Page 52 of The Grinder

Because…oh my god, the man knew how to use his mouth. And not just to talk. His lips and tongue worked together to make her body do what he wanted. Which was to writhe in ecstasy, apparently.

Every flick of his tongue made her back arch off the bed. Every time he sucked on her clit, she pressed her mound even harder against his mouth.

She moved so much, he finally put his hands on her hips and held her down on the bed so he could make good on his promise to make her scream.

She resisted as long as she could. She wasn’t a screamer. It just wasn’t in her nature. But when he bared his teeth and nibbled at her, she couldn’t help herself.

The sensation was too much for her to process and the sound that came out of her mouth was probably pretty close to a scream. Her body shuddered, sensation zipping through her, and she almost ripped his hair out by the roots before she relaxed her fingers.

She tried to catch her breath but he wouldn’t let her. As his lips moved up her body, pressing open-mouth kisses along her belly, one hand slipped between her legs to play with her labia, already slick and full.

As he moved up her body, stopping to suck on each of her nipples before moving to nibble her neck, she got a quick chance to catch her breath before his fingers slipped into her channel and began to fuck her.

Her hands slipped from his hair and onto his shoulders, pulling him closer, that big body covering her like a heavy blanket, his heat searing her skin and driving her desire for him to a fever pitch.

But he still wasn’t close enough. Her hands slid lower as his fingers spread her wide and stroked high inside her. If she lifted her hips, she might be able to rub her mound against his erection. And if she got her hands on his ass, she could pull him in even closer.

With her few remaining brain cells, she slid her hands to his ass and pulled him closer. He barely budged but it was enough to feel his cock brush against the trimmed curls on her mound.

She felt his groan rumble through his body, making her shiver.

“You want me closer, sweetheart? If I get any closer, I’m gonna be nailing you to the bed in a second and I’m not done playing yet.”

Her fingers scraped over the sleek muscles of his ass and down to his thighs, her nails dragging along his skin. A shudder rippled through him and he bit her at the tender junction of her neck and shoulder.

“If you play any more,” she gasped as he licked at his bite, “I’m going to come before you get inside.”

“That’s okay. I’ll just make you come again.” His fingers twisted inside her, making her arch as her hands clenched around his thighs. “And again. And again.”

His fingers thrust in an ever-increasing rhythm that had her body moving along.

Kissing his way back to her mouth, he sealed their lips together and drew his hand from between her legs as he dropped over her.

He was so heavy, she almost couldn’t breathe but she wrapped her arms around him so he couldn’t get away. Her legs followed, draping over his hips as she arched into him, trapping his cock between them.

That made him groan again and he moved just enough so his cock was between her thighs, the tip nudging at her sensitive labia.

He rubbed there for a few long seconds, teasing her, before he punched his hands into the mattress on either side of her and pushed up so he could stare down at her.

Hazel eyes blazing, he leaned down to rub his nose against hers in a tender motion that made her heart melt.

Oh, wow. So not fair.

It made her want…so much more.

“Condom?”

She blinked and amazingly her brain figured out what he’d said. “Top drawer, bedside table.”

“Can you reach it?” His lips curved. “I don’t want to move.”

Neither did she but she did want him to make love to her. Right now.

So she stretched her arm out and caught the drawer with her fingertips, grabbing the box and digging inside while he dipped his head and tugged on her left earlobe with his teeth.

She nearly dropped the condom when he flexed his hips and rubbed his cock head against her clit, making her moan at the sharp burst of pleasure. His tongue drew patterns along her throat, making her heart skip beats like a scratched CD. And making her frantic to have him fill the aching void inside her.

“What’s wrong, hon?” Riley whispered directly into her ear before rubbing his bristly cheek against her temple…and rubbing the head of his erection against her labia in a motion guaranteed to make her crazy. “Something you need? Ask me for anything.”

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