Page 47 of Yours, Always

“I have so much exploring to do, Pru,” he said, nonetheless standing to unbutton his pants and kicking them to the side.

“Later,” Prudence grasped him, stroking. “You can do that all later. I need you now.”

It didn’t matter, the speed or quickness of their first joining. If Greyson had his way, and he wassurehe would, there would be tens of thousands of days and nights just like this. Desperate for each other each and every time, sometimes going fast and sometimes taking it slow.Oh, we will take it slow—so slow she will scream for release—but not now. Not today.Today he would give Prudence what she wanted.

Greyson smiled. “Your wish is my command. He bent to take a condom from his wallet and made quick work of opening and rolling it on. He straightened her up, her back still against the door, and teased her entrance with his head. “You want me here?” he asked wickedly, pulling slightly back so her hips had to follow him.

“Yes!” Her nails scratched his back, spurring him on, and he pushed into her in one powerful motion. “Oh my God, Grey.”

Greyson felt the tension already, ready to spill into her. “Come for me, Pru,” he whispered hotly into her ear. “I need to see you come.” He snaked one hand between them, his thumb circling her nub as he pushed into her over and over. “Come for me, Pru,” he said again, “I can’t wait.”

Prudence let out a loud wail as she convulsed around him, her body tight like a bow.

Greyson grabbed her ass and lifted—his cock still buried inside her. Her legs reflexively wrapped around his waist as he spun and laid her on the couch, his body covering hers. He lifted one of her legs and thrust, the change in position allowing him to enter her even deeper. He stilled once he was buried to the hilt and smoothed Prudence’s hair away from her face. “What took us so long?” he wondered.

“I didn’t take long, I’m already done,” she joked.

“Oh, are you?” He started to move in her, enjoying seeing her expression turn from teasing to lust. He rocked against her, the new noises she was making letting him know her passion was rising once again. In and out, in and out he set an unyielding rhythm.

She had both legs wrapped around him now. “There, right there.” She gripped him like a vise while she took what she needed at last.

Greyson had never felt anything like this. He’d never felt this sense of completion, of satisfaction, as he spilled himself into her until he was completely spent. It was as though his soul joined hers at that moment. She had taken both his body and soul.

“Please tell me you have no plans for today?” Greyson pleaded, touching his forehead to hers, their heavy breaths intermingling.

“I had booked the whole day for the maze, but I think I’m going to be busy.”

“You are going to be busy, Pru,” Greyson confirmed. “You’re going to be busy for the rest of the day.”

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If there was ever a day Greyson would say was his most perfect day ever, it would be today. Not because he and Prudence had finally had sex, but because he and Prudence were together. They weren’t just friends, they weren’t tiptoeing around each other, but they were well and truly together.

He watched a sleeping Prudence, amazed by how perfect she was. Everything he’d imagined, everything he’d dreamed didn’t compare to the reality of Prudence. She stirred in his arms, smiling in her sleep, and he pulled her closer. They were both spent. It was early evening already, and they’d made love most of the day. Sometimes fast, sometimes slow, each time mind-blowing.

Prudence stretched against his body, yawning then moved as close as she could, until she was nearly on top of him.Damn.He was getting hard again already. He shook his head incredulously.

“Hey,” she whispered, her voice still husky from sleep.

Greyson kissed her head. “Hey to you.” Then made a sound of protest as she got out of bed. “Where are you going?”

“I’ve got to use the ladies’ room, Grey, then we’ve got to eat something or we’ll both pass out.” Prudence walked to the bathroom, completely naked, and he loved it.

“You’d better put some clothes on, then, otherwise I can’t be held responsible for my actions.”

“Go order something, Greyson!” Prudence called out. “Get yourself decent, and I’ll meet you downstairs.”

“Already bossing me around, I see.”

“You love it and you know it. Let’s get Chinese.”

Greyson smiled. “As you wish.”

Chapter Twenty-Two

Prudence woke the next morning very sore and completely satisfied. After eating their Chinese takeout, Prudence and Greyson had christened her kitchen table, knocking take-out containers onto the floor in their rush. She felt a pang of remorse at that—Chinese leftovers were her favorite.

Just thinking about yesterday and last night, her body tightened, and wetness once again pooled at her center. She shifted on the bed, slowly stretching. Muscles she hadn’t felt in a very long time were making themselves known, the delicious burn of vigorous lovemaking not deterring her from being aroused. After everything they’d already done, she was ready for more.

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