Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 74968 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 375(@200wpm)___ 300(@250wpm)___ 250(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 74968 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 375(@200wpm)___ 300(@250wpm)___ 250(@300wpm)
“Yeah.” I exhaled, tension being replaced by pure want. “Go.”
Of course Grayson didn’t take that command seriously, taking his sweet time and fucking me with slow, deep thrusts. He didn’t seem in a hurry in the slightest.
“More.” My voice was less demand and more begging. He responded by reaching around me to stroke my cock at the same leisurely pace. He used a light grip, edging me as effectively as he had when watching TV. I was both dying to climax and wanting this to never end.
“Fuck.” I said the word more like praise than a curse because I was seriously impressed. “I was right about your stamina.”
“Yep.” Grayson took the compliment in stride and didn’t seem any more inclined to speed up. However, he used his hand to get me closer and closer before backing way off. Forget lasting forever.
“Need to come.” My breath was all choppy.
“When I say.” God, that stern tone alone was almost enough to get me there.
“Yes.” I had no idea how I was going to stick to the agreement, only that the need to please him outweighed everything else.
“Good boy.” His praise made me that much more determined to wait.
I moaned, low and needy.
“Not yet,” he cautioned as he reached the speed I’d been craving for what felt like hours. He tightened his grip on my hip and cock, fingers digging into my flesh as he pounded me. And naturally, he was hitting my spot like fucking was a rodeo event he was determined to win.
“Please.” The plea came out as a tortured moan.
“Be good.” He kept right on fucking me, ever closer, but I reached the same point I had when we’d watched TV. I floated along, riding the near-orgasmic wave, giving myself over to the fuck completely. I let him have his way with me and trusted that he’d get me where I wanted to go. As soon as I went pliant, Grayson went harder, moaning along with me.
“Now.” He growled, and I was so far gone that I almost missed the command. “Come with me.”
The with did it. Knowing he was coming too, something I’d always thought to be more urban legend than real possibility, was hot as hell. My climax started in my feet, which flexed, toes gripping the bed, then spread upward, thighs tensing, stomach quivering, chest and face heating, until I was coming all over his hand. He kept right on stroking, wringing wave after wave from me. I’d never had a climax last so long.
Edging was certainly an underrated turn-on because it seemed to make my orgasm that much stronger and also more emotional. The relief was as powerful as the climax, along with the satisfaction of knowing I’d pleased him.
He managed to withdraw while I was still pulsing with the last of my orgasm before collapsing next to me and running a hand down my back.
“Reckon we both need showers before we finish the pen.” His tone was fond, and he didn’t sound in a hurry to move. “Wait.” He gently reached for my left hand. “How’s your hand?”
“What hand?” I chuckled. “I’m good. Never better. Please tell me we can do that again sometime.”
He groaned. “Adler—”
“I’m good at keeping secrets.” I could accept that he needed things to be on the down-low. What I couldn’t accept was never having him again. I needed more of what we’d shared.
“You? You’re more talkative than a parrot.”
“I am.” I made an indignant noise. “Hotel staff gets good at being discreet, and with a pack of siblings, secrets are currency.”
He sighed heavily but didn’t reply.
“Just don’t say no right now,” I said quickly before he could shut me down. “That was too good for you to be regretting it already.”
“I’m not.” Groaning again, he continued to stroke my back. “I should be, but that was…” He whistled as he trailed off. “Damn. Not sure I ever had it that good.”
“See?” I rolled so I could waggle my eyebrows at him. “What if the next time is even better?”
“What if.” Grayson sounded more resigned than anything else. And that wasn’t a no, so I’d take it. Rather than continuing to plead my case, I went silent, allowing myself to bask in his affectionate touches. Surely he’d eventually see my point that this was too good not to keep going.
Chapter Seventeen
Grayson
My willpower, as far as Adler was concerned, was only so strong. Accordingly, as the days after our fucking rolled by, I became crankier and crankier. Toward everyone, but I had to admit to reserving a certain amount of my ire just for him.
“Stalls done?” I asked crisply as I entered the horse barn to find Adler alone. Always a dangerous prospect, lately even more so. And it wasn’t his fault he was so darn tempting, what with the easy smiles and the flirting he saved for when it was only us around.