Page 46 of The Enemies With Benefits Deal

I roll my hips, hands fisting the sheets beside me as I try to get his tongue exactly where I need it.

He chuckles and flips us over, grinning up at me as I straddle his lap.

I lean forward, his cock sliding against my wet pussy, the tip pressing against my entrance.

As I nip and suck at his skin, his fingers weave through my hair. He guides me back to his mouth, his smile pressing against my lips as he claims me.

I roll my hips, grinding against his hard cock until the tip slips into me.

Grayson gasps as he pulls away to kiss my neck. “You’re teasing me.”

“I know.” I plant my hands on his chest and sit up, sinking a little slower down his length.

He lifts his hips off the bed, taking control into his own hands. My back arches and my head tilts back as he presses deeper into me.

“You feel so damn good.” Grayson’s fingers press deeper into my hips as he rocks me harder against him.

My nails dig into his skin as I rock my hips in time with his. Each scrape of my clit against his body sends waves of pleasure rolling through me.

“More. More.” I lean forward a little, grinding harder against his body as I ride him.

He groans, holding me tighter, guiding me faster until it feels like I’m on the edge of a ledge and about to fall over.

“I’m going to come.” I pant as I rock faster, needing to feel him filling me. I need him pressing deeper inside of him until it feels like I can’t take anymore.

One of his hands leaves my hips, his fingers circling my clit. Each pass has me lurching, pussy clenching down around him before relaxing.

He holds his fingers against my clit, groaning as I ride him.

“Come for me, Jade. I want to feel you all over my cock.”

I come hard, shivers running through my spine as he keeps thrusting. His thrusts slow, his hand sinking into my hair as he pulls my head back. I arch my back, changing the angle until he’s stiff and his fingers are digging so hard into my hips that I’m sure there’s going to be bruises there in the morning.

His cock throbs as my inner walls pulse hard around him, clamping down hard as he comes.

I swirl my hips as his breathing speeds up. He holds me hard against his body, his release filling me before he pulls out.

As I fall to the bed beside him, my chest heaving, he loops an arm around my waist. He pulls me closer to him, pressing a kiss to my temple.

The gesture is too tender for what we are to each other, but it’s nice. For a moment, I think I could find myself getting used to it.

Which scares the hell out of me.

Right now, I shouldn’t be curling into his embrace and putting my head on his chest. I shouldn’t be glad that he waited outside until I got home instead of calling me and going back to his own house.

I should be thinking about what happens when the project we’re working on finally comes to an end and it’s time to say goodbye to him.

Instead, I’m nestling deeper into his side, considering telling him the truth about how I feel.

His soft snores fill the room as I look at him, falling deeper with every passing moment.

I can’t tell him, though.

We agreed that this was going to be a no-strings-attached situation.

And now, I’m lying in bed beside him, thinking about attaching more strings. I’m considering the future we could have, but even as I do, I start pulling back.

We have an expiration date, and there’s nothing I can do about that.

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