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His hand tightened around my neck suddenly before he pulled my head back, forcing me to arch. He roughly cupped my chin while my head rested on his shoulder, never breaking the rhythm that was taking me to new heights.
"You know where your attention should be," he growled. "Do I need to help you focus on me, hm? Or should I force you to speak your thoughts out loud?"
Not that I was capable of forming a coherent sentence. Gray seemed to be aware of this, too, as he moved his fingers toward my mouth, pressed them against my lips, and demanded entry.
"Maybe this will help you, sin." His rough tone made me clench around him. "Suck on them. Use your tongue. I need to feel your filthy mouth while I’m fucking my seed into you. Be a good girl, and let me use you the way you need it."
My vision blurred, and I couldn't help but twist slightly. The sensations he ignited within me were too intense. His thumb was directly on my clit, stimulating me in slow, circular movements while he kept his pace behind me, pushing me onto my tiptoes with each thrust. He slowed down a bit just to tease me further.
"Look at that. So pretty, coming all over my cock again."
How tempting it would be to wake up every morning to come all over his cock and feel every drop of his seed filling me up.
Gray withdrew his fingers, only to wrap his hand around my throat again. This time, he forced me forward over the railing. Adrenaline rushed through me at the same time as the orgasm he ruthlessly pulled from me, as if my body no longer belonged to me but merely obeyed his commands.
My moans were lost in the expanse of nature that surrounded us. His words were not.
"Now tell me whose dirty little free-use fuck doll you are."
I didn't need a second to think about it. Not a single one.
"Yours."
"Yeah? Is that right?" he growled and thrust hard into me again. "Tell me."
"I'm your dirty little…" My words trailed off. Instead, I had to hold onto the railing to keep from going insane. I had just come, but I could feel another orgasm already building inside me.
"Continue, sin. Or would you prefer I stop until you've found your words again?"
No. Fuck. "I'm your dirty little fuck doll. Yours only. To use whenever you want."
Not just when I was raiding his wardrobe. He wanted to see me on my knees during an outing? Shit, probably just one look from him was enough to send me down, ready to service him. He wanted me to touch myself all day but not come until he returned home? I'd probably end up begging him because the very thought was enough to send my pulse soaring.
"Yes, that's what you are. Now come for me so I can see how my seed clings to the inside of your thighs, mixed with all the desire you've kept hidden from me for the last week. Maybe I should punish you for that. Never hide from me again how wet my presence makes you, sin."
When he pulled me back into an upright position, this time, his mouth found mine. Combined with the rhythm, his words, and his thumb still working my clit, it was enough to make my knees give out.
Gray held me up and continued to fuck me until the high had ebbed away.
18
GRAY
Sex, coffee, and a night in which I felt like I had slept more than the rest of the week combined. Whatever movie I had landed in, I liked the fact that I was one of the key characters and Amelia played the lead role.
She sat cross-legged on the kitchen island, stretching both hands contentedly as I handed her a cup of the hot drink. Tea, in her case.
As if I needed another reason to see that we complemented each other so well.
There was also the realization of what had gone through my mind when I opened my eyes and discovered that the other side of the bed was empty and cold. My first thought was about her being gone. Not just from the bed but that she might have vanished from my life completely. Just like that, and probably because she had realized it wasn't right for her.
Even now, the thought still caused an unfamiliar feeling in my chest that I hated. I felt insecure. Vulnerable. The quiet fear had a paralyzing effect. All along, I had been confident that everything was going the way it should.
But now, I wanted to take destiny into my own hands and ensure she never even thought about leaving this place. Leaving me and what I had to offer her.
Seeing her happy and relaxed filled me in a way I had never thought possible.
Yet I recognized that I couldn't influence her decisions. I had told her to use me however she needed to—without holding back. I felt a glimmer of hope—maybe it was time to end my miserable dating life and focus on this woman who I wanted more than anything.
