Page 146 of Lessons In Grey

My lips parted slightly, and I pressed them against his, my eyes falling shut.

It took less than a second for a soft moan to leave his throat. His hand found the back of my head as his tongue slid into my mouth, the kiss deep, slow, sensual.

I explored his mouth carefully, running my tongue over his teeth, his tongue, his lips, everything.

Grey’s hand tightened in my hair, his body moving to a more comfortable position as I splayed my hands across his chest, the warmth of his skin sending shivers down my spine.

I broke the kiss first, finding his hooded, dilated eyes, both of us breathing heavily. “Tell me something brilliant,” I whispered and leaned down for another kiss.

Grey flicked the blanket back, his lips working feverishly against mine as he slid his arm around me and easily pulled me on top of him.

A gasp ripped from me as I settled around his hips, my knees falling to either side of him, his hardened cock pressing against me.

My eyes widened as I felt it throb against my pussy. “You were sleeping naked in the living room?” I whispered.

“I was hoping you’d come see me,” he mumbled, sliding his hands up my thighs, squeezing them roughly.

I couldn’t help it. I grinded against him, his boxers already soaked, a whimper breaking from my lips.

“Don’t be too loud, Snowflake, we have company.”

I bit my lip, finding his eyes, my nails digging into his chest. “Something brilliant,” I breathed out as I pushed myself back onto his thighs and worked far too hard to get the boxers off. It definitely wasn’t cute or easy. In fact, it was embarrassing how hard it was to get them off in the positions we were in.

“Charles Bukowski once said,” he began as I finally took my place again, feeling his cock throbbing under me as I grinded my hips slowly, watching his jaw tighten inneed, “’If something burns your soul with purpose and desire, it’s your duty to be reduced to ashes by it. Any other form of existence will be yet another dull book in the library of life’.”

I closed my eyes, rubbing myself up and down the length of him, feeling my arousal coating him as I hit the spot, working myself up slowly, sensually.

“There are few things in this world,” he went on, his voice thick with lust, “that burn inside of me like that. Very few, and one of the rules we had to follow was never to allow a person to burn inside of us like that.”

I sat up, circling my hips as I reached for the hem of my shirt and quickly disposed of it.

“We couldn’t risk it, that kind of dedication. But when the stars speak, they scream. The universe burned you into my skin, my bones.” He groaned as I picked up my pace, feeling the butterflies flutter under my skin. “You’re seared into me forever.”

I grabbed my own breasts, squeezing them, pinching my own hardened nipples.

“Fuck,” Grey whimpered. “When archeologists dig me up thousands of years from now, they’ll see it, your name etched into my bones for all of eternity.”

I moaned softly, opening my eyes to find his.

His mouth was hanging open as he watched me with lust in his eyes. “Get off,” he told me.

I didn’t want to, but I crawled back anyway, letting him pull his legs out from under me.

“Lay back, knees up, spread your legs,” he told me as he got up onto his knees.

I fell back against the arm of the couch, using the pillows to prop me up as I did exactly as he asked, exposing myself to him.

He crawled up to my feet, palming his own cock. “Cum for me.”

I stuck two fingers deep into my mouth, pulling them out slowly, keeping my eyes locked on his as I slid those fingers deepinside of me, groaning at the friction.

Grey dipped his chin, a line of saliva dripping from the tip of his tongue down to his cock, and I watched as he spread it across the length of him, squeezing his head, sliding his hand down the shaft of his cock and back up again.

I imagined his hand was my pussy. I imagined how it was going to feel with him inside of me again, kissing me, fucking me. My mouth dropped and it was an effort not to moan, not to show him how excited I was, how worked up I was.

Rather, I worked my fingers faster, circling my clit, playing with myself until I had to bite down on my lip as the orgasm shook through me.

Grey watched me, his restraint award-worthy, until I was done trembling. As soon as I pulled my fingers out, he grabbed my wrist and leaned forward, watching me carefully as he lifted those two fingers to his mouth and slowly slid them in, moaning when he tasted what he had done to me.