Page 19 of Broken Boss Daddy
His hands grabbed onto my waist, pushing himself further into my hand. With our chest flush against each other, the air filled with electricity that I was pretty sure we were creating together.
“You’re a fucking vixen,” Grant gritted out, descending upon me like a hungry wolf.
I met his attack with everything I had, groaning and clawing at him like I was a ravaged animal. Finally unbuttoning his shirt, I broke our kiss and ducked my head, licking him from his chest and upward until our mouths met again.
Grant’s hands were everywhere. They tugged at my shirt, effectively getting rid of it in one move. His fingers fiddled with the waistband of my pants, tugging them down until he grazed the panties I wore specifically for him.
Yet, no matter how thirsty I was for that to happen, there was a part of me that felt like it was dying inside. It was the part with the voice who urged me to stop, to think about Abby.
That thought and everything else vanished from my mind as Grant trailed fervent kisses down my neck, sucking on the sensitive spot behind my ear.
I moaned, and loudly. My worries flew out the window.I’ll deal with the consequences tomorrow.
Grant picked me up, wrapping my legs around him, and carried us into his bedroom. All the while, his lips remained present on my skin.
We fell onto the bed together, and I rolled us over to climb on top of him. This time, I was in control.
I licked his bare chest again, trailing my tongue across his abdomen, and nipped at the delicious V line he sported.God, was this man hot.
My hands found his buckle, unzipping him while I locked my eyes with his. Not breaking the contact, I pulled his dick out and licked the tip as it sprung toward me.
“Fuck,” Grant hissed, and I did it again.
And again. Then I swallowed him whole.
“Jesus fucking Christ, Jess!” His dick touched the back of my throat, yet there was still more of him to take in.
I was determined to make him fit, but Grant pulled out and rolled us over and took on my bra-covered breasts into his mouth. “I’ve waited too long for you. We can do all of that next time, but now I need to take you, and I need to take you hard.”
“God, yes please,” I moaned.
Grant released my breast, quickly discarding my bra and panties. I lay there completely naked save for my underwear, my breasts heaving with my frantic breathing, and Grant starting down at me like he’d never seen anything more fascinating.
He trained his eyes on my body while he finished taking his pants off. Mine latched onto his dick that stood proud and hard just for me—ready for me.
Something exploded between us at that moment. Something that neither of us could explain, and it burned us to the point where there wasn’t anything else we felt beside us.
My panties were ripped from me with Grant’s growl echoing around the room. It was like I was experiencing tunnel vision because all I could see was him crawling over me, spreading my legs, and making himself comfortable.
Supporting himself on his hands, Grant’s member nuzzled my wet entrance, probing for more access.
“Jess,” he whispered.
“Grant.” I took his head in my hands, fusing our mouths together as he pushed inside of me.
There was no feeling in the world like it.
He entered me all the way to the hilt, bottoming out inside me in the most delicious way.
Arching my back, I spurred him into moving, and Grant followed my lead by pulling out and thrusting back in. Each thrust brought on waves of sensations that flooded my core more.
Over and over again, he made love to me. It made me feel like the only person in the world that could make him feel that way.
He pushed harder and faster until all that was left on my lips was his name.Grant.
I felt every inch inside of me, felt him tense with his passion, and indulged in the way he hung on to give me every ounce of pleasure. It wasn’t long before I felt myself falling, succumbing to the sensation that only derived from me.
I clung to him as I let my body take over, and when he spasmed in my embrace, I knew we were going to fall together.