Chapter 7
Chapter Seven
Gray
I had never ached so badly in my entire life and if I didn’t come soon, I was worried there would be medical consequences. I could no longer even form words, just sounds. Desperate begging sounds that should have been embarrassing, but I didn’t care. As long as I got to come right now.
Right. Now.
“Okay gorgeous, let’s see it,” Mal said, but I couldn’t translate the words into anything meaningful.
The tears were still wet on my face when she dove between my legs again and sucked my clit into her mouth at the same time as she slid two fingers inside me and that was it.
Everything narrowed and then expanded so much that I didn’t think my body could contain all of it.
Too hard, too sharp, too good, too much.
It was wonderful and terrible in equal parts and I had never come this hard in my fucking life. I didn’t want it to end, but if it didn’t end, I was probably going to die.
Possibly.
Eventually the intensity lowered, like an elevator going down and down and down until all that was left was sweat and panting and my skin sensitivity turned up all the way, so even the air in the room felt a caress.
I didn’t know when I’d closed my eyes, but I had. Eventually I remembered how to open them and look down to find Mal wearing a very satisfied smile while she perched between my legs.
“You are so fucking beautiful.” She kissed the insides of both my thighs and I twitched. The kisses were so warm and soft, and I was still on the edge from that climax.
It took me way too long that I needed to come up with some kind of response.
“Thank you.” Those weren’t the words I would have chosen to say.
Mal raised her eyebrows.
“Oh god, forget I said that.” I covered my face with one of my hands before Mal grabbed it and twisted our fingers together.
“No, don’t you dare hide that adorable face from me.”
“I’m sorry,” I said, still a little mortified.
“Don’t be. I took it as a compliment.”
She was still so relaxed and that was extremely annoying. I felt like I was in pieces on her bed and I didn’t know how long it would take to put myself back together.
Mal stroked my hair back from my face, her fingers lingering as she swiped them under my eyes.
“You got really desperate there, didn’t you?”
Shit. She was going to mention something about me crying and how weird that was.
It didn’t happen all the time, but when it did, I loved it.
There was another release that came with tears.
I couldn’t explain it. I’d tried, to my ex.
She’d been worried about me when it happened, and it had unsettled her.
I didn’t blame her for wanting to stop when it happened, but it had really driven a wedge between us that had widened once I accepted more of our incompatibilities.
Breaking up with Alina hadn’t felt so traumatic, just more of a natural drifting apart of two people who weren’t right for each other in the end.
“Does that bother you?” I asked. If she said yes, I was going to have to find my clothes and go back next door and chalk tonight up to being nice, but not quite right.
Mal bit her bottom lip as if she was hiding a smile.
“What would you say if I told you I loved it? If I wanted it?”
Oh.
“Wait, really?” I asked, sitting up. My limbs were apparently working again.
She stared deep into my eyes, like she was looking for something.
“Yes. I…you crying turned me on so fucking much.”
Now she was the one ducking her head.
“Are you messing with me right now, or are you serious?” I needed her to absolutely confirm this for me.
I’d never met anyone else who liked this specific thing. Not that I’d been running around and advertising it. But from what I could tell, it wasn’t something as common as say, enjoying spanking.
Mal lifted her head and met my eyes again.
“I’m serious. I have no idea why, but I like it. I love it. I’m sure a therapist would have a good time and make some money working on why, but I don’t believe in shame when it comes to sex. Sometimes, we just like what we like. What about you?”
Wasn’t that the question?
“It happened a few times with my ex, when things got really intense. It kind of scared her, but the opposite was true for me. I…I like the way it feels. I don’t know. I haven’t tried to analyze it. Worried that will open too many cans of worms.”
She nodded in understanding.
Was this really happening? I was here, naked, with one of the most beautiful women I’d ever seen, and we were talking about getting turned on by tears.
Mal stroked my face again. “Why do we like it.” It wasn’t really a question, but I answered anyway.
“Don’t know, and right now? I don’t care.”
It was her turn.
Reaching forward, I wrapped her ponytail around my wrist. Holy hell, her hair was really doing it for me.
“What do you want, Mal?” I asked. I’d give it to her.
Her smile was slow and seductive. I sat up further and she pressed herself up on her arms to meet me in the middle and kiss me. I liked the way I tasted on her lips.
“Mmmm, I’m thinking I’d like you to use one of these on me and get me off. I’ve been so fucking close this whole night, it’s not going to take much.”
Well that wasn’t fair.
“Hear me out, what if you came up here and rode my face? Or I ate you out? I’m not particular, as long as I get to put my mouth on you.” I had a feeling she’d give incredibly good direction and I was looking forward to it.
Mal’s eyes lit up.
“You really wanna taste me that bad, huh?”
With one hand on my shoulder, she pushed me back into the pillows. I liked it. Push me around, flip me over, do what you want with me.
“Yes,” I said. The only word I could form as she gazed down at me.
“I guess we can do that. If you want.”
“Oh, what a chore, I know.” She’d eaten me within an inch of my life, and I thought it was fair to blow her mind with my tongue too. Until my jaw locked up if that was what it took.
“Okay.”
That was the only warning I had before she pretty much dragged me down the bed and then flipped me around so my feet were where my head had been.
“Jesus. Do you lift?” I asked her. She flexed her arms.
“A little. You’re also easy to toss around.” She leaned down and gave me a kiss as she swept her tongue into my mouth.
“Give me two taps if you need a breath or a break, okay? While you suffocating under me sounds sexy in theory, that’s not my kink.”
I laughed. It wasn’t mine either.
Mal swung her leg over me and it took a little bit of positioning to get everything where it needed to be.
“Well isn’t this convenient,” she said, reaching down to twist at one of my nipples.
“Oh, fuck,” I said, forgetting what I was doing for a moment. And then she was perched above me and all I could see was slick, sweet skin that I couldn’t wait to taste.
“You ready, lovely?” she asked me. I should have just told her “yes,” but instead I gave her a thumbs up. Like a dumbass.
I couldn’t see her face, but I heard and felt her laugh. My fingers dug into her thighs and guided her right where I needed her to be.
And then I was surrounded by heat and fire and sweetness and oh my god, if she killed me I wouldn’t mind.
Mal held herself mostly still as I dove right in with my tongue and suction and teeth scraping gently. Sure, breathing was a bit of a task, but I wasn’t that attached to it. I’d rather get her to keep making those deep and desperate sounds that I could just barely hear.
She was holding herself back from grinding against me, so I tried to move her hips to show her that it was okay.
That I wanted her to take what she wanted from me.
Getting her off was my main mission right now and I would do anything she needed.
With only a little coaxing, she found her own rhythm and started to move against me as I did my best to lick and suck and be right where she needed me.
“Oh fuck, right there, yes, that’s it, you’re doing so good, you’re amazing.” Mal kept up a string of praise as she leaned forward to get the best angle. Her legs had also started shaking around me, making me feel like I was in the midst of the sexiest earthquake ever.
Fuck me, she tasted incredible and she didn’t hold back, and I knew she was going to come all over my face and drown me.
I tasted the little flutters just before she climaxed, letting out wordless sounds and gasps that I wished I could hear more clearly.
I lapped her up, greedy to taste all of her desire.
Mal leaned forward and then fell to my right on the bed, panting and letting out a little laugh.
“Holy shit, did I drown you?” One of her legs nudged my shoulder.
“Not in any way I didn’t love,” I told her, turning my head and grinning at her, my face, neck, and upper chest wet and sweaty.
“I’ve made a mess of you, Gray.” I guess she was back to using my name again. I tried not to be too disappointed.
“It’s okay,” I told her, still buzzing. Give me a few more minutes and I’d be ready to go again. Well, give me some water and a snack and I’d be ready. Sex always took a lot out of me, in a good way. I’d forgotten that part.
Mal pushed herself up, her hair escaping the ponytail and floating around her face. She looked like a debauched fae princess. How the hell was she so beautiful? And how the hell was I lucky enough to see her like this?
“I don’t know about you, but I could use a little break for some food and a shower. Is that okay?” She seemed almost tentative, as if she was worried about my response. “Or we can call it a night right now. Whatever you want, Gray.”
What I wanted was to get my hands in that hair again. What I wanted was to roll around naked with her until I didn’t know a taste in my mouth that wasn’t her.
“That sounds good to me. The first option. If you don’t mind.”
Her smile was bright. “Perfect.”