Page 60 of Balancing Act


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“But you’re . . .”

“What?”

“I don’t know.” He went back to trailing kisses along my collarbone and neck. “Gorgeous, famous, wanted by every man in the country.”

I laughed.

“It’s true.”

“Well, they can’t have me.”

“I can though.”

“Yes. You’re the only one.”

He growled, gripping my hips with a fierceness that stole my breath. “Say it again.”

“You’re the only one who gets to fuck me, Gray.”

He growled again and shifted his hips, positioning his cock at my entrance. With one smooth thrust, he filled me completely. I gasped in surprise and pleasure, my eyes widening as I felt him swell inside me.

“Feels like I’ve been waiting for this forever,” he said, his voice rough.

“You have,” I agreed, wrapping my legs tighter to pull him closer. “I have too.”

We started to move, his thrusts deep and slow as he calculated his strokes to get as deep as possible. My arms snaked around his neck, my fingers splayed across his strong back, touching every inch of him I could. Our eyes locked, a fierce connection building between us as we rode the waves of desire.

“I’m not rough,” he said, his voice a low rumble. “But I can be.”

“I want you to be,” I whispered, my body tightening around him.

With that, he picked up his pace, his hips pistoning powerfully into me. My back arched, a cry of pure, unadulterated pleasure escaping my lips.

“That’s it, baby,” he growled, his eyes dark with hunger. His lips crashed down on mine, silencing my cries. I could feel him hit that perfect spot, that spot so deep inside me that sent waves of pleasure coursing through my entire body.

“I can't believe how good you feel,” Gray panted, his eyes locked on mine. “I don't think I've ever felt anything like this.”

I could feel the spray from the waterfall on my face as the force of our lovemaking drove us closer and closer to the edge.

“I’m close, Gray,” I whimpered, my voice barely heard over the sound of the water.

“Me too,” he grunted, his thrusts becoming more erratic, more desperate.

I moved my hips faster, my nails digging into his back as I felt myself cresting that peak. I called his name as I rode out my pleasure.

A moment later, he groaned, his voice like gravel. I felt his cock throb, twitch as he spilled himself deep inside me.

“Damn, Eryn,” he said, the words rumbling from deep within his chest as he held me close. “I can't pretend anymore.” His voice was gruff, but laced with a vulnerability that made my heart skip a beat.

“What do you mean?” I was floating, felt completely melted into him as he held me, swaying our bodies in the water.

“You asked me how I felt, that night at the bar. I couldn’t say the truth because I didn’t know how. I don’t know how to talk about my feelings.” He leaned down and kissed my forehead. “But I want to try, for you.”

I smiled. “That’s all I ask.”

“Being near you . . .” He hesitated, shaking his head as if to clear it. “You’re like the sunshine I didn’t know I needed. From the moment I saw you,” he said, his voice barely a whisper, “I knew I wanted you. Not just in my bed, but in my life.”

“So you care about me?”

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