Page 48 of New in Town

Her feet know the way to her bedroom, guiding them, while her hands rip open the pearl snaps of his shirt. She peels it from his body when he presses her against the doorway to her room. She leans her head back and savors the feel of his warm skin against her.

In a flash, he spins her from the wall and makes it the remaining way to her bed. The back of her knees hit the edge of it, and she lets herself drop down onto the fluffy duvet. As she’s moving to unbuckle his belt, she lifts her eyes to take in the half naked cowboy before her.

Moonlight shines through the window, illuminating his chiseled, tanned chest. Deciding she’ll give in to every urge tonight, she reaches out and traces her fingers along his muscled abs. She follows the lines down between his hip bones, elated by how he shivers at the motion.

He is watching her with burning intensity, nothing fake about the desire in his eyes. She brings her mouth to his stomach and presses a kiss there, feeling him bury his grip in her hair. When she moves to undo his jeans, Grey uses the fistful of hair to pull her head back so they can make eye contact once again.

“Tell me you want this,” he instructs, his voice hoarse.

She places her hands on the bed behind her and leans back, “I want this. I want you, right now.”

He loosens one hand from her hair to run his thumb along the bottom hem of her top. “You’ll stop me if you change your mind? We can go right back to the rules.”

“That won’t happen. But, yes, I can agree to that.”

At her confirmation, his hands slide up the back of the strapless scarf top and undo the knot. The silky material floats down, leaving her chest bare. He takes a sharp breath at the realization that she isn’t wearing a bra underneath, her breasts now completely exposed to him in the glow of the moonlight.

His hungry eyes feast on the sight before the rest of him catches up. And then he is taking hold of her and shifting her back on the bed until she’s lying beneath him. His hands move to caress and explore her, skimming his thumbs across her nipples before his mouth is there, kissing and sucking.

She hums with pleasure, her hands tangled in his hair, letting herself enjoy the feeling of Grey on top of her. She arches her hips, desperate to feel him between her legs. He doesn’t miss the movement.

He shifts to trail kisses down her torso, hand sliding under her skirt. When his thumb presses along her crease through her panties, a whimper of need escapes her. Dragging his hand against her, the delicate material between them creates a sweet friction. “More,” she moans, unbothered by how impatient she sounds.

Sitting back to admire her, he shakes his head. “Don’t like being teased, huh? I want you begging for it.” He undoes her skirt and tosses it over his shoulder. With a smile, he runs the broad span of his hands up her legs.

She shivers at his touch, eager for more of it. He’s confident, and it’s making her want to give herself to him any way he wants. Another whimper escapes her as he traces his mouth across the lace covering her entrance.

“I would,” she says softly. “I would get down on my knees and beg for your cock.” His eyes widen in surprise, a wicked grin filling his face.

“I have you right where I want you,” he murmurs as he moves his mouth against her inner thigh. “But tell me what you want.”

She can tell he’s loving the effect he has on her from that look. And it’s spurring her on, she wants to show him just how irresistible he is.

“Fuck me, Greyson. I want you to fuck me.” She meets his gaze as the plea leaves her lips.

He rips her panties off and drives two fingers inside her. His thumb kneads above her entrance as he plays inside her.

The tension is going to break her; she moans and squirms at his touch. “Please.” Her voice cracks from the pleasure she’s already feeling by his hand.

“I’m at your disposal.” He repeats the words like this is what he meant every other time he’s said them to her. Moving off the end of the bed, he stands and undoes his belt. She sits up on her elbows, eyes glued to him.

She watches as he undoes his jeans next, shedding them until only his briefs remain. Then with a wink, he takes those off too. She doesn’t even bother to hide the way she’s drooling at the sight of him.

Because the sight of Grey naked is extraordinary. And so is his cock, hard and ready for her. She’s overcome with her desire for him, she needs him to fill her. Now. “There are condoms in that drawer,” she says hurriedly, pointing to her nightstand. Then adds, “I may have gotten them this week after our FaceTime.”

He growls approvingly, reaching where she directed. “Tell me how you took care of yourself that night,” he instructs as he secures the condom in place.

“With my fingers, in the bathtub.”

“What did you think about?”

“Doing this, with you,” she murmurs.

He leans forward over her, brushing his knuckles down her cheek. The feel of his length pressed against her has Maddie squirming once again. “How did you imagine it?” he asks her.

“I imagined you above me, holding me down where you wanted me. I imagined being able to see the look in your eyes,” she chokes out her response as he runs his hand down her torso until he’s playing with her clit once again.

When she starts to quiver, he straightens, standing at the edge of the bed. Then pulls her to the edge to meet him. He hooks her legs around him and clutches her hips in his large, strong hands. And then he finally pushes inside her.

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