Page 103 of Totally Wrecked
“I don’t mind talking toyouabout it—it’s old news for me now. My mom and dad were addicts, mostly meth. Dad would pimp mom out for money and drugs. They were a total shit show, and honestly, I think they forgot they had a kid a lot of the time…”
Poor Gray, I can’t bear it.
“And sometimes clients would come over for Mom, and they’d be hanging around waiting their turn. A couple of times men got tired of waiting and would try and get a piece of my pre-teen ass. A couple of times it came real close. The only good thing my parents ever did was not allow that to happen. They could have gotten a bigger baggie for offering up their child, but they never went there.”
“Gray, that’s terrible. I’m so sorry.”
“In the past now, sweet baby. Rex took me under his wing. Well, he and his grandparents did. They never officially fostered me, but I was there 95% of the time from age twelve onwards. And now? Sometimes I’ll have a bad dream, or a certain smell can bring stuff back, but I’m OK. I survived. It’s fucking amazing what you can survive, Daisy. And you? You are going to do more than survive; you are going to thrive, I promise you that. I promise.”
Gray nuzzles my hair, pressing a kiss to my temple. I lift my head towards him and smile. He doesn’t see me as destroyed, even though I see myself that way.
I’m not sure who moves first—me or Gray. But I do know that I find myself twisting around and straddling him.
Oh my. I can feel him hard and huge beneath me.
His fingers weave through my wet hair and then I’m melting into him. My lips part to welcome his tongue.
Our mouths dance together, perfectly in motion, delicious and intoxicating.
Gray pulls back and it’s like losing a limb. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have…”
“Shhh, yes you should. Please, Gray, this is what I need.”
He must see the truth in my eyes, because the next moment he is devouring my mouth again.
My breasts are squashed against his chest, and my nipples press into a wall of hard muscle as my body arches toward him.
“I want you to claim me,” I tell him. “Take me away from him and make me yours.”
Gray’s eye’s burn into mine. “Oh, darling. I’m going to fuckingownyou.”
As he returns to kissing me like a man starved, my fingers dig into his shoulders.
“Fuck. Does your pussy taste as good as your mouth?” he growls, then cups my bare ass with one hand as I grind further into his lap.
Pussy? Mouth? Taste? That all sounds good to me.
Gray tugs my hair exposing my throat, and kisses his way down to my clavicle. I’m grinding back and forth on his erection, until he pulls back. “I’mgoing to make you come, baby. You don’t get yourself off, your orgasm is mine, got it?”
I got it. Or rather, I want to get it, so badly.
“From now on, whenever you think about getting fucked rough and hard, it’s gonna be me that you think of. And when you do, you’ll have a smile on your face and cream in your panties.”
Somehow Gray gets to his feet with me still wrapped around him like a monkey.
“Stand for one minute,” he orders as he sheds his wet clothes. “I want to look at you properly.”
Gray steps back, and the sight of him leaves me panting. Holy cow, I’ve never seen anything quite like his peen. As thick as my flipping forearm.
“You’re so big.”
“And you’re perfect.” He says it in a way that is so adoring that I can feel the wounds in my mind heal a little. “You are going to be the perfect fit for me, I promise.”
I look up into his golden brown eyes as, with agonizing slowness, Gray traces his fingers down my belly, across my mound then into my sex. He takes that finger up to his mouth and sucks on it. “Yep, and your pussy is just as sweet as your mouth. And now I really want you to ride my cock, I want your little pussy to milk me…” He inhales sharply. “Fuck. Condoms.”
“I’ve got an implant…please, come in me, I need you to fill me.”
I need Gray to claim me, own me.
