Page 99 of Lessons In Grey

She shivered, sliding her hand over mine as I pushed my other arm underneath her head, something for her to rest on. “I missed you,” she breathed out, digging her nails into my hand. “I missed you so much.”

I smiled, pulling her against me, my cock hardened against her ass. “I missed you too.” I slid my hand down until I felt the arousal growing between her legs. “Fuck, Snowflake.”

She groaned, back arching against me. “Make me feel again,” she whispered, her hand sliding across mine until her fingers were over mine. She gently added a bit of pressure, telling mewhat she wanted.

I growled, curling around her. “I would do anything for you,” I whispered into her ear. I slid my fingers inside of her, groaning when I felt exactly how soaked she was for me.

Emily grunted, shoving back against me as I curled my fingers, hitting that sweet spot that tasted so fucking good.

I sunk my teeth into her neck and began finger-fucking her, pulling out tired and weary moans from her soul. She bucked against me, her nails digging deeply into my hands, pulling a groan from my own lips. God, I loved that. I loved that she couldn’t control herself around me. I loved that she couldn’t help but draw blood.

It wasn’t long before her end shook through her in exhausted waves. She clenched around my fingers, groaning as the pleasure shook through her body until she fell limp against me.

I released the skin on her neck. That would be a dark one.

“Wait,” she whimpered, sliding her hand over her own hip, over mine, slipping her hand between us.

I snarled quietly against her as she wrapped her beautiful hand around my cock. “Fuck,” I grunted against her neck. “Do you want more, baby?”

“Fill me up again, please,” she pleaded quietly. “Please.”

My eyes opened, finding hers, still closed, a tear slipping through her pressed eyelids. Sorrow made my heart heavy, but the need to make her happy overpowered that. I kissed her neck gently as I angled my hips. “Let go, baby,” I mumbled against her skin. “Let go.”

She did, breathing out as she relaxed back into me.

I kissed her gently, nipping at her skin in close, careful successions as I angled my hips a little more until I felt the head of my cock press between her ass cheeks and slide inside of her soaked pussy, warmth surrounding me.

I moaned, pressing my hand against her lower stomach as I set the pace. Slow, steady, as deep as I could thrust.

She groaned, shivering against me, clenching around my cock, her pussy throbbing. “Grey,” she breathed out, shoving her hips back against me.

“Just feel,” I mumbled in her ear. “Baby, don’t think, don’t speak, justfeel.”

Her moans became as rhythmic as my thrusts. Deep and needful. Beautiful melodic. Fuck, her moans were my favorite song.

Emily grabbed my thigh, her nails digging into my skin as her body shook. “Fuck,” she cried, her entire body stilling.

I kept going, not changing a single thing as I continued to push into her. “That’s right, baby,” I whispered into her ear, “cum for me.”

She came undone around me, her pussy clenching around my cock as she rocked violently against me.

I kept going, feeling my own end nearing, my muscles tensing, my cock so full, I couldn’t take it anymore. I slammed into her.

Once.

Twice.

Her cries filled the room.

It exploded through me, causing ever nerve-ending to catch on fire as I emptied myself into her, every ounce of me, until I knew that she was full. Until I knew that nobody else could claim what was now mine.

Emily collapsed against me, panting as I pulled her close, wrapping both arms around her tightly.

She cuddled right into me, yawning, stretching, shivering. “Don’t leave.”

I wasn’t planning on it. I wanted her wrapped around my cock until the sun rose and that’s exactly how we would stay. “Never.” I kissed her neck, running my tongue over the newest bitemarks I had left. “Sleep, baby.”

It was seconds before her breathing had evened out again.