I pushed my tongue down to the base of her neck and felt her pulse thumping furiously. I licked and sucked at the spot, pulling the blood up to the surface and branding her.
When it came to Grace, I was basic, savage. I wanted to mark her like she was my property.
If anyone owns somebody, I’m Grace’s.
“Seth,” she muttered my name, and it was so fucking lovely falling for her lips.
I wanted my hand prints on her body, wanted my teeth marks on her skin. I wanted her yelling out my name as I shoved in and out of her, as I made her tell me who she belonged to.
“Don’t stop.” She all but grabbed at me, pushing me closer, forcing her tongue between my lips in a frantic, unspoken appeal for more.
I grabbed the hem of her shirt and in one fast sweep dragged the garment up and off her body. I put it away and instantly went for her skirt, fumbling with the button and zipper like some fucking schoolboy who didn’t know what the hell to do.
When that was off and in a pile with the shirt, I took a step back and watched her remove her heels. I was tempted to tell her to keep them on as I took her.
And then there she stood in only a pair of plain, innocent little white underpants.
“Perfection,” I muttered out loud, not meaning to. This filthy need overtook me, and I found myself reaching down and palming my cock through my slacks like a dirty bastard. “Grace.” Her name came from me on this strained whisper. I was left there with my heart in my throat and a hard-on so fucking large I was amazed I didn’t come from the sight of her alone.
“Touch me, Seth. Please.”
I stretched out and grabbed her breasts, gently curled my fingers over the mounds till she closed her eyes and started gasping like she couldn’t get enough air into her lungs.
I was already at my breaking point as I kissed her.
Moving my hands lower, I curled them around her hips and down to her ass, the mounds exquisite as I cupped them through the cotton material of her panties. My cock throbbed; my balls drew up tight. I wrapped my fingers under the hem of her panties and pulled them inward so they were bunched in the crease of her ass.
For a suspended moment, all I did was hold the globes while I kissed her, fucked her mouth with mine.
“Christ,” I panted. I was so damn hard, harder than I’d ever been in my life, like stone. I put my mouth to her ear and said, “I need you, Grace.” We were both breathing so hard. “I need to be inside of you now.”
She shivered in response. “Yes,” Grace whispered. “Take me.”
Any bit of control I’d had evaporated in that moment. There was truly no fucking going back now.
Seth kissed me hard, hanging on to my ass like he intended to leave bruises on my flesh.
God, I want that.
My underwear was between the cheeks of my ass, sliding in the crack deeper and deeper. With every passing second, Seth slid his fingers closer to my pussy. It was like an animal had been unleashed inside of him, like he couldn’t contain himself and wanted me to know that.
And I was more than willing to be his prey.
He had his massive body mashed against mine, the feel of his erection apparent, prompting a flood of wetness to leave me. I couldn’t breathe, couldn’t even think straight. And as he moved his hand between us, I felt like I could have climaxed from that alone.
“Tell me what you want,” he muttered out.
“You,” I answered without any doubt.
“I want you so fucking badly,” he whispered against my neck, licking, sucking, and leaving his imprint on me.
Before I knew what was happening, he had my panties all but pulled from me, sounds of rending fabric filling the room, prompting my excitement to surge even higher.
I watched as he got naked.
My pulse beat faster and faster.
My breathing became shallower.
