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“Hell yes I want you to keep going. I’ve come this far. Don’t stop now.”
Grayson chuckled. He moved to the side and ditched his pants and briefs. Naked, he crawled next to her. “We have a problem.”
“What’s that?”
“You’re still dressed,” he said.
She didn’t respond to his comment. Instead, her mouth slightly parted as her gaze latched onto his rigid cock. “You have to be kidding me.”
He stilled. “What’s wrong?”
“You’re way too big.”
Naturally, his ego boosted. “Don’t worry. I’ll go slow.”
“Who said I want it slow?”
He was beginning to worry about her. She wasn’t prone to changing her mind like this. No doubt about it. Paris didn’t seem like the same person she was yesterday. But why?
Don’t analyze. Just act.
In one quick move, he lifted off her shirt and couldn’t help but whistle. “Where have you been hiding that body?”
She punched him in the chest, acting as if he’d said something either funny or inappropriate. He couldn’t tell which.
“I haven’t been interested in letting anyone see it before.”
He could believe that. Grayson was about to ask why she chose him, but then thought better of it. That conversation he’d table until later. “I appreciate the vote of confidence.”
Before she changed her mind about continuing, Grayson leaned over and kissed her again. He hadn’t planned on moving so quickly, but it was as if his fingers and mouth had a mind of their own. One minute their tongues were doing a dance, and the next he was unclasping her bra and then dragging the straps down her arms.
Paris leaned back, breaking their contact. She ripped off the bra and flung it to the other side of the bed. “I don’t want this on anymore.”
That wasn’t the seductive response he was expecting, but he wouldn’t complain. At the sight of her luscious breasts, he was sure his eyes had turned golden. He just had to touch and taste her tits, or pray he didn’t shift.
Paris dragged her nails down his chest with a bit too much force, but he kept quiet. There was almost nothing she could do that would hurt him, but the scraping stung a little. “Let’s take it easy.”
“Easy?” she said, suddenly turning a tad angry. “I don’t want it easy. I want it hard.”
Her aggressive attitude surprisingly turned him on. “Then let’s see the rest of you.”
Grayson expected to be the one to slowly drag her panties downward, but Paris swatted his hands away. “You’ll take too long.”
Too long? “Are you okay?”
She grit her teeth at him and then laughed. “I’ve never felt better.”
In a flash she was naked. Paris then pressed on his chest, indicating she wanted him on his back. That worked for him. She surprised him even further when she sat on her haunches and ran her hands over his biceps, down his abs, and then grabbed his cock. When she squeezed, her strength was unexpected. His body heated immediately from her sensual touch and from the force she was exerting.
Wanting to touch her, too, Grayson moved the long hair that had fallen over her face out of the way. Paris was such a beautiful woman, but he wasn’t able to see her face for long, because she leaned over and drew his cock into her mouth. Nothing was tentative about her approach. Her intensity sent every one of his senses skyward.
With one hand, Grayson grabbed hold of her hair and held it out of the way. With his other, he ran a palm down her back. Heat poured off her. He might have commented, but he didn’t want her to stop—until he needed her to. Exploding within a few minutes of them being together would be uncool.
After her tongue did an erotic dance on his dick, and her hand caressed his balls for another few minutes, his libido reached a fevered pitch. He feared he might detonate. “Enough, Paris.”
She didn’t seem to hear him, because she didn’t stop. In one quick move, he grabbed her waist and swung her away from him.
“Hey!” He couldn’t believe she sounded almost furious.
