“I want you, Greyson.” My hands reach behind me, pulling at the cotton he’s wearing, wanting to feel his skin against mine.
“Christ, Serenity. You get your hands on my cock, and I’ll be taking you right here, right fucking now. There won’t be a damn thing between us, just my cock deep inside your pussy. I don’t have a rubber handy, so you better tell me now if this is what you want.” My hands meet his length, thick and long. Giving him my answer with words is hard right now. The only thing I care about is the way he feels and how he’s making me feel.
“I guess your greedy little hands are giving me your answer, huh? Take your panties off, Red,” he demands, and I hate the thought of losing his body.
“I’m on birth control, please,” I plead with Greyson, and then takes matters into her own hands
“You mean like this?” I tease, shimmying my panties off, making a display of it. Once they’re down around my ankles, I sling them to the side, grip the railing in front of me, spread my legs further apart, and slightly bend. “Or is this enough of an answer for you?”
“Fucking hell.” The whoosh of his sweats being taken down, plus the firm grip he places on the sides of my hips, has me white-knuckling the railing, waiting what feels like forever, but Greyson does the complete opposite of what I thought he would do. I’m beginning to think this will always be the case with him.
Seven
Greyson
I’m gone for Serenity. There’s no fucking doubt about it. Less than twenty-four hours, and I’m down on my knees behind her, tasting her for the first time. It probably makes me a complete dick that I haven’t even kissed her yet. The way she had her ass and cunt on full display for me, there was no way I wasn’t going to take what she was offering. I lap at the inside of her thighs where her wetness has dripped down, not yet ready to latch onto her clit because once I do that, I won’t stop until she’s coming, and I’m there to lick it all up.
“Greyson, quit screwing around,” Serenity moans, moving up to her toes to put my mouth where she needs me the most.
“You want me somewhere else, Red?” I pull my mouth away slightly, my voice whispering against her smooth skin, knowing it’s playing havoc on her body.
“My pussy, please.” I wrap my hands around her smooth thighs, bringing her back so her pussy is practically sitting on my face, and my tongue darts inside her, thrusting in and out, like my cock wants to do. Serenity’s body is on the edge already, the quivering telling me all I need to know. I scrape my bottom teeth against her clit, never stopping my tongue from working her up even further until she’s screaming out my name, “Greyson!” not even bothering to take into account the surrounding houses. I find that makes the man inside of me want to beat my chest and carry her around like I’m fucking Tarzan. When her body is nice and relaxed, I stand up, bringing her with me. My arm banding around her tits, my hand tipping her head to the side, needing her lips, wanting her to taste herself on my mouth.
“I need your mouth, Red,” I grumble when she doesn’t understand what I’m doing, still lost in the fuck-drunk stage.
“Oh,” she whimpers, our lips seeking one another, my tongue dominating hers as Serenity moans into my mouth. I move my hips, notching my cock at the entrance to her pussy. “Guide me in, baby,” I moan against her lips.
“Grey.” She bathes the head of my cock in her juices, and I know with the thickness of my cock, she’ll need it. Fuck, her cunt about strangled my tongue. I’m not sure what it’ll do when I push inside her.
“Breathe,” I tell her when she moves her hand away, the head of my cock barely inside of her.
“I freaking am. Not my fault you’re so damn big.” Her fiery redhead temper starts to show, and I fucking love that she gives it to me. I lift her leg up, placing it on the lower railing, opening her up, while still staying still.
“Better?” I ask her, my mouth moving to the shell of her ear, one of those sensitive places I’ve already found that lights her up inside.
“Yes, but go slow. I swear it’s not going to fit.” I chuckle. With the vice grip her cunt has on my length, she might be right. I move my hand down the length of her stomach, feeling how soft her skin is, soaking it in.
“We’ll take it however you need it, but, Red?” I question.
“Yeah, Greyson?” Her head tilts to the side, allowing me access to her neck.