Page 93 of Pucking Grey

“I need to see your face,” he demands, working harder.

I moan at each thrust. His eye contact. It’s cosmic. He’s hungry for more, so he leans down and kisses me. The entire time, he’s staring into my eyes.

I grab his head and bring his ear to my mouth. I nibble on his earlobe and say, “I really like you, Grey.”

He slows his thrusts as I moan. He watches me.

“You drive me fucking wild, Madison.”

I smile and his face hardens.

“I’m about to come.”

A second later, he’s coming all over ass. He holds my thigh and says, “I’m sorry.”

I laugh, touching his semen. I bring it to my lips as he asks, “What are you doing?”

I lick it. “Tasting you.”

A smile breaks across his face, and it’s the brightest, the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. His semen is salty. He grabs something and wipes me clean, and then he asks for my hand. He pulls me into the shower once the water is warm. He takes soap and washes my body for me, kissing me when he can.

I laugh when he washes my feet.

“What’s so funny?” he asks.

I balance on one foot and say, “I never thought you’d be like this.”

“Like what?”

I glance around the shower, searching for the right words.

He stands up, towering over me. “What am I being like?”

I trace his body with my fingers. “You’re taking care of me.” I smile, surprised.

His hand finds my neck, so I know what’s coming next. He kisses me. We make out for a few minutes as his other hand presses against my lower back.

I return the favor, washing his body. This isn’t something I thought I’d ever be doing, but it’s sexy to be washing this man’s body.

Once we’re out, we spend the next few minutes silently getting dressed and ready for bed. He kisses my shoulder as we look in the mirror while brushing our teeth.

“You’re so beautiful, Maddie.”

“Right back at you, Grey. I’ve always thought so, but now even more so.”

He brushes my wet hair behind my shoulder and stands behind me. He watches me in the mirror as he kisses my shoulder and neck.

My brown hair matches Greyson’s brown hair, and we look like a perfect couple. Wow.

He whispers, “Wanna cuddle to sleep?”

I glance over my shoulder and then spit out toothpaste. “I never thought you’d ask.”

He smiles, rinsing his toothbrush.

I slip under the covers, giddy over what we just did. He wraps his arm around me, pulling me into him. He nuzzles his face into my hair.

I turn around and kiss him. “Good night.”

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