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“Yes.” There is no pause. “Yes,” she repeats and I lower her to the bed, covering her body with my own.

She trembles beneath me as I kiss along the side of her neck. “I’ve dreamt about this,” I confess, not caring if it makes me seem like a pansy. “Feeling you,” I whisper near her ear. “Tasting you.” Licking along the shell of her ear she whimpers, her fingernails digging into my shoulders. “Are you sure you want this?”

“So sure.” I wait for her to open her eyes as I watch her. “I’ve dreamt of it too.”

It’s all I need to hear, there is nothing to stop us, no one to interrupt. If I’m exhausted tomorrow, it will be completely worth it.

24

Skye Simmons

My back arches off the bed once again as Gray pushes in deeper. My toes curl, my hands fist the sheets. I’d lost track of time, my mind swimming with so many emotions.

I’ve never experienced this kind of pleasure. A man treating me as if I am the only thing that matters. Gray took his time, ensuring my entire body felt his touch.

With each thrust of his hips he grinds against me, and I can already feel myself building toward release.

A moan rips through me and he covers my mouth with his own, swallowing my noises.

“Shh,” he reminds me we are not alone and though I know I need to be quiet it’s almost impossible. “You feel incredible,” he tells me before kissing me once more.

My fingernails dig into his back, his hand beneath my ass to tilt me just right.

“Damn,” he whispers near my ear. “You are so wet.”

I should feel embarrassed by his words but it feels too good to register them. With my limited experience he’d blown my mind and I was nothing but a mess of need and want.

“Mm, yeah.” He bites my neck. “Fuck me back, baby.”

And I do, shifting against him chasing my release. I’m so close, hanging on the edge. “Wow.” Gray looks down to the space between us and I follow his gaze. Seeing him slip inside of me over and over, he was right. Wow!

“You are perfect,” I have to agree. “You keep moving like that and I’m gonna lose it.”

His words are a plea, but I can tell he doesn’t want me to stop. Together we move, like we are two halves creating a whole.

“Fuck, Skye,” he growls, burying his face in the crook of my neck. His hot breath heating my chest, as his hips begin to pump faster. “You feel so good,” he confesses. “We are so good together.”

I agree, nothing has ever felt this good. At least not for me it hasn’t.

“I’m so close.” I tilt my hips, wrapping my legs around his waist. “Don’t stop.”

“I won’t,” he assures me, pushing in deep. “I can’t.”

Slamming inside of me harder and faster, I tighten my legs around him and bite my lower lip to keep from screaming. “Give in to it,” he coaxes me. “Don’t fight it, I want to feel you.”

I didn’t want it to end.

As if he can hear my thoughts he kisses me, before ensuring I’m looking up into his eyes. “This isn’t a one-time thing. We do not end here.

We are just getting started, Skye. I want this, I want you.”

“Someone has a little more pep in her step,” Vivian says much too loud as I round the corner and the hostess leads me to the table. Her and Scarlett watch as I sit down, both looking at me with matching smiles.

“Hello, ladies,” I say, scooting my chair in closer to the table.

“That’s all we get?” Vivian asks with a scowl. “No details of just how hot the flames are with Gray between the sheets?”

I feel my cheeks heat up.

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