Page 9 of Fierce Hearts

"See? No begging," she said with a satisfied smile, those dimples appearing with the expression that I'd always adored.

"That was just our appetizer, princess," I said as I cupped her face, dragging my thumb over her lower lip. "I'm far from done with you."

The glitter of excitement in her eyes made my cock twinge again.

I dove down between her legs once more, this time maintaining restraint as I teased her.

When she was a writhing, moaning mess, I slowed, pulling away from her clit and only lightly stroking her inside.

"Don't stop," she panted, arching beneath me.

"What is it you want, princess?" I asked wickedly before dragging my tongue over her clit. The way she trembled and sucked in a breath had me leaking. Once I did bury myself in her, I'd be lucky to last.

"You're a dick," she hissed, tugging against the belt and cord.

"True, but I'm your dick right now." I nuzzled her again, flicking my tongue over her clit. "What do you want, Sofia?" I made sure to enunciate her name, flicking my finger inside her with each syllable, making her groan in frustration.

"Just fuck me, Gray, you want it just as bad," she muttered as she closed her eyes.

"Beg me for it, princess."

"Fuck you."

"Eventually, you can, sweetheart." I chuckled and gave her clit another suckle, making her legs shake, before pulling away to rest my chin on her thigh and gaze up at her. Her eyes were still squeezed shut.

So strong-willed. I couldn't help but love it.

"Are you that stubborn that you'll forgo a night of bliss?" I continued to stroke her walls inside, making sure not to get her too riled up. I didn't want her finishing again, not yet.

"You are the biggest pain, Grayson," she all but whined as she arched.

"I know, now beg me, princess. And I'll let you finish, I promise," I vowed as I kissed her thigh once more.

"I hate you," she growled, finally opening her eyes to give me a dark but heated look.

"I know, sweetheart. But you want this, don't you?" I stroked her inside with purposeful, deep movements.

"Fuck, fine." She huffed, wiggling in an attempt to deepen my movements before glaring at me. "Please?"

"Please what?" I countered, loving how her nose scrunched up in annoyance.

"Please fuck me before I kick you."

I laughed as I pictured her trying to do exactly that, but it was enough as I gave her clit one final suckle before moving into position.

"No strings, right?" she suddenly said, as if reminding herself as much as me. Like we hadn't just been doing some sinful things.

Well, I had been, she'd just been receiving.

I positioned myself at her entrance, looking into her eyes. "No strings," I said, though something in my chest tightened at the words.

“Good, then please, fuck me, Grayson.”

That was I needed. I pushed into her and we both groaned at the sensation. I stilled, giving her time to adjust, fighting against the urge to move.

"Move, Gray. Please."

I started slow, establishing a rhythm that soon had us both panting. Sofia met each thrust, her legs wrapped around my waist, pulling me deeper. The headboard knocked against the wall, but I barely registered the sound over the blood rushing in my ears.

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