Two minutes. I could last two minutes. It would be embarrassing, but Gray wanted it and maybe part of pleasing Gray was taking risks. With conscious will, I forced my legs apart and allowed Gray to slide his body between them.
“You’re so pretty.” I could feel the warmth of his breath on my sensitive flesh. He kissed me lightly and I tried to not shake. Again, I should have listened to him. This felt one hundred percent different than some drunk guy. He didn’t dive right in and I started to think that Gray didn’t do anything fast. He took his time, enjoyed himself fully.
“I’m going to shave you,” he promised, rubbing his fingers across the curls on my pussy. “You’ll be gorgeous bare and I’ll be able lick every inch of you. I want you to think about that for a minute. I want you to think about how good it will feel when my tongue dives deep inside. I can fuck you with my tongue. I can worship you, licking every sweet inch of this pussy.”
His tongue flicked out and barely touched my clit. He stopped and then gave it a single long lick.
“Oh, god.” I was on the verge of something. Something good.
He hovered there, letting the heat of his breath wash over me, teasing and tantalizing me until I was taut and strung, like a harp waiting to be plucked. “Oh, I think I spent my whole two minutes talking about eating your pussy instead of actually doing it. Does that make you happy, baby?”
He was such a bastard. He was going to make me say it. He wasn’t going to let me take the easy way out. He gave me a choice. Keep my mouth shut and he would stop and then I might save face, but I wouldn’t know where all this led to. Or I could give him what he wanted.
“Don’t stop, Gray.”
“What do you want, sweetheart?” Gray asked with a satisfied look in his eyes. “Would you like me to do that again?”
“Yes.” I wasn’t going to hold out on him. God, if he would do that again I might come, really come, like the books described or they talked about in the movies but people like me thought was all bullshit. If he sucked me there I thought I would be able to fly.
His head came up, a curious and mischievous look in those gorgeous eyes. “I’m surprised because I thought you didn’t like it.”
I kicked at him as much as I could with him between my legs. “Jerk, you started this.”
The lines of his face tightened, his eyes darkening to that deep violet I’d come to know meant he was emotional. “Give me what I want.”
Somehow I knew. He didn’t want me to beg. He wanted the truth—our truth. “It’s better because it’s you. I want it because it’s you.”
“And it only works this way because it’s you, baby.” He settled between my legs again. “And I didn’t start this, but I do promise I will finish it. I will never leave you unsatisfied.”
Two fingers began to move inside me, filling up my pussy. I was wet, wetter than I’d imagined I could be, and Gray reveled in it. He seemed to love it, groaning as I pushed onto his tongue, practically begging him for more. He set a staccato rhythm with his fingers and when he sucked my clit between his teeth, I cried out and shook as everything below my waist came apart. It was strong and powerful and I sobbed, unable to stop the emotion that flowed as righteously as the pleasure.
Tears flowed freely down my face when Gray covered my body with his and he used the little key to release my hands.
“I think I want your arms around me, too,” he whispered as he tossed the cuffs and panties aside.
His eyes met mine, holding them as if he knew this was an important moment and not time to play games. I felt the broad head of his cock at the juncture of my body, but he hesitated.
Finally I could touch him and I let my hands find the silk of his hair. “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing,” he said. “Everything’s perfect. You’re mine, Kelsey. I won’t let anything come between us. Not ever again. Trust me. Trust me to take care of you.”
At the time I thought he was talking about sex. I thought he was talking about love and opening my heart to him. I couldn’t have known how much darkness was ahead for us. I couldn’t have known how quickly that promise would be broken. By him. By me. I only knew that lying there with my first real orgasm strumming through my body, I would give him anything.
When that big cock thrust inside me, I realized what I’d been missing. I’d been missing my other half. He filled me. My whole world seemed to focus, to become smaller and larger in the same moment.
Smaller because there was absolutely nothing outside the circle of his arms. He surrounded me utterly. He was all around and inside me. He filled my every sense and I didn’t need anything but him.