Page 49 of Grace

I groan with her. “Darling, you okay?”

She nods, releasing my fingers with aPop. “I am.”

She squirms on my lap, her skirt rising up, and I feel how wet she is. Her panties are soaked as she sits on my lap. I couldn’t havemadea better woman even with all the tech in the world.

“Oh, my sweet girl,” I breathe. “You want more, don’t you? You need more than my cock down your pretty throat.”

She smiles softly. “I do, sir.”

There’s no hesitation as her eyes twinkle and she grinds her hips against my half-hard cock. I don’t think I’ll be able to deny her a damn thing once she owns who she is. As it is, it feels like a losing battle to tell her no.

I want Grace like I can’t remember ever wanting anyone because nothing with her is enough. There’s only more and how I can get it.

twenty-two

Grace

Daniel kisses me hungrily, savagely, as if all I’ve done by pleasing him is work him up into a frenzy. He lifts me into his arms and rolls me so I’m under him on the couch. He grabs my dress and pulls it off me in one solid move.

I pant as I stare up at him, nearly naked, more vulnerable than I’ve ever been. I almost cover my breasts, but his hands beat me there. He cups my breasts in his big hands, making me self-conscious.

“I know that I’m—”

“Perfect,” he breathes, lowering his mouth to lick over one nipple before sucking. His eyes stay focused on me entirely, and I moan under his intense gaze.

He keeps switching between my breasts, licking, sucking, even grazing his teeth over my nipples until I’m shaking and panting. I’ve never felt this overwhelmed just from having my breasts played with, but Bash never really did that. He squeezed my breasts a little, then wanted to get right to business.

Daniel lavishes me with attention, licking, sucking, and then his hand jerks down my panties. I lift my hips, but he only drags my panties down to my knees before slipping his hand between my thighs to remind me exactly how good he is with his fingers.

I whimper and squirm, rolling my hips to meet his fingers. My head falls back, but Daniel releases my nipple with aPop. “Keep your eyes on me, darling. I want you to remember howImake you feel.”

“Yes, sir,” I rasp.

“You’re already so wet for me too. I think you’re ready for my cock. Do you want it?”

I swallow as nerves rush under my skin, my heart racing in my chest as I nod.

He groans and claims my lips with his as he tears my underwear off. It’s like he doesn’t have the patience to save them, not when I’m so close to being naked. He frees his hand from between my legs and brings his fingers to his mouth. His eyes stare into mine as he sucks his fingers clean.

My cheeks feel a bright red. “Daniel, I…” I pant as he grinds his hips against me, his cock moving between my soaked pussy lips.

He leans down toward me. “Taste yourself on me, Grace. Let me show you how good you taste.”

I nod, and his lips fall on mine as my hands stroke over his broad shoulders. Daniel spreads my legs around his hips as he grinds against me.

His tip presses against my entrance, and a whimper breaks our kiss. He pushes further, and my body tenses.

“You can take it, darling,” Daniel whispers, drawing my eyes back to his. “Breathe, Grace. Let me in.”

A shaky breath falls and his fingers trail low, teasing my clit until my hips buck up and take another inch of his cock.

“Good girl, take more,” he groans, and as my hips buck up, his thrust down. My fingers claw at his shoulders as my pussy stretches around his cock.

“You’re going to take every inch just like the good girl you are, Grace. You deserve my cock. You’ve worked so hard to have it,” Daniel whispers, his fingers teasing me as my pussy trembles around him.

“Just a little more, darling,” he murmurs and glides deeper. His cock nudges against that sweet spot inside me, forcing a moan to break free.

“Perfect,” he groans and pulls back.

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