Total pages in book: 17
Estimated words: 14955 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 75(@200wpm)___ 60(@250wpm)___ 50(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 14955 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 75(@200wpm)___ 60(@250wpm)___ 50(@300wpm)
Grey slides his finger around my opening a few times before closing his lips around my clit. My back arches as intense pleasure bombards me. My body lights up from the inside as he drives me higher.
A thought suddenly occurs to me. I’ve been dying to see if his cock is as hard as it looks. I reach between us and wrap my hand around his erection, memorizing the feel of it. I tighten my hand around it and stroke up and down, watching Grey’s reaction to my touch. When I run my finger over the head and smear the wetness around, a shiver runs through his massive body, telling me I’m succeeding at driving him insane, too.
“You’re playing with fire, little elf,” Grey warns me. God, I love hearing that silly nickname leaving his lips.
“No.” I shake my head, disagreeing. “I’m playing with your huge…” I glance up and smirk at him, “equipment.”
“Play away.” Grey presses his finger deeper into my opening, stealing my ability to speak. Or even think.
I trust him to make this good, and boy does he excel at his task. As my inner muscles relax, my hips begin to follow Grey’s movements, and I realize I’m about to come. His fingers move faster while his thumb slides across my clit. That’s all it takes for me to fall into the most mind-blowing orgasm.
While my heart pounds away in my chest, Grey slides between my legs. When he presses his huge erection against my opening, I glance up and watch heat roar through his ocean-blue eyes.
As he slowly presses forward, I prepare myself for pain, but all I feel is extreme pleasure. I force my intimate muscles to relax while he slides deep in one firm thrust.
“I need all of you,” he mutters and circles his hips, driving me higher than I thought possible.
“You already own me,” slips out of my mouth. I’m unable to hold anything back from him. almost wonder if I heard him wrong.
My words seem to trigger something in Grey. He groans against my neck while his hips move faster. Impossibly fast. I dig my nails into his shoulders and hold on for the wild ride. I’m not sure how it happens, but I end up nearly bent in half as he pounds away. With every deep thrust, his erection presses against a sensitive spot deep inside my core that drives me insane. Intense pleasure bursts through me as I come. Hard.
My eyes pop open as the unfamiliar throbbing in my lady parts reminds me how I spent last night. “Good morning, little elf.” Grey pulls me close and runs his nose across my cheek. “How did you sleep?”
“Like the dead.” I snuggle against his side, attempting to fall back asleep.
“I already know you’re not a morning person.” He laughs and rolls me onto my back.
“Who told you that?” I grumble, realizing I’m not going back to sleep.
“The same little birdy who’s been giving me such great advice all along,” Grey tells me.
I sit up and push my wild hair out of my face and stare into his eyes. “My dad told you about my sleeping patterns?” That really doesn’t sound like my overprotective father. At all.
“Inadvertently.” Grey rolls his eyes and crawls out of bed. “While I helped him fix the porch steps, we somehow got on the subject of your stubbornness. That conversation led to him explaining how hard it was to get you up on school mornings.”
“Should I be aware of anything else my traitorous dad told you?” I cringe, waiting for his answer.
“He didn’t mention much.” Relief flows through me until Grey adds, “Except,” he pauses, “he did tell me about the time you watched the Olympics on television and then dressed up in one of your mother’s swimsuits before trying to sled down the basement stairs in a plastic storage container.”
Oh my God. I feel my cheeks heat while I pray for the floor to open up and swallow me. I can’t believe my dad told Grey that embarrassing story.
“At least you didn’t hurt more than your pride when the container went through the wall at the bottom of the stairs.” He shrugs as my cheeks heat. “Don’t worry, little elf.” Grey kisses the side of my neck. “It will be our little secret. Now, get your lazy bones up so we can go Christmas shopping before the stores are too crowded.”
Chapter 7
Grey
My little elf is a champion shopper. In the last two hours, we’ve hit nearly every store in the mall. I juggle all the bags, attempting to keep up with her exuberance. “Oh.” Noelle pulls on my hand, leading me toward the pet store. “I need to look at doggie sweaters.” Make that every store in the mall.
While Noelle debates which ugly Christmas sweater to buy for Snoopy, I pick out several dog toys for my little furry friend. “What is all this?” My little elf walks over and points at the toys I’m throwing in the cart.