“Please, please, please...” She panted, openly begging. “Oh, God...please Grant...”
Instead of licking her clit, he dragged his teeth over the silk. Bursts of electric pleasure stabbed her sex and made her whole body jerk. Then he came back with slow, smooth, warm pressure from his tongue and Faith bowed backward, dropping her head, letting her mouth fall open on a moan. Grant rewarded her with a long moan that vibrated over her sex.
He repeated the scrape. The lick. The moan.
Faith’s fingers were numb on the table’s edge.
Scrape.
Lick.
Moan.
“Fuck...” Her entire body trembled with the need for climax.
Scrape.
Lick.
Growl.
“Grant—“ She opened her eyes, lowered her head and found his eyes on her.
She watched his mouth move over her in the scrape.
She flinched, trembled...
His tongue stroked her, slowly. But this time, with his eyes locked on hers, he continued to lave her in a lazy, hot back and forth. And he pushed deeper with his fingers. Did something that created more pressure.
A sound of surprise ebbed from her throat as she rose to the edge. Grant used his free hand to spread her sex and took her silk-covered clit between his lips, sucking and licking. Sucking and licking.
All the pressure and heat coalesced and the orgasm roared forward, breaking in a full body explosion. Every muscle contracted, bowing her back, twisting her waist, contorting her arms. Flash after flash after flash of ecstasy blasted through her body finally releasing her only long enough to draw air before another wave of blissfully decadent tremors wracked her body.
Grant drank in the wild sight of Faith’s beautiful body twisting and convulsing with pleasure. He always took satisfaction in a job well done. But this... There was something different about this. Something fierce. Something intense. He didn’t know what, exactly. He just knew he’d never taken any woman’s pleasure as seriously as he took Faith’s. He’d always been aggressive on the ice and assertive with women, but in the bedroom, he laid back, let the woman do her thing and find her pleasure.
He had no idea where this sudden need to possess her had come from. But it burned so hot, Grant felt like it was eating a hole in his gut. A hole that could only be filled by filling her.
When she listed back against the wall, limp and panting, Grant kissed a path down the inside of her thigh, to her knee. He sat back on his heels, pulled out his wallet and dragged out a condom.
All he could think about was pushing into all that wet heat. Driving long and hard into a pussy so tight, it would take everything Grant had to last until she came again. Later he’d fuck her until she’d had more orgasms in one night with him than in her whole relationship with Dillon. Later he’d show her the array of orgasms awaiting her until she was so wrung out, she begged for mercy. And before the sun rose, he’d be introducing her to some rougher, edgier play sure to fire her up for the rest of his time in town.
With the condom in place, his jeans clinging to his hips, Grant dragged her panties over her hips and down her legs. He left them on the floor with the rest of her clothes and dragged her upright by her arms.
She wrapped her arms around his neck, and melted into him with a long, deep, wet kiss that flashed fire back into is veins. Her mouth was loose and soft, her tongue searching and hungry. Her hands threaded in his hair and her head tilted to take the kiss deeper while her legs wrapped around him and pulled him in.
Grant stroked her body, memorizing the curves while heat and pressure continued to build at the base of his spine. He trailed his hands down her sides, over her hips, clasped her thighs and lifted her from the table. With one turn, he pressed her back up against the wall and rocked his erection against her pussy.
She moaned into his mouth and pushed a hand between them, circling and stroking his cock. Sensation ripped a path through his pelvis and up his spine. He broke the kiss on a curse and covered her hand with his.
“You want this?” he asked.
She licked her lips. “So bad.”
He moved her hand from the tip further down the length where his girth took a significant turn, and watched her eyes widened. “You want it all? Because it’s all or nothing, Faith.”
“I want it all,” she said without hesitation.
The girl was ballsy. He released her hand and gripped her chin. Anticipation made Grant’s mouth water. “Then take it. And look me in the eye while I fill you with every fucking inch.”