Page 22 of Dare to Rock

Only then did he change the light caress to a hard tweak, and she came, first screaming then fucking biting his shoulder as the remainder of the tremors shook her body.

He held her until her orgasm subsided, ignoring his own pain and state of need.

She lifted her head, her glazed eyes meeting his. “That was... earth-shattering.”

“I hope so, because it was just the first of many.”

Her eyes opened wide. Grey was so on edge he couldn’t manage a laugh at her incredulous expression. Her hands drifted to the button on his jeans.

He shook his head and clasped her wrists in his. “If you touch me now, I’ll explode.”

“That’s the idea,” she said, treating him to an impish smile.

Hell no, he thought. “The first time I come with you, it’s damn well going to be inside that hot pussy.”

Those eyes opened even wider at his blunt words.

He adjusted the top of her dress so she looked presentable. He couldn’t help it if she still looked almost fucked. Hell, he liked it.

“Where have you been hiding?” she asked, her voice still husky.

“What?”

She bit down on her puffy bottom lip. “You’ve been so...” She wrinkled her nose, searching for the right word. “Gentle up till now.” Her soft gaze bored into his, and guilt flooded him.

“Did I go too far? Hurt you?”

“No! I actually like this side of you.” A sweet blush stained her cheeks. “I’ve just never seen it before, and you’ve definitely kept it from me on purpose.”

His heart started beating again atI actually like this side of you, and he blew out a long breath.

“You weren’t sure about me or us,” he said, trying to explain. “It seemed smart to let you set the pace. But when you were about to walk out on me because of Lola... I decided to change my game plan.”

She studied him in silence for so long he grew antsy, shifting on his feet.

“It’s about time,” she finally said.

He took that as an all clear. “We’re out of here,” he muttered.

“Now?” she asked, stunned.

“Yep. I need to be inside you. I’m taking you home before you change your mind.”

“But what about Lola? And Rep?”

“Trust me, they’ll understand.” He grasped her hand and unlocked the door.

“But I’m not wearing my panties.”

“So? They’re just where I want them,” he said, patting his jeans pocket. Without giving her a chance to respond, he pulled her along with him back into the big living room.

“Everything okay?” Lola asked.

“Fine,” Avery said.

“Great,” Grey added. “I’m sorry to break up the party, but we need to get going.” He squeezed Avery’s hand in reassurance.

Lola looked from him to Avery, a smile edging her lips as she took them in and understanding dawned. “I can see why,” she said, laughing.

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