Page 64 of The Innovator

“I need to finish the story . . .” She trailed off, watching my movement.

I dragged an open mouth over the see-through bra, hovering at the peak that begged for attention.

“The crazy woman didn’t want to like him,” she continued.

“Why not?” I asked as I kissed my way back up her neck.

“Because he seemed dangerous,” she breathed, her lips centimeters from mine.

“How so?”

“She feared he might not want her the same way.”

One hand clasped over her breast. “Oh, baby, hewantsyou bad.”

“How bad?” Her eyes dared me.

“So bad, he’s willing to lose the bet.”

She smiled. “Prove it.”

My lips crushed to hers, and the restraints that held my desire in check broke free. An explosion of need poured out of me. She moaned, opening her mouth, and my tongue dove in. Her eager tongue slashed against mine, showing how much she wanted me too. Her passion made me feel alive.

The vicious heat that burst in my blood screamed for more. More of Natalie. More of this power surging through me as though my life just got a jump start. I wanted to devour all of her—her heart, her dreams, her wishes, her soul—and make her part of me. It didn’t make any sense, but it felt right.

Her hand fisted into my hair, tugging while she kissed me wildly. The passion in her fueled my need. Her reckless response drove my hands to the ribbon at her bra. I yanked at the bow, and the bra fell open. Nudging it off her, my hand clasped over a breast and played with her pointed nipple. She purred, sucking on my tongue. This was better than the erotic dream I’d had of her.

If I could taste a dream, it would be her—sweet, addictive, and powerful. The taste of her raged through me. Needing to see her, I broke the kiss and stared into her passionate blue eyes that contained the mysterious deep sea and the bright sky. Two kinds of blues swam around her pupils. If the eyes were windows into the soul, then hers invited me in. She was a mystical goddess, coming to take me elsewhere. I’d go wherever she wanted.

I wanted to gorge myself on her in greedy bites until this craving subsided.

My gaze found her gorgeous breasts. “You are absolutely beautiful.” I captured a nipple and suckled it like a desperate man finally finding his salvation. But the more I took, the more I craved.

“Grayson,” she cried, arching her back, offering me whatever I wanted. Making out on this chair was something I didn’t imagine, but it was sexy as hell, and I’d make sure no one would touch it except for us two.

“Make note of my pin, buttercup.” I adored her breasts, suckling slowly so she could register numbers.

“I don’t want it.” Her fingers dug into my hair, holding me in place.

And that made me cherish her even more.

I looked up at her and loved the wash of pink over her face and the sated eyes meeting mine. So much desire radiated from her. I pulled at the ties on her panties, tossing them aside. My credit card thudded to the floor. I’d get it later. My palm found her center. “I’m giving you a happy ending to this bedtime story.”

She whimpered when I shoved two fingers into her wet center, pumping slowly. Her body became malleable to my touch.

“Is this proof enough, buttercup? You’re mine.”

She didn’t respond, looking down at my hand, claiming what belonged to me.

“Grayson.” More juices poured onto my palm, and I fucking loved it.

Her body glistened with sweat, and I was still fully clothed. I didn’t know when the music on her phone stopped. The only sounds that I heard were her moans, her sighs, and the wetness of my finger exploring her.

I removed my fingers and let her watch me lick them. “I’m going to fuck you from all angles as promised.”

Even though I lost the bet, relinquished The Prism, and had no right to claim what I wanted, she didn’t object to my demands. The desire in her eyes burned my skin. She wanted me just as much.

I scooped her into my arms and brought her over to the cushioned cot. Her naked body glowed as she propped on an elbow, watching me strip off my clothes in swiftness. She sat up and gaped at my arousal. Her mouth opened, and her pink tongue snuck out, licking her bottom lip.

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