He doesn’t change pace, he doesn’t get impatient or disinterested. He stays down there kissing and licking like he’s never done anything more riveting. It is such a slow, burning build. He’s ever so sneakily twisting me up and up and up in knots.
Words. He deserves praises and compliments too. He showers you with affection. Get it together.“You feel amazing, Grayson. I’m so close.”
His determined moan vibrates against me.
The lead up is torture. His tongue takes me higher and higher, never stopping, never even dipping inside. His fingers stay where they are, drawing across my skin.
“Grayson! You are so sexy. So goddamn sexy. The way you own my body is so, so sexy.” One more press of my clit with his tongue and I burn. His tongue continues at the sloth’s pace he’s set. The orgasm gradually burns hotter and hotter until my entire body is shaking and even then, it doesn’t stop. It goes on and on, the pleasure so overwhelming and so exponential, compounding over and over, resulting in me thrashing in the bed having no clue what planet I’m on. This is not a quick, intense explosion. This is a volcanic eruption, the lava spilling over the sides and crawling like a snail towards the earth.
“You are so sweet, Sol. I’ll never get enough of you.”
It doesn’t stop, his tongue keeps me going through wave after wave, now to the point where I am screaming. “It’s too much! Holy shit, it’s too much!”
“You deserve the world, baby. You deserve life changing orgasms and I told you I was going to give them to you.”
It’s then that he slips his fingers inside me and curls. I buck off the pillows and start crying. It’s too much. It’s too good. I can feel the tears slipping down my cheeks.
He lifts his head all the way, letting his fingers unravel me further. “So beautiful, baby. So fucking beautiful.”
I finally,finallycome back down and close my eyes. His lips make it all the way up my body and move across my jaw.
I don’t have even ten seconds before I feel him push into me, inch by inch, until he’s fully seated. “Hooooooly shit.” Fuck, fuck, fuck. Breathing. That’s a thing.
Just like when he ate me out, his thrusts are slow, tantalizing. Face to face like this is an entirely different experience. His eyes never leave mine. He looks at me with so much adoration. I feel the burn coming back already.
I’m trying to concentrate enough to make sure I feel him. Kiss on him. Touch him. My lips press wherever they can reach. The same is true for my hands. We’re sharing the same air. There is just us. Only us.
“One more apology,” he whispers, nuzzling against me, scraping his teeth, squeezing my sides. His hips touch mine again and again and again.
“Grayson,god, there’s no…nothing you ne…ed to –” I give up. I can’t speak. I can’t do anything besides stare into his eyes and drown in his thrusts. His brutally soft thrusts.
“I want to apologize for not chasing you down and making sure you knew how much it meant to me that you not only showed up at my lawyer’s office, but defended me like that. So fucking fierce. So brave. So incredible. It was the sexiest, kindest, most badass thing I’ve ever seen. I owed you a huge fucking ‘thank you’ and I didn’t give it. I was hurt and confused and I didn’t think you wanted anything to do with me.” I’m shaking my head, but I can’t form words. “Sol, I’m so sorry. You were amazing in there, and I cannot possibly explain how much it meant to me. How much itmeansto me. You saved me that day. I didn’t deserve it. I didn’t earn it. But you cared enough to do it anyway.”
I shake my head more firmly, tightening my legs around his waist, slamming my head deeper into the pillows. Holy fuck I’m seeing stars. He keeps hitting the same spot and it is driving me wild. “Absolutely not. You…fuck. You–” My eyes roll back into my head. “Youdiddeserve it. You –” I moan so loud, so long that Grayson accidentally starts pumping into me faster.
That causes another deranged moan. “You absolutely deserved it!”
I just barely get my words out before I am swallowed by another achingly slow orgasm. It devours me and I start sobbing again. “Look at how fucking pretty you are, Sol. You are the most terrifyingly incredible woman I’ve ever met. And you’re mine. Fuck. You are so mine, Sol.” He stills inside me, filling me with his cum, gasping against my neck, and I’m suddenly in another universe. I think I lose consciousness.
—
I’m in the last few seconds of a dream. I can tell I’m about to wake up, but am still too groggy to get there. All I hear is, “I am so goddamn in love with you,” before I lose my grasp on it, gradually coming to. My whole body feels like Jell-O and I am completely wrapped up in a strong, naked body.
“Mmmm,” I moan, attempting to get my eyes open. When I do, I’m rewarded with the sight of the most gorgeous creature on this planet.
“Hi, beautiful.” Grayson’s lips are turned up, his hand holding my cheek, thumb stroking.
“Mmmmm.” I snuggle closer and I feel him more than I hear him chuckle against me.
“How are you feeling?” He runs his hand down my back.
“Like melted ice cream.”
“What flavor?”
“Lava.”
He moves again with his laugh. “What?”