AllFreeNovel
Share Us
The bright sun outside my office window has moved to the other side of the building and the sky is now a dark gray, hinting at a rain shower. When I hear the taps on the window, my attention is pulled away from the computer. I stand and stretch my legs and glance out at the thunderstorm rolling across the sky. My thoughts go to Grayson and I wonder if something happened during his lunch that upset him. Glancing at the clock, I see it’s already past my time off. I’m not surprised.
Looking into the lobby, I see everyone’s offices are blacked out with doors closed except Grayson’s. His windows are clear and he’s steadily typing away at his computer, clearly focused on work.
I enter and he slowly stops typing, then looks to me. His eyes narrow a bit as if I’m disrupting him. “Yes, Emma?”
“Are you okay? You seemed upset earlier.”
“I’m fine. You should head home. It’s late and the weather is going to get worse.”
Again, he’s curt with me and it stings. I turn to leave, but I don’t want to go feeling this way. “What about dinner? Would you like to come over tonight?”
Grayson raises his attention to me. “Thank you, but not tonight.”
Tears irritate my eyes and I leave his office with a lump in my throat and a ball of emotion in my gut.
At home, I’ve changed into lounge pants, a fitted t-shirt, and slippers and nestled into my blue, comfy couch with my tablet. I’m ready to finish the manuscript I started earlier. Several pages in and I’m gnawing on my lip as the tantalizing words bring heat between my legs. A knock on my door yanks my thoughts from the story. I grumble, not in the mood to entertain anyone after Grayson’s rejection and weird attitude this afternoon.
Opening the door, Grayson stands there in jeans and a jacket, his hair a wet and sexy mess, a bag of food in his hand.
“Can I come in?”
I open the door wider and he steps in, sets the food down and shakes off his jacket and raindrops. He hangs his jacket in my closet, then grabs the bag of food. “I picked us up something, where would you like me to put it?”
I point to the counter in the kitchen. I’m thrilled to see him, but a bit confused. “I’m surprised to see you.”
He quietly sets the food down then takes the few steps over to me. “I needed to see you.” Lifting me up, he spreads my legs around his waist and holds my ass tight against him. “Where’s your bedroom?”
Already feeling wet and needy from the sex scene in the book, I giggle and point toward the hall. Maybe I should be turning him down and demand an explanation for his behavior earlier, but you know what, a woman has needs too, and in this moment, I want the release.
He nips and sucks at my neck, then consumes my mouth with his fiery and eager kiss. “I want to bury myself in you and forget this day.”
His voice is gruff, filled with sexual need. I’m tossed onto my bed and looking up, I see his eyes have glossed over. The desire is there and my body responds, ready and willing to be taken by him.
My slippers drop to the floor as he quickly removes my pants and underwear. Next, my t-shirt is thrown through the air followed by him removing his sweater and revealing his perfectly toned torso. The rest of his clothes disappear as quickly as mine.
His weight lowers the bed as he crawls above me. Placing his hands on my knees, he spreads my legs and the moment his tongue touches my clit, I know he means business. He tongue-fucks the shit out of me and I grab his hair and uncontrollably bounce my hips toward his face, riding my high.
As soon as the trembling from my orgasm fades, he raises himself, grabs my legs, and flips me over. Raising my ass to him, he spreads my legs, then fills me to the brim.
A low moan escapes his lips before he holds my hips steady and pounds into me. I fist my comforter and moan so loud I have to shove my face into the pillow so I don’t scare my neighbors.
“Fuuuck, Emma. You feel so good.”
His hand latches onto my shoulder and he fucks me harder. The sound of moans, grunts and skin slapping skin echoes in my ears. He feels incredible. I don’t want it to end, but my own body is a greedy bitch and I slam back into him, eager for another orgasm.
As I pour over him, I feel his dick pulse, then release into me. The tight grip on my shoulder relaxes as he pulls out. He leans over me, bites my ear and pulls it between his teeth. Goosebumps raise over my skin as his hands rub down my arms. “Liked that, didn’t you?”
“Yes.”
Grayson leans up on his knees and raises me with him, holding me against his chest as his hands massage my breasts. His hot breath warms my ear. “Next time, I want it in your ass, Princess. Would you like that?”
I let out a whimper as he thumbs my sensitive nipples. “Yes.”
His head is buried in my hair and he’s holding me tight against him. “What else would you let me do?”
I chuckle. “Nothing, until you feed me, Grayson Cole. I did see the restaurant name on that bag you brought in.”
Grayson laughs into my ear. “Maybe I’m not ready to let you out of this bed.”
