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“I...” My chest heaves. “Gray, I want you again. For my first time, that was amazing.”
“Autumn,” he catches my gaze, “there aren’t enough words to tell you what you mean to me.” He captures my lips in a hungry kiss. “So I’m going to show you.” He nips at my neck. “You’re not allowed to come. Think you can do that? Think you can control that wild way you moan when my fingers are here?” He slips a thumb between my pussy lips and teases. I arch and buck, hips working against his hand and driving me nearly to the edge of release. And then he places a kiss on my clit, dragging his teeth slowly when my head falls back and a low moan radiates from my lips. He teases my wet slit, swirling and sucking, keeping me hovering at the edge. “I don’t think you can control yourself, pretty girl.”
“I swear I hate you sometimes,” I beg as the release burns at the edge.
“Mmm.” He dives between my thighs, covering his face with me. “Doesn t taste like it, Autumn.”
“I hate you for making me want you so much. I hate you for being the only man I’ve ever wanted. The only man who made me want more.” He groans into me, feasting on me and nipping tenderly, causing little yelps to escape my throat.
“You know why I’m doing this?”
I shake my head, unable to think straight with my orgasm so close.
“You’re mine. Every inch of you is mine to please, mine to kiss, mine to touch and fuck and make come.” He pushes inside me again. “I haven’t been with a single woman, Autumn. Not one. You’re my first, and you’ll be my last. I knew from the moment we had our first kiss all of those years ago you were meant to be mine,” he confesses.
He wraps my hair around his fingers and pulls, exposing my neck, thrusting my breasts to his lips as I grind against him. “Don’t come, Autumn. This is all for you. Now give me your eyes,” he orders.
I do, and he breaks me open. Release barrels through me, causing every muscle in my body to tense and burn hot before fireworks shoot off in every direction. He strokes his cock swiftly, gripping and tugging as I watch him. He’s gorgeous as he pleasures himself while playing with me.
Come splashes across my thighs as he comes again in long hot spirals of semen, and then he sweeps a hand through it, dragging the juice up to my pussy and massaging the hard little bud until I arch and beg for more. “You know why I’m coming all over you?”
“No.”
“Because you’re mine. I’ll rub my come over every inch of this sweet body if that’s what it takes to mark you. Make you go out in public smelling like me, so you know exactly who owns this pretty pussy.” As breathless pants wrack her gorgeous body, I breathe, “I’ve been waitin’ a lifetime for you, Autumn.”
Later, I lie against his chest, listening to his heartbeat while the fire burns low.
His fingers move lazily through my hair.
Neither of us speaks for a while.
Then I tilt my head.
“Gray?”
“Hmm?”
“Can I ask you something?”
“You usually do.”
“Was that worth seventy-five thousand dollars?”
He goes completely still.
Then he laughs.
A deep, surprised laugh that shakes his entire chest.
“Jesus Christ, woman.”
“What?”
“You’re unbelievable.”
“That wasn’t an answer.”
He rolls toward me, propping himself on one elbow.
