Page 27 of Totally Shipped
I immediately get a little tense as he says that, but then tell myself to chill. I’ve been a beast and I know it. “I’m sorry, I know I’ve been losing it. My brain is completely out of my control.” I run my fingers along his bicep. It’s so tan, and muscular.
Holy moly! I’m horny!
I lean into Gray and press my cheek to his chest. “But I think I’m regaining some mental balance now. I’m regaining all sorts of feelings actually.”
“You are?” says Gray, hugging me tighter. His body feels so good. I’ve missed being touched by the guys. It’s been a hard few weeks.
“It’s no surprise you’ve had a hard time. You're going through something the rest of us… can’t really comprehend. I mean, I really try, but growing a person inside you? That shit is a mind-fuck.” He makes a move to get up, and I don’t let him.
“Stay a while,” I say. I feel awkward, like I haven’t done in ages. I want Gray’s hands on me. I want him to touch me, to make love to me, and I’m too embarrassed to ask.
Suddenly my eyes are full of tears.
“Babe! What’s wrong?”
“Stupid hormones,” I tell him.
“Is there anything I can do to help?” he says, immediately looking nervous, like I’m going to snap at him again.
I wipe my eyes. “There is something I want but I think hormones are making it hard for me to ask you.”
“Just say it, darling. Anything you want. Anything at all.”
I flop back on the sand and give a groan. “I want your hands on my breasts, I want you to suck on my nipples,” I almost shout in exasperation. “I want my clitoris loved on, sucked and teased.”
I glance up at Gray, he’s staring at me open-mouthed.
“AND I WANT A MOTHER FLIPPING PENIS INSIDE ME—STAT!”
As luck would have it, Rex is just walking out of the jungle, loaded with firewood, when I scream that.
He immediately drops his load of logs and high-tails it back into the trees.
Gray ignores him and swoops me up into his arms.
“Where are we going,” I ask him, a little pitifully.
“Anywhere Keyara and Rex aren’t,” he growls.
I can see Key at the end of the beach with Leander. “Key’s over there,” I offer, pointing her out, “and Rex went back into the jungle.”
“In that case, you and I have a hot date in the shelter coming up in about five seconds.
GRAY
Daisy’s warm hands move down my stomach and onto my hardening erection. Her head shifts so she can place light kisses all over my shaft. Goosebumps breakout over my body.
It’s different. The love, the sex, both different with Daisy and with Killian; both are intense and beautiful in their own way. But no comparison’s ever needed. Daisy and Killian are mine. They are both perfect.
Daisy let’s her teeth drag along the sensitive flesh, and my goosebumps get fucking goosebumps. I let out a groan and she whips that hot, wet tongue up and down my length.
My. Fucking. Love.
Intoxicating.
“Have you missed this, Gray?”
“Your lovely mouth—fuck, baby. You don’t know how much,” I tell her. My balls are growing tight, and I have to concentrate on not just shooting my load right there and then.
