Total pages in book: 60
Estimated words: 58808 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 294(@200wpm)___ 235(@250wpm)___ 196(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 58808 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 294(@200wpm)___ 235(@250wpm)___ 196(@300wpm)
I let out a long moan, and my hands find his hair as he slides one finger straight into me while his mouth continues to work me over and into oblivion. Foreplay with him is so fucking amazing.
It doesn’t take long for me to come; I guess that’s what one too many drinks will do to you. And to have a man like him on his knees in front of you, it’s kind of a rush. He is a fucking rush.
When I first met him, I didn’t even entertain the idea of us having sex. I always thought he was simply my annoying fucking boss. But as my hands slide through his hair, he is exactly as annoying as ever, but also so much more.
Another reason I have to leave.
I rang Jake and told him what happened, and he told me to speak to Grayson, that he would get it. But Grayson looks at me without seeing my past, and I like it like that. I like that he doesn’t see the broken woman I once was.
Suddenly, he stands, picks me up, then slides straight into me without a second of hesitation.
“Too big.” I groan. “Too much.”
As a whimper leaves my lips, he leans in and bites my ear.
“Your pussy loves my cock. The way it squeezes around me as if she were made just for me. We are the perfect fit.”
I don’t respond, just lock my hands around his neck and press my heels into his ass, gripping on for dear life as he raises me up and down, up and down. I also love the fact that I hardly have to do any of the work. His strength shows in the way he effortlessly lifts me to bounce on his cock as if I weigh nothing. I think his power is one of my favorite things.
And I hate more than anything else that I put him and favorite in the same sentence.
“Avani.” He groans my name as his hands grip my ass. I notice he’s careful not to touch my back.
“Hmm?”
“Tell me you’ll stay.”
Over the last couple of weeks I contemplated staying.
I really did.
But I’m used to running.
Correction, I had to run.
It’s been a while since I’ve done so. With Jake keeping me safe I never had to.
But despite feeling safe with Grayson too, our feelings confuse things even more. I don’t know how to understand them, and I’m not sure I really want to. We love having sex, and we love arguing. That’s as much as I know. Everything else is up in the air, and I don’t even want to address it to give it the time of day.
I hold back my words as he continues to use my body, and I let him because I am using him as much.
“Fuck, Avani, I’ll buy you the whole fucking Gucci store if you stay.”
I almost laugh. Almost.
That is until he lifts me and pulls out, and throws me backward onto the bed. Then I do laugh, but it’s more like a giggle. However, when I look at him standing at the end of the bed, his massive cock hard and jutting toward me, the laughter dies quickly.
“What are you doing?” I ask, opening my legs.
His gaze zeroes in on my pussy before he shakes his head and locks his eyes on mine. “Stop using the game of sex and tell me you’ll stay.”
“You told me to tell no more lies,” I whisper, smirking.
“Tell me,” he demands.
“I’ll stay,” I say softly.
He nods and crawls over me. He kicks my legs apart and spreads them farther then he slides into me, his eyes never leaving mine.
“I hate that I like you,” he says.
“Same.”
“I hate that I need you.” Those words from him have my body fluttering in a wholly unfamiliar way. He leans down and bites my bottom lip as he pushes all the way in, making me gasp. “But most of all…” I quickly cover his mouth with a kiss, not wanting to hear what else he has to say.
He finds a rhythm and hugs himself to me, his hand now sliding around to my bare back, gliding gently along my scars as he does. Like it’s nothing. My body tenses, but he simply applies pressure with his other hand to my clit and doesn’t stop.
“I know you’re lying,” he whispers as he places kisses all over my neck. “I hate it when you lie to me.”
I say nothing because if I do, I will lie to him. It’s just the way things have to be.
Grayson touches his forehead to mine, and that’s when his rhythm slows, and we both come together before his body slumps onto mine. He kisses my cheek before he pulls out of me and rolls off, lying next to me. Then he turns me onto my side and pulls me into him, my back against his front.