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“Will you let me take it off?”
I nod, and he rises to his knees, taking his time pulling the black fabric down my legs. I can see how hard he is, and I want him. I want him inside me.
Gray lies down on his side next to me, holding himself up on his elbow, his eyes on mine as his fingers find their way between my legs.
“You don’t have to do that,” I whisper. No man ever has, and I don’t expect it from Gray either.
He frowns at me. “Baby, youaregoing to come. Multiple times, if it’s up to me.”
His fingers slip into me with ease, and the way he touches me has me ready to come within minutes. He grins as I squirm, pushing my hips up against his hand. I’m getting closer and closer. “Such a wet fucking pussy,” he whispers. “You want to come for me, don’t you?”
I nod and thread my hand through his hair, pulling his head to mine as my muscles tighten around his fingers. “Grayson,” I moan, my lips finding his as wave after wave of pleasure rocks my body.
He smiles against my lips and pulls away to look at me. I can’t even imagine what image I’m presenting him with. My cheeks must be flushed and my hair a mess, but he looks at me as though I’m the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen.
I smile as my hands run down his abs, pausing at the waistband of his boxer shorts. “I’ve been wondering what’s underneath here,” I whisper, slipping my hand in. I palm his dick, and his eyes fall closed.
“I want more,” I whisper.
Gray runs a hand through his hair, frustrated. “Baby, I’d want nothing more… but I don’t have protection. Considering the amount of confidential data in my apartment, I’ve never taken a woman home with me. Besides… I didn’t think you’d be ready for a while longer, so I haven’t bought any yet.”
I smile and pull him closer. “That’s okay, I’m on the pill,” I whisper, pushing down his boxer shorts.
“Are you sure, Ari? I’m clean… I’ve never had a woman without a condom, but I still want you to be sure.”
I nod, and Gray pushes my legs apart wider, settling between them. I moan when he slides up against me, pushing just the tip in before leaning in to kiss me.
I lift my hips impatiently, and he smirks as he pulls back to look at me. He looks into my eyes as he sinks all the way inside me. “So fucking good,” he groans, his eyes never leaving mine as he pulls back slightly before thrusting back into me.
“You have any idea how long I’ve wanted this pussy.”
I moan and wrap my arms around his neck, moving with him. I don’t remember sex feeling this good. I’ve never felt this… full. The way he’s stretching me out, it’s almost painful, but I love it.
“I’ve dreamt of you, baby. For months now, you’ve been fueling my fantasies.”
He thrusts into me harder, faster, clearly hanging on by a thread, and I love this. I love how badly he wants me. I love his expressions, his need.
“Tell me, Ari. Have you been touching yourself to thoughts of me? Because I have. Every time I wrapped my hand around my dick, it’s your face I imagined.”
“Yes,” I moan. Even when the messages Ash sent me turned me on, it was Grayson I imagined. “Yes, Gray.”
He leans in and captures my lips as he increases the pace until he loses it. “Aria,” he moans, and my pussy squeezes him tightly. I’ve never felt this needy before. Just having him come deep inside me has me feeling so damn close to him.
Gray collapses on top of me, and I wrap my arms around him as he kisses my neck. “I’m not done with you,” he whispers. “I told you I’m going to make you come multiple times tonight, and I have every intention of keeping my word.”
42
Aria
I smile to myself when Gray finds yet another excuse to walk out of his office. He walks up to me, a stack of documents in his hands this time.
“Aria,” he says, his expression serious. I turn to look at him, trying to assess whether he actually needs something this time. So far, he’s asked me for help with five different queries that are elementary level at best. It should annoy me, but honestly, I’m loving it. I love how blatant he is about his affection. He isn’t trying to look cool or any of the crap Brad used to pull.
The last couple of days have been so perfect that it’s surreal. It feels like this might all be a dream. Like I’ll wake up tomorrow to find that being with Gray is still only a fantasy. He’s perfect, and I’m falling harder every second I spend with him. Grayson is more about actions than words. He shows me how much he cares about me every single day. It’s not even about the dates, it’s the little things. We sit on the sofa together, talking for hours, never getting enough of each other. It’s in the way touches me, never pushing me outside of my comfort zone. I’m still not comfortable taking off my bra, and he never questions me about it, never pushes me. Instead, he just kisses my insecurities away, taking his time with me.
“Grayson,” I say, smiling as I rise from my seat.
His eyes are twinkling, and I just know he’s made up another excuse to spend some time with me.
