Page 106 of Broken Dreams
“I seriously suck at this sexy thing,” I mutter to the sheets and start to press myself up, but his hand on my back stills me.
“Stay there,” Grady’s raspy voice commands, his face at my ear.
The heat from his body leaves me and I obey him, laying here, ass up, on the bed.
Something hits the floor, I’m guessing his belt by the way the metal clanks. I go to move my head, wanting to see, but he makes a noise in his throat.
“Don’t move, Addison.” The tip of his finger moves from my thigh up over one ass cheek. “I wanted you naked, on the bed with your legs spread.”
“You’re early.”
“I couldn’t wait. All day long I’ve been imagining this. Imagining you waiting for me. Have you thought about it?”
God, have I ever. “Yes.”
His palm slides over my ass and then squeezes. “But not enough to let me walk in and find you ready?”
He’s toying with me, and I’m so fucking turned on by it. “Grady...”
“Have you ever been spanked, dove?”
I want to bury myself in the covers and die. However, I remember my entire damn plan so I don’t back down. “No.”
His finger rubs against my clit and then he pushes inside me. The intrusion is so sudden, I gasp and rock forward. “While I wish this was my tongue, I’m going to finger you and then slap your ass for making me wait.”
“O-Okay,” I say hesitantly.
He leans down, lips at my ear. “Next time I tell you to be ready for me, I won’t have to do this, but by how your cunt is milking my finger, I think you want to be spanked and then fucked.”
I swear, I am going to orgasm at just his words. He pushes his finger deeper, harder, and then I feel it. The slap of his hand on my ass.
Before I can draw another breath, he does it again. I let out a moan and I’m not sure if it’s pain or because I really fucking like it.
Grady grunts as he pushes another finger in and then he shoves me up on the bed, my knees bent, ass up in the air, as he slides under me before I feel his tongue. He slides it against my clit as his fingers pump hard.
I want to cry out, to beg him to stop because my body is falling apart. He pulls his fingers out and I whimper at the loss. “No!”
“Shh,” he coaxes and then his tongue is doing these delicious circles against my throbbing clit. I feel as though I am being pulled apart as the pleasure builds.
I start to shift, and then a loud slap on my ass comes again, but his mouth never leaves me. He keeps going, his other hand gently rubbing the spot he just swatted. Then he slides it down my ass and pushes his fingers deep again, fucking me with his hand as the pleasure becomes too much.
Between his mouth and his fingers, I can’t hold back.
I bury my face in the bed, biting down as the most incredible orgasm washes over me. Each wave is stronger than the last and I swear it’s going to wash me out to sea when it leaves.
Grady adjusts me so he’s hovering over me now and I can look at his beautiful face.
“Hi.” The cocky edge to his voice makes me smile as I pant.
“Hi yourself.”
He grins, and I wonder if that wasn’t his way of checking if I am okay with what just happened. Although, if my orgasm was any indication—I am incredibly okay.
“We’re good?”
I nod. “Very.”
His hands move to his shirt where he tugs it off from the back of his neck, leaving me to look at his glorious body. I swear, this man has muscles where I didn’t even know someone could. His skin is tight against every part of him, and those arms, dear Lord, save me. I love the way they flex as he moves his body. Then he drops his pants, his thick, hard cock jutting out.
