Page 118 of Crossover

“You taste so damn good,” he growled.

“That’s perfect,” I whispered. “Please don’t stop. I’m so close.”

My inner thighs trembled harder until, finally, the wave crashed to shore, and I surrendered to the abyss of pleasure.

Finally, Grayson took one last long lick up my sex and set my feet down on the ground.

“Lay on your stomach,” he commanded.

My muscles felt weak as I stood up, but I obeyed, watching Grayson’s hungry gaze as I crawled onto the bed on all fours.

He clenched his teeth.

“On second thought, stay like this.”

He grabbed my hips and turned me around, so I was facing the window again before lining himself up at my entrance.

“You like it when I take you from behind, don’t you, Kitten?”

“Mmmm,” I groaned as he pressed himself in a couple of inches, waiting for me to stretch around him before slowly sinking all the way inside me.

It was overwhelming, how hard my body throbbed around him.

“Put your chest on the bed, Kitten.” Grayson pressed between my shoulder blades until my cheek pressed against the comforter.

Now, the angle of him hit that sensitive spot inside my body, causing my stomach to clench and quiver with pleasure.

Making love in the sweet morning light, our bodies found their rhythm, and as we moved, I marveled at how perfectlywe fit. It wasn’t just our bodies joining, but our souls. Each touch felt like a wordless promise, a deeper commitment, and a profound sense of belonging. A final confirmation that with Grayson, I was home.

Fingers pressing into my hips as I clutched the silky bedding, Grayson worked every nerve between my legs until a fresh wave prepared to crash over.

Sensing my telling trembles, Grayson growled, “Look at me.”

I turned my chin slightly; it wasn’t easy, but I loved seeing him like this. Jaw clenched, his gaze smoldering with hunger, watching me as my body came undone around him. Before finally stilling with his own climax.

“Tonight,” Grayson said, “I want you to confess one of your darkest fantasies.”

I swallowed as he still throbbed inside of me.

“Why?”

He pulled out and guided me onto my back, hovering himself over me.

“Because we’re going to act it out.” He kissed my jaw. “Tomorrow night, you’re going to tell me another one.” Another press of his lips against my skin. “And another the day after that…and again the day after that.”

I swallowed. How was it possible to already feel turned on after what we had just done?

“What’s one of your fantasies?” I asked, breathless.

Grayson’s expression clouded over. “I want to take you on the beach.” His sultry voice heated my inner thighs, making them ache.

That was one hot fantasy.

“I wish it was warmer,” I mused.

“We can wait for summer.” He stroked his knuckles down my jaw. “But I want you on all fours, knees and hands in the water.”

Oh my word.

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