He ignored my pleas and began the sweet assault on the other side until I was barely able to stand. My knees were like jelly, trying to support me. I moaned again, knowing I was completely at his mercy.
He stepped back and looked at me like I was a present he was about to unwrap. My chest heaved with anticipation. God, he was gorgeous and sexy. I couldn’t ask for a better Christmas surprise.
He led me to the bed and nudged my shoulders back on the mattress while he worked the button and zipper on my jeans. He alternated kisses along my stomach with short tugs on the jeans. It felt like they were moving down my legs a centimeter at a time. Each time his lips would move back to my stomach, he would press a kiss between my legs then give another little tug. I fought the urge to wriggle out of the jeans and just be done with them, but I could tell he was enjoying every second he made me wait for him.
My eyes flew to the blinds, realizing we hadn’t paused long enough to see if we were visible from the windows.
“Grey,” I groaned.
“Yeah, baby?” He crawled on top of me, planting a kiss on my neck.
“Blinds.” I pointed to the window. I didn’t think they could see in here, but it wasn’t worth taking a chance.
“Oh, damn.” He hopped from the bed and twisted the wand until the yard and my parents’ house was out of sight. “Better?” He returned to the end of the bed.
“Mmmhmm.” I resisted the need I had to grasp at him.
He tucked his fingers under the edge of jeans and started pushing them down again, working them against my hips. I lifted from the bed so he could strip them off my legs.
His hot lips pressed kisses into the soft skin above my hip and drew an imaginary line to the other side, crossing over my navel. I inhaled deeply with each contact his mouth made. He had started a fire in me that was already blazing at epic proportions.
I don’t know how he was showing so much restraint. Being this close to him was torture.
“You ok?” He raised his head and brandished a devilish expression, as he pushed the lace between my legs to the side and began a rhythmic motion with his fingers that had me bowing off the bed.
I wasn’t sure how to answer. Yes, I was over-the-top happy that he was here and we were going to spend the night together, but my body was aching from within to be with him.
I reached for his neck and brought his lips to mine. Our tongues lashed against each other with furious abandon. The kiss was fueled with passion and lust like I had never known.
“Eden,” he breathed into my neck. “I missed you.”
I didn’t know what he said after that. My hands worked his boxer briefs off while he peeled the red lace panties I was wearing off my ankles. I nipped at his bottom lip while our bodies aligned skin against skin. He took my palms under his and clasped my hands over my head. I felt him glide against my leg and I gasped at the contact. He still wasn’t giving me what I wanted, but I had an answer for that.
“What in the hell?” Grey muttered as I rolled hard to the right and landed on top of him. “There something you want?” He laughed.
“This.” I couldn’t stand it anymore. I guided him inside me and rocked my hips forward, taking all of him in one swift move. My head rocked back, not ready for the intensity, no matter how much I wanted it. “Oh my God,” I screamed as Grey grabbed my waist and brought me down harder than before. I followed his lead, leaning forward then rocking back with more force.
I must have flipped a switch in him, because he sat forward, taking my mouth with hungry kisses. His slow, patient foreplay was gone; Grey was about to devour me in the guesthouse. His eyes fired with desire.
He lifted me off him and rolled me on my stomach. I felt his chest slide against my back as his fingers threaded through mine. I had never felt anything so intense in my life as I lifted my hips upward enough for him to push inside. His breath blowing against my ear, our limbs pressed against each other, kisses on my neck. The intensity swirling inside me began to escalate. Grey’s hips rocked into mine, his grip tightened on my hands.
“You feel it?” he whispered.
I nodded with a sigh, knowing we had never been this close. It was incredible. I felt complete and consuming love, surrendering love as we gave each other ourselves. It didn’t matter I couldn’t see into his eyes. I could feel every inch of his body, every ripple, every breath. The edges became fuzzier as the energy buzzed between my legs, and I gave into the fever that fired from within, consuming me, burning me. Grey pulled me to his chest as his body tightened, and I felt the shudders rip through me, each one stronger than the last. Without him steadying me, I would have flown off the bed, unleashing uncontrollable want and need. He held me while the sensations washed over me, filling me until I was breathless.