Page 107 of Chasing Grace
“Yeah.”
She kissed the hollow of his neck before lifting her head. “He said to look to the west. Do you think it means we should start looking for him in California? Or overseas? China maybe?”
He met her gaze and smiled. “No, baby. Looking to the west is something we started when we were kids.”
“Oh.”
She put her head back down on his shoulder, and he tangled his fingers in her hair. Man, he couldn’t get enough of the soft brown waves, and despite recent activities, he felt a stirring in his cock.
“Can you tell me a story?”
“About Tak?”
“Yeah, he said you saved his life when he was four.” She shifted positions, and throwing her leg over his stomach, she trapped his growing hard-on between them. “Can you tell me what happened?”
“That’s a tough one. Do you mind if I save it for a bit and tell you about the first time we went to Ross Lake instead?”
“Sure.”
“Okay, so he was five, and I was seven.” He wiggled his body, trying to maneuver her all the way on top of him.
“Focus, Rambo.” She grabbed his hands, wrestling them over his head. The action put her hips right where he needed them to be.
“Well, I can’t tell you a story if you’re going to tease me, Ms. Grayson.”
“It’s Emerson, dickhead. And you can hardly call me a tease since you’ve already had me twice in the last hour.”
“Twice is not nearly enough. And if rubbing your lady parts all over my cock isn’t being a tease, what is?”
“Starting a story and not finishing it,” she said as he rolled over on top of her.
Putting a forearm behind her knee, he lifted her leg and eased himself inside of her on a warm, wet slide. Her throaty moan made his heart beat faster. “Tell me what you want, Gray.”
“I want you to finish the story.”
He pulled out to the tip, and her back arched. “Tell me what you really want.” Her eyes flashed green sparks, and he laughed. God, she was stubborn. Taking his time, he buried himself to the hilt. Just as slowly, he withdrew and held himself poised at the edge of her heat. “Tell me.”
“I want you to kiss me.”
He plunged deep and kissed her long and slow, his tongue penetrating and retreating, matching the rhythm of his rocking hips. When she was breathless and begging him not to stop, he let go of her leg and reached between them. Using two fingers, he rubbed her slick nub until she was ready to come. “Tell me what you want.” Passion peaking between them, his thrusts became a demand, his voice a rough plea, “Tell me.”
He latched on to her breast, sucking her nipple into his mouth. She bucked against him, and her body spasmed. As her orgasm took her over the edge, she cried out, “I want you.”
Her words hit home, giving him exactly what he needed.
Forearms planted beside her head, he kissed her deep and took her hard. She wrapped her arms and legs around him, urging him on. Out of his mind with love and lust, he gave himself over to her power and lost himself inside of her.
When his cock stopped kicking, his muscles shook with the effort of keeping his weight off her. It took a while for their heartbeats to slow and their breathing to stabilize, and he was still inside of her when she ordered him to roll over.
He kept them connected and took her with him.
With a satisfied sigh, she settled herself on his chest and ran her fingers through his hair, brushing it off his forehead and stroking her thumb back and forth. Nothing had ever brought him closer to heaven.
His eyelids heavy with fatigue, he let them close. Jesus, he was tired. He could spend the next three days in bed with Gray doing nothing more than sleeping, and if that wasn’t a measure of his exhaustion, he didn’t know what was.
“Are you going to finish my story?” she mumbled, pulling him out of his descent into oblivion.
With a groan, Chase replaced his arm behind his head, mimicking their earlier position. He left his other hand on her ass and gave her butt cheek a squeeze. In response, she clenched herself around him, her insides gripping his cock and making it take notice.
