I grin at him. “Stop arguing.”
“Stop oversimplifying.”
“I’m not saying it will be simple, but shouldn’t we at least try? If we don’t, then why bother at all?”
He lifts a brow. “It sounds like you’re backing Adrienne, then.”
“I…don’t know.”
“And what about theModswho don’t want to make peace with the Company?” he challenges. “What do we do with them? Force them into a truce against their will? Lock them up? Exile them?”
“If we give them a choice, I have to believe they’ll make the right one.”
“Sometimes there is no right choice. Sometimes all the choices are shitty.”
“This is the worst after-sex talk I’ve ever had,” I inform him, and he snorts out a laugh.
A second later, he rolls over and starts kissing my neck, his fingers trailing up my rib cage. “You’re right. Let’s talk about more interesting things.”
“Like what?”
He reaches my breast, and a shiver skates through me when he rubs my nipple with the pad of his thumb. It sends an instant jolt of desire between my legs.
“Like how good you taste,” he says before taking my nipple between his lips. He sucks gently, then licks a circle around the tight peak, drawing a whimper from me. “You have no idea how good you look right now.”
“I look the way I always do.”
“Exactly.”
When his tongue chases mine into my mouth, my entire body starts humming. A hot, needy clench between my legs. Soon I’m pulling off my shirt, and he’s tackling my underwear, yanking them down my legs. There’s no foreplay. He rolls me onto my back, and I’m already peeling his briefs off him, revealing his bare ass and squeezing the tightest buttocks ever.
He fists his cock and nudges it at my opening. I’m ready for him, welcoming him inside. He thrusts deep, and it feels so good I moan loud enough to bring a smile to his lips.
“Quiet,” he mocks. “Don’t want to wake the entire block.”
“These walls are reinforced steel. I can be as loud as I want.”
“Hmm, good point.” He slowly withdraws, then plunges back in, filling me completely. “Scream for me, baby.”
I meet him thrust for thrust. It feels good.Hefeels good. My fingers tangle in his hair as I pull his mouth to mine, and he kisses me as his hips move, stoking the fire burning between us.
“Going to need you to come for me now,” he whispers in my ear.
“Are you close?” I whisper back.
“So damn close.” He curses, then slows his pace. In fact, he goes completely still.
“If you want me to finish, you’re going to have to move,” I tease.
“If you want me to not finish, you’re going to have to stay still for a second.”
Laughter bubbles in my throat.
“Touch yourself,” he says roughly. “Get yourself close.”
I slide my hand between our bodies, my fingers finding my clit. I stroke it delicately, enjoying the way Gray’s chest rises with each strained breath. He hovers over me, devouring me with his gaze.
“Does it feel good?”
