Total pages in book: 29
Estimated words: 26962 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 135(@200wpm)___ 108(@250wpm)___ 90(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26962 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 135(@200wpm)___ 108(@250wpm)___ 90(@300wpm)
“It hurts,” I breathe out, and his whole body stills. “It’s a good hurt.” I shake my head because that’s not right. “No, not good; it’s an ache, Gray. Please,” I try to explain as he gives me the sexiest smirk.
“You’re a needy little thing, aren’t you?” I open and then close my mouth because I’m not sure how to answer that. “I love it, Jade. I want you needy for me. I want you to crave me. That’s what I need.”
“Then take it.” Warmth spreads through my chest at his words as another deep rumble comes from him.
He shifts down my body in a flash, and this time, his mouth goes right between my legs. I’m so on edge, the orgasm hits me hard and fast with only a few strokes of his tongue. I’d be embarrassed if I wasn't so lost in this moment.
“No!” I cry out, not wanting it to be over even as the pleasure soars through my body. “I can’t,” I stammer out, but Gray doesn’t stop. I try to wiggle away because everything feels too sensitive.
“You want another?” I shake my head, unable to speak. I do, but it’s too much. Maybe? He must be able to read my mind because although I’m not able to understand the barrage of sensations happening, I do want more.
His tongue relents for a moment before circling my clit and dipping lower. His hands shift under my ass to lift me off the bed as he stiffens his tongue and thrusts it inside of me. I can feel my sex flutter around his tongue as I try to hold on and pull him deeper. I can almost imagine him thrusting his cock inside of me, pinning me to the bed beneath him.
“Gray,” I gasp as another orgasm pushes down on me.
I only need a bit more, and he must already know. He pulls his tongue out and goes back to my clit before burying his face between my thighs. I cry out his name again as another orgasm hits me, and this time my back comes off the bed.
Once it begins to recede, I fall back against the blankets and melt into them. Every bit of me melts into a puddle as it hums with pleasure.
My eyes flutter open halfway when I feel Gray move. He’s on his knees, between my spread thighs with his cock in his hand. He strokes himself as he leans down and takes my mouth in a deep kiss. I love that I can taste what he’s done to me on his lips and how much he wants this.
The head of his cock presses into me a moment before a loud groan rumbles from his chest. He tenses over me just as warmth fills my body. I feel my sex clench around the head of his cock as he cums, and I bear down on it.
He just came inside of me.
Gray’s mouth doesn’t leave mine as he lets the head of his dick slip free only to be replaced with his fingers. He easily thrusts them in and out, with his release coating them as he pushes it deeper. What is he doing? Maybe he thinks I’m on birth control, but this feels more like he’s marking me. Why else would he only put the tip inside me and cum? He could have taken it all, and I would have gladly given it.
He brings me back to reality as he grinds his palm firmly against my clit and gives me the perfect pressure. There’s no way I’m about to cum again, but when he hooks his fingers inside of me, he hits a place I’ve never felt before.
He takes his mouth away from mine as I cry out again. He stares down at me as I come undone, and the curve of his smug smile somehow turns me on even more.
“Gray.” I whisper his name because it’s all too much. Now it’s my body that’s shaking, and it feels like I’m on overload.
“Sleep, little mouse. You’re mine now.”
Those are the last words I hear before I’m pulled under.
Chapter Eight
GRAY
An alert wakes me up, and I have to blink a few times to remember where I am. It’s still pitch black outside, and a quick glance at my watch tells me it’s three in the morning. The alert goes off again, and I see the emergency phone next to the bed is flashing red.
My arms are completely wrapped around Jade, and one of my legs is thrown over her like an anchor. Apparently in my sleep, I felt the need to keep her from escaping. Slowly I release the grip I have on her, and when I do, she stirs.
“I hate pancakes,” she mumbles and shakes her head. “Tell the unicorn she said I could have cotton candy.”