Chapter 27
Chapter Twenty-Seven
GRAYSON
Emma’s big blue eyes widen as her breath steadies after the loudest orgasm I’ve ever heard. She’s a powerhouse during sex just as much as she is in life, and I’m really fucking happy I learned that here in the middle of nowhere instead of my house.
I may need to gag her there.
“What?” she whispers.
My dick twitches at the raspiness in her voice from how loud she screamed, and I look up at her, momentarily distracted by her messy golden hair fanned out, arms thrown above her head, and bare chest that exposes the most perfect tits I’ve ever seen.
Emma is sex on legs with a huge heart and a brilliant mind to match, which both excites and fucking terrifies me.
I focus on her red nipples again. She came from me sucking on them, and although I knew that could happen, it never did with any of my other partners.
“Have you ever come from only nipple play?” I ask, looking for the condom in my back pocket and tossing it to the side where I can reach it.
Her cheeks flush bright red. “No, this is the first time. I didn’t think it was possible.”
Closing my eyes for a moment, I beg my dick to calm the fuck down.
“Are you okay?” Emma sounds nervous, and I need her to understand this has nothing to do with her.
“You’re just…” I trail off as her big blue eyes plead with me to finish my sentence. “That was the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.”
A smile tugs at her lips, and she grabs the back of my neck, sealing our mouths together.
Our tongues dance as we both let out sighs of relief from the sensation.
This beautiful fucking woman truly deserves to be worshipped, but I’m hanging on by a thread here.
“Emma, I promise to take my time with you when I get you in my bed, but right now, I just need both of us to come while I fuck you.”
She bites her lip and tugs my jeans down as I grab the top of her skirt to do the same. I’m met with the sight of a white lacy thong, as if she knew something was going to happen between us, and I remove it slowly. Emma’s breaths grow shallow as I see her bare pussy for the first time.
Goddamn perfect.
I’m admiring her when my cock hits my stomach as she finishes pulling down my boxer briefs.
I allow her to take a moment to know what she’s getting into.
She probably knew I was bigger than the average guy when touching me, but this is the first time she’s seen it completely exposed.
When she licks her bottom lip, the last of my self-control slips away.
Unable to wait any longer—like I ever can with this woman—I slide a finger down her wet slit.
Her mouth opens into a silent oh, and I hiss at how wet she is.
“You’re practically dripping,” I whisper, and I keep rubbing her clit. She squirms and moans as I put two fingers inside of her and pump them in and out.
“Don’t look away from me.” Emma’s eyes snap open.
“Let me touch you properly, Princess.” Her entire body relaxes like it always does when I call her that.
It might be a sweet thing to say, if only she knew all the dirty thoughts running through my mind.
The rough way I want to take her, and the sane part of me that’s saying not to hurt her by just ramming my dick where my fingers are.
Her pussy squeezes around my fingers, and that’s my cue. I kiss her roughly, her nails scratching my back again, making my cock twitch and ache for her even more.
Reaching for the condom, I open it and put it on in record time. I line myself up and stop kissing her, wanting to see everything she feels—her reaction to every movement.
Slowly, I push myself in. Both of our mouths fall open at how good and fucking right it feels. She relaxes around me, and I take advantage of the moment to bury the rest of myself inside of her.
A scream rips out of her, and my eyes almost roll to the back of my head from the ecstasy of it…her…this.
“Grayson,” she gasps.
“Emma, shit, you’re tight.” I look at her and check in, shaking from the anticipation. “Are you okay?”
She nods. “Don’t you dare stop.”
Our chests rub together when I start thrusting into her, and the friction really seems to get her going because her pussy clenches around my cock again. My hips move faster when she wraps her legs around my waist and meets me beat for beat, our bodies slapping together.
Emma leans in to kiss me. It’s messy—teeth clanking, tongues tangling, swallowing each other’s sounds. Then she surprises me by biting my bottom lip and dragging it out. The feeling wraps around my cock.
“Fuck, baby. I’m not going to last much longer.”
Emma moves her hand to her clit and rubs it.
She takes control here just like in life, and hell, she knows her body better than I do, but that’ll be my hand there next time.
This whole night has been emotional and physical foreplay.
Spending time with her that’s not just sexual is the best and worst idea I’ve ever had, but this—being inside her—is even worse.
Yet I can’t and won’t stop because it feels like fucking heaven.
Her pussy spasms, and I growl at the feeling. “Are you going to come for me, Emma?”
“Yes,” she gasps in that naturally raspy voice. “Come with me.”
She doesn’t have to tell me twice. I grab one of her ass cheeks and squeeze it hard. With the tight squeeze, her legs begin to shake, and I marvel at how she falls apart for me. Her screams, her back arching—shit.
“I’m coming.” In two thrusts, I let out a guttural sound of my own as the buzz crawls from my spine to my head, almost blacking out. I keep moving slowly, emptying myself inside the condom. Emma trembles with aftershocks, whimpering as she presses her lips softly to mine.
Our kiss doesn’t last very long because I’m still out of breath and in shock at what finally happened.
I’m surprised I lasted as long as I did.
My only hope is that she doesn’t feel used.
Like I told her, this isn’t me using her for sex whenever I want.
But holy fuck, that was unforgettable, just like her.
“I’m going to get out of you now,” I whisper.
Emma hisses at the feeling, and I throw the condom into a small garbage bin I brought.
Lying next to her, I look at the stars with her, and we remain silent.
Is she okay? Is she happy? Does she regret it? Because I sure as fuck don’t, not yet anyway.
“Grayson?”
I turn my head toward her. “Yeah?”
She hesitates. “Was that as good for you as it was for me?”
A sarcastic laugh escapes me because damn. Emma still doesn’t realize how much she affects the people around her, and she definitely underestimates her sexual capabilities if she’s asking me that.
I turn her chin until her baby blue eyes meet mine. “It’s the hardest I’ve come since we dry humped in the bathroom, meaning it’s the hardest I’ve ever come.”
Her breath catches, and I can see the millions of thoughts flowing through her head.
What I would do to get into that pretty little stubborn mind. Or maybe I wouldn’t, maybe it would make both of us rethink all of this.
Emma’s eyes dart around, and she’s visibly overwhelmed by something, which makes me nervous.
Good God, we need to calm down. I give her a harsh kiss to stop her mind from imploding and pull her close until her head rests on my chest.
“I’m getting on the pill this weekend,” she says confidently, and I’m caught off guard by her quick decision. Although filling her up with my cum and leaving it there while she’s watching me give a lecture…yeah, that’s something I’d be up for. “Are you all set to go? You know, no STDs?”
“Way to kill the mood,” I joke, and huff out a pained laugh at her smack on my stomach. “I’m good to go.”
She nods against my chest. “Okay.”
“Okay,” I respond, wondering if she’s realized that saying a simple “okay” back-to-back has become our little thing. I’m not sure how or when it happened, but I surprisingly don’t mind it. It somehow feels like our way of saying “I like you” without actually saying it.
She probably hasn’t noticed and won’t until I decide how to handle this in the next couple of months.
Ten minutes later, I’m back inside her, this time she’s on her side, her back against my chest, her ass sticking out and looking as smackable as ever. We both come in unison, and this time, I shake just as much as she does.