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“Grayson!”

Letting go of one of my ass cheeks, he slides two fingers into my drenched opening.

“Your ass tastes so fucking good,” he says, his tone husky and his breath fans across my exposed ass.

I whimper, caught between feeling self-conscious and incredibly horny.

“Don’t stop,” I beg. “Please.”

I gyrate my hips, trying to get his fingers deeper inside me. Grayson doesn’t leave me hanging, he curls his fingers while continuing to lap and suck on my asshole.

The sensation from his attention backthereis making it hard to stay up. I give up, and rest on my elbows instead of my hands. Burying my head in the mattress, I moan nonsensically, and my entire body is shaking.

“Gray,” I pant. “I’m going to… oh God… I’m so close. I need—”

“I know what you need,” he rasps.

He moves his other hand to my front so he can reach my clit. With deft fingers, he swirls the nub, and with each movement I’m closer to the edge.

“Come for me, Princess.”

His husky demand is my undoing, my body following his command. My orgasm hits me so hard I can barely breathe. Not that I care. All that matters is the pleasure he’s wringing from me.

“Fuck,” I pant as soon as I’m no longer shaking.

“That was fucking beautiful,” he says almost reverently.

Christ, I can’t believe I let him do that. As I process what he just did, my cheeks burn hot, and I feel mortified.

“Hey,” Grayson snaps, cupping my chin and forcing me to look into his eyes. “Don’t you dare get fucking embarrassed. Your ass tasted divine, and I don’t ever want you to get shy about what we do.”

“But—”

“No buts,” he growls. “I don’t fucking care if you have a tampon stuck and need me to remove it, or an unwanted hair on your pretty nipples. If you want or need something, I’ll always give it to you. Do you understand?”

Even though I’m not sure I do, I nod.

“Liar,” he chuckles. “But one day you’ll know exactly what I mean. And if I’m lucky, you’ll feel the same.”

I gulp, feeling overwhelmed.

“O-okay,” I whisper, unable to look anywhere but into his dark, intense eyes. “I think I get it.”

“Good girl,” he praises. “I really want to fucking kiss you.”

“So why don’t you?” I volley, stretching my neck to get closer to him.

Despite his words, he gets out of bed and disappears into the bathroom.

When I hear water running I feel cheated. Not that the orgasm I just had wasn’t amazing, but I didn’t think he would be done that soon. I really wanted to feel his cock inside me.

Minutes pass and just as I consider getting dressed again Grayson reappears with water dripping down his chin. He takes one look at me and then he bursts out laughing.

“Why do you look all murdery?” he asks, curious.

Rolling my eyes, I answer, “You said you wanted to kiss me, but then you left me alone.”

Still laughing, he comes back to the bed, lying down next to me. He moves one hand to my throat, and the second he squeezes, I relax.

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