Page 118 of Lessons In Grey
Grey grabbed his jaw, jerking his eyes back to his. “Don’teverlay your eyes on her. You’re lucky I didn’t fucking kill you for threatening her life this morning, Gluver.” He sneered. “I should just kill you right now, shouldn’t I?” he asked, tilting his head to one side. “That would send a good message to your precious boss, wouldn’t it? Making you disappear in the middle of a work day.”
The panic in Diamond’s eyes was just as real as the arousal dripping down my legs. “Please,” he begged.
Grey shoved him back towards the door, causing him to stumble and fall against it. “Get out of my room, and if Ievercatch you looking at her again, I’ll kill you in your office and let your precious fucktoy find you.”
Two birds with one stone, so to speak, I guess. Traumatize Remi, get rid of a problem.
Perfect.
Diamond nearly sprinted out of the room.
Grey shut the door behind him and locked it. “I should havejust killed them all two months ago,” he muttered and turned back to me. “He’ll get what’s coming to him, I promise.”
I sucked in my lips, pulling at my sleeves, pressing my thighs together, trying to contain myself.
His eyes roved over me slowly, his brows pulling together only to relax when his gaze locked with mine.
A split second passed before we nearly ran to each other, our lips slamming together painfully.
I jumped up, wrapping my legs around his hips, grinding myself against his throbbing cock, groaning into his mouth.
He gripped onto my thighs, walking to I didn’t give a fuck where as I wrapped my arms around his neck, deepening that kiss, tasting every fucking inch of him.
I felt his desk slide under me, his hands already finding the button on my jeans. He undid them quickly ripping them down until he had to break the kiss to jerk them off my feet, my shoes going with them.
His lips found mine again, our hands exploring each other wildly, pressing and gripping, pulling, palming. God, I couldn’t get enough of him.
I undid his pants, breaking our kiss, his teeth finding my neck as I pulled his hardened cock, stroking it once.
He groaned against my neck before sinking his teeth into my skin, sucking hard, pain shivering down my spine.
I moaned, shifting my soaked thong to one side and guiding him to my entrance, my heart slamming as worlds collided around us.
Nothing existed but this, but us. Our euphoria.
Fuck.
He snarled, shoving into me, the pain welcome as I grinded against him. I guess I did understand some pain. Some pain was good. Some pain made sense.
His hands wrapped around my thighs, jerking me forward as our lips found each other again.
He released my thigh and slid his fingers into me, curling them, hitting my clit instantly.
I ripped away from his lips, groaning as he worked his fingers, my pussy still stretching around his cock. Over and over again, he slammed his fingers into me, my orgasm growing and growing until I exploded around him, only for him to rip his fingers out and start slamming his cock into me.
I cried out, grinding against him, his nails digging into my skin as his cock hit that spot, drawing out my waves of pleasure.
“Did you like it when I threatened him, baby?” he asked, finding my eyes.
I nodded, gaping as another orgasm grew within me. “Fuck.”
“Do you like knowing that the same hands that do this to you, give you this much pleasure, are capable of ripping a life from this world?”
“Ohfuck,” I groaned as another one ripped through me.
I shook and trembled around him, tightening around his cock, crying out his name, grinding my hips into him. “Fuck, Grey,” I whimpered, watching his eyes, seeing the truth behind him. Lust, desire, hunger, forme.All of it. He needed me. I could see how addicted he was just by the look in his eyes.
“Fuck, Emily,” he groaned, his eyes black as they fell into mine.