Page 97 of Tantalizing Kings

He leans down and kisses me. I can taste my juices on his lips, making my pussy clench around nothing.

Grayson moves over to my jaw, leaving open mouth kisses as he goes. He moves to my neck next, and I turn my head to the side, giving him access to suck and nip at the sensitive spot below my ear. I whimper, my hand grabbing a handful of his hair.

He chuckles against my throat as he kisses that too. “You're so responsive, Pretty Girl. I love it. You're driving me wild. As much as I can't wait to sink my cock inside your tight, wet pussy, I’m enjoying taking my time with you.”

“Stop being a tease,” I huff out a laugh, making him chuckle again.

“A tease? Little miss impatient. Be a good girl for me and you’ll get what you need.”

Grayson kisses his way down the middle of my breasts, sliding his hands under my back to unclip my bra. He moves away long enough to get it out of the way before descending onto my breasts.

I gasp as he locks his mouth around one of my nipples. My core pulses as a shock of pleasure fills me at the new sensation. This is something I’ve quickly come to know that I enjoy. When Declan did it, it was just as amazing.

Only Grayson is a lot softer than Declan was. His tongue laps at the stiffened peak as he sucks gently. It feels good, but I want a little bit more of a bite like last time.

So I voice my needs. “Bite it,” I tell him. “Please.”

He growls, sucking hard enough to make me pull at his hair before he takes my nipple between his teeth, biting down just enough to send a zap of pain through my body. “Fuck,” I let out a lusty moan, a noise that I’ve never made before.

My cunt is a needy bitch, demanding to be filled by Grayson, and if he doesn’t give me what I need, I’m in such a pleasure drunk state, I will not be afraid to resort to begging. I’ll deal with the embarrassment later.

Thankfully, I don’t have to wait much longer when he pulls back, releasing my nipple with a pop.

His eyes flick down, taking in my breasts. “So full, so round,” he murmurs as he leans down and licks up the valley between them. “I’m going to fuck these.” He laughs when he sees my eyes going wide. “Not tonight, Pretty Girl. But I do very much want to fuck your tits and cum on your pretty face someday.”

This man and his dirty mouth. I’m surprised I don’t cum just from his words alone.

He stands up and takes a step back. We say nothing, eyes locked on each other as he starts to undo the buttons on his dress shirt. I’m lying there completely naked, and I’m more nervous over the fact that I’m about to see him without any clothing.

Button by button my heart rate picks up in anticipation. I’ve seen him without a shirt before, but it’s not any less appealing when he slides the shirt off and tosses it to the chair in the corner.

I lick my lips, my eyes slowly taking in his abs. God, he’s so sexy. His skin untouched and smooth. I want to lean forward and lick the yummy V, but I’m too entranced.

“If you keep looking at me like that, Pretty Girl, you're going to make it hard not to blow the moment I slide inside your sweet pussy.”

Fuck. Me.Literally, please.

“I don’t know what you mean,” I say, trying to play it off cool but he gives me a cheeky grin as I move to get into the middle of the bed. I slide up until I’m leaning against the pillows as I continue to watch this hot as hell man strip for me. Because that's what it feels like, like he's stripping just for me. He’s not quick about it. Instead, he’s taking his time and enjoying the attention I’m giving him.

I can’t help it. Have you seen this man? Total heart throb with a killer body. I’m doomed.

When his hands move to his belt, my eyes stay glued to them, watching every move he makes. I try my best to school my face, but I have no doubt that the lust and want is showing brightly in my expression.

Just as he gets his pants undone, he stops and moves his hands away. I pout, literally pout, and look up at him with sad eyes.

He grins widely at me. “Oh, Pretty Girl. You sure are fucking adorable. I’m just getting this.” He reaches over to the nightstand and opens the drawer, pulling out a condom. He tosses it on the bed and goes back to taking his pants off.

Yes, keep doing that, please.

“Not even the devil himself could drag me away from you right now,” his husky murmur makes me shiver.

With lips parted, my breathing uneven, I watch as he takes his pants and boxers off in one go.

“Fuck. Me,” I whisper, eyes widening as I take in his glorious cock. His verypiercedcock.

“Ever been fucked by a cock with this much metal?” he asks me, smirking as he runs his hand over his shaft.

I shake my head, eyes still wide in wonder. “Does that thing go off at security in the airport?”

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