Page 66 of Tainted Serenity

“But I promise you that we won’t be stuck here forever.”

“Where is he, by the way?”

“He’s keeping watch at the end of the corridor, giving us some alone time,” Grey says with a smile hinting at his lips.

“So we’re all alone?” I smirk.

His hands find my ass, squeezing it before lifting me and settling me down on Daxton’s office desk. He pushes aside all the objects on the table to make more place for me, books and pencils scattering to the floor with loud thuds.

“I finally have you all to myself,” he whispers against my mouth before capturing my lips with his, kissing me like there’s no tomorrow.

I cannot help but feel the fluttering in my stomach at his actions, and he stands between my legs. His tongue finds mine, tangling with mine until I’m breathless and have to pull away.

“You’re so fucking stunning, you know that, right?” He asks me, and I can’t help but shy away.

“Don’t look away from me,” he demands in a gravelly voice, sending tingles through my body.

“Yes,sir,” I say in a teasing tone, smirking at him.

“You’re driving me crazy,” he tells me, kissing the breath out of me again.

His hands eagerly roam my body above my tight, short dress, palming my breasts before gripping my hips with a tight hold.

I glance down, noticing the bulge in his pants, which only makes heat flicker within me from anticipation. God, I can never get enough of him; constantly needing him. And after being apart from each other for months, it’s as though I physically cannot stand his absence, always needing him close.

I grab the hem of his shirt, attempting to drag it over his head, but since he is standing up and I’m sitting, he is much taller. He helps me, throwing his shirt on the table beside me before he eagerly removes my dress, leaving me in stockings and my bra. The chill from the room brushes over my bare skin, causing goosebumps, but I don’t mind. Seeing Grey like that, all shirtless, with his tattoos on his arm and that jagged scar I gave him a while back, makes me salivate. He is the stunning one, taking my breath away with all his imperfections.

“Tell me what you would do if we weren’t here,” I say as his hands trail from my chest to my back.

“Where?”

“Wherever you want.”

His hand finds my bra, clasping it open before nibbling my ear. “I would do this to you, in our own home.” He throws the bra to the side, beside my dress, before palming my breasts again and pinching my nipples. “I would take you in our kitchen first, pushing you up against the kitchen island just like this,” he says, and my breath hitches.

“And then?”

He smirks at me, his hands trailing from my breasts down to my hips, his touch as light as a feather, which makes me shiver.

“Then I would remove your panties,” he whispers against my skin, trailing kisses down my stomach toward my soaked underwear before he bites hold of the edge of them, removing them.

His mouth fans against my clit, and my breath catches in my throat as I try to keep my composure. My hands find his hair, grabbing hold of it when his tongue meets my clit, circling it. He licks me intensely, and as I feel an orgasm building up, he suddenly stops.

“Fuck off,” I mutter, and he only chuckles.

“I haven’t finished telling you what I would do.”

I’m overwhelmed by a surge of desire, and I watch his chest as it gently rises and falls, his muscles on full display, more defined than ever.

“I love seeing you like this. All at my mercy, obeying my commands like the good little doll you are,” he whispers as he stands at full height again.

My legs are spread as he stands between them, and all I want to do is close them to get some friction, but he doesn’t relent. I’m so desperate for him, needing him inside me as he fucks me ruthlessly.

“What would you do next?” I ask him, my voice trembling in sync with my breath.

“After I make you come from my tongue alone, I would move you toward our living room, pushing you against the couch with your hands behind your back,” he whispers, his hands securing mine and deftly twisting them behind me. With one hand, he holds them while the other graces my cheek.

“I would take you so hard you would see stars, dominate your entire being until you became a struggling, drooling mess.”

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