Page 19 of Laying it Bare Biker Style - Grayson

“Thank you for that.” Yeah, I wasn’t making a mistake giving him my trust.

He pulled his phone from his pocket and tapped on the screen. “It seems Sage and Ryder will be bringing their daughter home in the early afternoon. I can take you home before that so I can clean up the place a bit. Or you can chill out here while I clean and then hang out with us until you want me to take you home.”

“I doubt Dani is home. So I’d just be bored there anyway staring at her hamster. And probably smelling him too.” I popped a bite of bacon into my mouth. “I love her dearly, but she never cleans up after that thing. I wish she would’ve never bought him. And the really weird thing is she isn’t a slob. She doesn’t leave dirty clothes or dishes around or anything. And she takes her turn for cleaning the place. But when it comes to that hamster, forget it. It’s like she’s immune to his smell or something.”

Grayson wrinkled his nose. “How about when we hang out together, we do it at my place then? When we’re not out somewhere that is.”

A chuckle burst from my lips. “Big bad biker dude can’t handle a smelly hamster.”

He narrowed his eyes at me. “Are you taunting the big bad biker dude?” His words were rough and came out on a growl

My own eyes widened. “Holy shit. I think I just dampened your boxers.”

He sprang from his stool and a split second later I leapt from my own with a squeal and tore down the hall. When he caught up to me at his bedroom door, he slammed me up against the wood, trapped my wrists above my head in one of his large hands, and ground his very hard erection into my stomach.

Snaking his free hand under the waistband of the boxers I was wearing; he ran his finger along my folds and released a tortured groan. His smoldering gaze shot to mine and almost incinerated me with its intensity. “Hot damn. You aresoakingwet. Can I fuck you before breakfast? I promise I’ll make it quick, but you won’t feel like you missed out on anything.” Dropping open mouthed kisses up my neck, he licked his way to my ear before sucking on my lobe.

A pathetic whimper escaped my lips. His kisses, his finger no longer teasing outside of my pussy but dipping inside in purposeful plunges had me rising up on my tip toes, chasing the sensations he had building inside of me like a match to gasoline soaked kindling. “Why even ask the question when you know what you’re doing to me makes it so I can’t say no? That feels so good.” My words came out on a breathless sigh.

Releasing my hands from his grasp, he then tucked his fingers under my chin to bring my focus to him. “I will always give you the opportunity to say no. But I can’t help it that ninety nine percent of the time you won’t be able to resist. But you will always have a choice.” While his gaze still flared with his barely restrained hunger, within the depths of his blue eyes burned an honesty that took my breath away as easily as his lust filled looks.

Grabbing his face in my hands, I yanked his mouth to mine. In the next instant, I shoved my tongue between his lips and sought out his own.

Grayson released a feral growl right before lifting me into his arms, ripping the door open and slamming it shut behind us, and carrying me to his bed. Dropping me onto his comforter, he tumbled down on top of me. His mouth devouring mine like a starving man. His lips, tongue, and teeth consumed me as his kisses overwhelmed me.

For a brief second, his lips left mine as he gathered the shirt I was wearing in his hands and whipped it over my head and onto the floor somewhere. Then his mouth attacked my breasts. There was no other word to describe the action. His mouth sucked, lightly bit, and lapped at my breasts until I was a squirming, ready to detonate mass of need.

“Grayson, oh my God. I’m going to explode.” My choppy words were bursts of sound.

Slipping his hand back into my boxers, he slid his finger along my wet folds before circling my clit. “Does this make it better, Brooke? Or should I do this?” After one more swirl around my bud, he pressed his digit inside of me, twisting slightly to hit the best button ever and I shattered on a scream.

“Damn, Brooke. Hearing you cry out my name makes me harder than steel.” That massive piece of steel pulsated against my stomach. “But one quick taste. I can’t ever go without at least a taste. You know how much I love your pussy.” Sliding down my body, taking the boxers I was wearing with him, he maneuvered himself between my open legs. Placing his hands on my inner thighs, he spread them wide before hunkering down and shoving his face right into my pussy.

I instinctively jerked at his non-hesitation.

He had no shame when it came to being naked, giving oral, or having sex. Although it wasn’t like I was really timid when it came to giving myself to him. Grayson was just a lot to take, but man did I reap the benefits of being on the receiving end of all of that self-assurance.

Grayson glanced up at me and gave me a devilish smirk before licking up my slit.

Body quivering, I shoved up into his face.

Needing no other encouragement, Grayson pushed his tongue inside my pussy while his finger glided up and down my labia. When my quivering morphed into shudders, he dipped his digit inside and when he hit that wonderful button again my orgasm crashed over me.

Licking his lips, Grayson gazed up at me with a satisfied grin. “Now that is lip smacking goodness right there.” As he slid back up my body, his arm reached over to his nightstand to snatch a condom. After ripping it open with his teeth and giving me another savage grin, he rolled it onto his length before settling on top of me. Pressing the tip at my entrance, he held my gaze while he slowly sank inside. “Princess, I am one lucky son of a bitch. You feel so fucking good. Thank you for gifting me with your body and your trust.” A deep throated groan slipped from his lips as he slid out and then slammed back in.

“Oh my God. My orgasm is ramping up again already.”

He not only had an impressive dick; he was quite skilled at using it.

“Give me another one, Brooke. Soak my cock with your sweet juices. You’ve got a stranglehold on him and he’s not going to last much longer.” Grayson started shuttling in and out of me in measured thrusts.

Sparks of electricity flashed across all of my nerve endings before culminating in a jumble at my center.

“I feel your pussy vibrating. You’re close; aren’t you?” Wrapping his arms around me, he rolled the two of us so that I now sat on top of him. “You’ll get a great angle this way. Get yourself off on me. You’re close and I’m right fucking there with you.” He growled; his blue eyes darkening like the ocean during a powerful storm with his lust.

Straddling his hips, my fingers digging into his shoulders to ground me, I rode his dick in desperation, sliding my clit along him with every pass. My orgasm was just out of reach, but the tingles shooting toward my core grew in intensity with every thrust. And when they morphed into white hot flashes and converged at my pussy, I blew apart.

Grayson wrapped his strong hands around my hips and thrust up into me one more time and joined me in his own release.

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