Page 33 of Beast

I hopped off the couch and stood in front of her, our bodies inches from touching. “We’ve already slept together, baby. And I plan to fuck you every night for as long as you’re here. In fact, I’m gonna fuck you now.” I pulled her to me, needing to feel the heat of her body. “You can’t deny how hot we were together. Look me in the eye and tell me you haven’t dreamt of me, that your body doesn’t miss my touch, that you don’t ache for me.”

She looked down at her toes. “I—I want to, but I’m scared. It’s complicated. Once a picture of us gets out in the press, everything will change, you’ll see. We’re both in the public eye. People will make up stories about us. We’ll be in the tabloids. Fans, people, think they know us. They think they own you.”

“I own you.” I cupped her face and kissed her, and a shot of heat rose to my cock.

She kissed me back, deep, passionate kisses, kisses that assured me that she wanted me as much as I wanted her.

I ran my hands through her hair. “Tell me what you want, baby.”

“You, I want you. All of you.”

I controlled my breathing, wanting to take my time with her, not rush. I picked her up and placed her on the long oak coffee table.

I unzipped her sweat suit, and removed her tank top. I had never seen anything sexier than her yellow lace bra with a red bow in the middle of her ample cleavage.

I licked at her nipples through the fabric, sucking and tugging slowly until she moaned. I unhooked her bra, freeing her breasts.

She spread her legs and I slipped my arm around her waist, pulling down her pants. Matching yellow lace panties—it truly was my lucky night.

“Talk to me baby, what do you need from me?”

I could tease her all night. I dusted her with kisses, making her come alive with my mouth. I licked her thighs, around the lace border of her panties, pressing my lips to her heat, desperate to taste her.

“I—I want your tongue.”

Yes ma’am. I hooked the edge of her panties and removed them. My tongue moved, licking her lips, savoring her taste. The image of her rubbing her nipples, her body reacting to my mouth was almost enough to make me come right then.

I pulled a condom out of my pocket, and quickly undressed. She stood up and I rolled the condom over my cock. I sat on the sofa. “Straddle me.”

She flipped her hair out of her face and climbed on lap, slowly guiding my cock inside of her. She gasped when I slammed her deep.

I kissed her neck, buried my head into her chest and sucked on her nipples, my other hand squeezing her amazing ass. She rode me, controlling the rhythm, tossing her head back, rubbing her clit against me. The reflection on her incredible body in the window, knowing that someone could be watching us, made the moment even hotter.

“That’s it, baby. You’re so fucking beautiful.”

Her pace quickened, and I was dying to make her come harder than she ever had before. I rubbed her clit, licking her nipples, until I knew she was close, so fucking close.

“Oh, Grady, oh baby.”

She let out a deep moan and I could feel her pussy clench. I let myself go also, the intensity of my own orgasm shocking me.

She climbed off of me and I went to the bathroom to throw away the condom.

When I returned, she’d put back on her clothes.

“Where am I sleeping tonight?”

I quickly dressed. I wasn’t ready for her to sleep next to me. I didn’t want to scare her with my night terrors. “In the guest room. Get your rest. You’ll need it.”

I went out to her car, grabbed her bags, and returned to Isa.

I opened the door to the spare bedroom. Her eyes opened wide.

“This place is beautiful.”

She gave me a hug and I held her tightly.

“You can go anywhere except up to the third floor where I sleep, unless I invite you. I don’t sleep much, but if I’m lucky enough to crash, I don’t want to be awakened. If you need me, just press the intercom, and I’ll come downstairs.”