want to be inside her, and when I see her slip her fingers between her thighs, that’s all it takes to have me grip her by the arms and bring her to her feet.

I lift her in one swift move and back her toward the bed, kissing the living hell out of her. I step out of my jeans, dropping us to the mattress, and cover her with my body. “You know, for a tiny tot, you’re all big on the dirty talk.”

“Too much?”

“Fuck. No.”

She laughs. “Well, I said before, I’m no nun.”

“No, you sure aren’t. You’re all sin and sex.”

“Speaking of which”—she pushes her hips up into me and my cock throbs— “I need you inside me.”

I hold her gaze, stroking the back of my fingers over her jawline, taking in her beauty and dwelling on the fact that this woman is willing to give all of herself to me. I know she’s ready—I can tell by the way she looks back at me, I can see the confidence in her eyes, the desire burning deep and the way she holds me against her—but regardless of that, I have to ask.

“Are you sure you want this?”

“Yes,” her lips come close to mine. “I’ve wanted you to be my first from the moment I knew what sex was.”

I grin, kissing her again. As I drag my mouth down her body, I shift the fabric of her bra to expose her dark, pink nipple, taking it into my mouth. Her back arches on a beautiful moan, and I take the opportunity to reach around and flick the clasp of her lacy number. Working my way down her toned body, I swirl the tip of my tongue over her naval before descending again. Her chest rises and falls. Her legs beginning to tremble as I kiss her pubic bone. She bucks against my thumb as I draw a figure eight over her swollen bud, and a cry echoes around us as I push two fingers inside and curl them, thrusting into her and teasing the sensitive spot that I know makes her ache in all the delicious ways I want her to.

I need her ready.

When I feel her begin to reach the edge, I pull out.

“Jesus, Grayson, please.”

Taking a condom out of the drawer, I hold her liquid gaze as I roll it down my aching length.

Her teeth sink into her bottom lip, and she looks picture fucking perfect.

Tingles race up my back as I stroke myself, chills cascade down my chest, and my heart plays drums against my rib cage. I’ve waited for this moment for so long, and now so many feelings and sensations consume me like never before.

“Tell me what you want, Nora.” I don’t even recognize my own voice.

“You. I want you inside me. Make me yours.”

Resting over her, I ease myself between her thighs and position myself at her entrance as I kiss across her collarbones. Her skin is red hot, the pulse in the dip of her throat is frantic, which causes me to swirl my tongue over it. When her hands grip my ass and she begs me one more time in a breathy whisper, I push inside, slowly and gently taking her, inch by inch.

A beautiful little gasp leaves the back of her throat and she arches up into me as her eyes slam shut. “Grayson…”