chapter 65

There wasn’t a chance to ask. His thrusts increased in speed as did the vibe. He kept her legs in place by holding her feet and pushing them to her chest. That allowed her to tug at her nipple with one hand and finger her clit with the other.

She moaned, her muscles tightened and a ball of fire expanded at her core.

“Ahh, that’s it. Squeeze my dick with your tight ass,” He grunted and cursed.

“I need...” She breathed. Her legs shook profusely. His drives into her propelled the vibe deeper.

He pushed her finger away from her clit and tapped at the nerve bundle. The small hit sent her soaring.

“Gray!” She screamed.

The world stopped moving while a wave of absolute bliss rushed through her body. She was faintly aware of Gray’s body tensing and his cock pulsing in her ass as he came. He roared through his release and came for what felt like a long time in short jerky spurts.

He released her legs and pulled the toy out of her slowly. She gasped for breath, her body shaking like a giant lump of jelly. Gray went to her bathroom and returned with a wet washcloth to clean her. When he left a second time, she crawled up the bed, dropped her head on a pillow and tried to wait until her brain and body returned to working order.

A few moments later, he returned and joined her on the bed. He curled his body around her, pulling her close and holding her around the waist. Her back ended up plastered to his front with his semi-hard cock nestled between her ass cheeks.

She’d never had sex like this. So wild. So dirty. So fucking amazing.

Gray was a man unlike any she’d ever been with. He took her pleasure seriously. She loved that. Loved how good he was about learning her body and bringing her to the heights of ecstasy.

Gray was an all-around alpha male. Strong. Dedicated. Passionate. She didn’t think he even realized that he automatically put her needs before his own. David never had. None of her exes had. In order for her to get some kind of hot sex she had to give it to herself. Now there was Gray. The big, bad, sexy tiger she loved.

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Waking up in Gray’s bed had its perks. He appeared to never grow tired of her or her body. After so many days, he still woke her up in a most delectable way. He’d roam his hands down her body, sliding them between her legs and dipping into her slick folds.

“I never tire of how wet you get.”

She grinned, her eyes still closed. “I am sure we can figure out how to keep that going.”

She tried to snuggle closer into him, but he flipped over on top of her. She blinked sleepy eyes open and stared into his bright gaze.

“You’re much too awake for this ungodly hour. What is it, like ten?”

A smile broke over his lips. It turned his face from sexy serious to holy wet panties gorgeous. “I have somewhere I want to take you.”

This was interesting. He’d been sort of paranoid for the past few days and now he seemed calm. She liked seeing him like this.

“As long as there isn’t any running we can go wherever you want.”

He laughed, dropped his head and kissed her soundly.

“Why no running?”

She blew a raspberry. “I don’t run. Ever.”

His eyes widened. “Never?”

“Nope. So you might as well get used to the idea.”

He stood, helped her off the bed and led her to the big bathroom attached to his master suite.

“I don’t think I could ever not run.”

“Well, you have a massive tiger inside you. I don’t.” She slapped his ass and giggled when he stared at her over his shoulder. “Sorry. It was calling my name.”

“You’re so cute.” He laughed.

That was a first too. She wondered what got into him. It didn’t matter because she really liked him like this. She was glad she’d taken time off her job to spend with Gray. Maybe that had been a step too far, but she wasn’t a quitter. Being with him the past few days had been better than any time she’d spent with any man in the past.

She didn’t even care that he got growly and silent at times when she wanted to talk. Or often left to run the tiger out in the woods. He wasn’t a regular man and she could understand his need for space. What she really loved was that he didn’t make her feel uncomfortable that she was in his space. Instead, he tried to make her feel welcome.

While flipping through the channels, she’d found he’d started to DVR her favorite shows. Without her asking him to. He’d gotten Tynder to go to town a few times and pick up her favorite cookies and cakes. All to please her.

He’d yet to use love words, but she knew it was soon. She wasn’t in a rush. She knew how she felt though. Clammy hands, her increased heartbeat and the overwhelming happiness at being near him were all signs she was more emotionally invested than she cared to think about. The night he’d kissed her softly in the moonlight and told her she was the one he wanted forever had burned in her brain as one of the most romantic memories ever.

She was in love. Who cared that it was soon or with a man she was still getting to know. ‘You don’t control your feelings or who you fall in love with’ Her father had said. He’d been right.

“Alright, take me wherever you want.” She sighed. “But feed me first.”

He helped her into the shower, under the warm spray of multiple shower heads.

“Have I starved you so far?”

Nope. One thing she couldn’t argue with was how good he was at making sure she was always comfortable. She really loved that about Gray. For a man who didn’t like people, he sure didn’t seem to mind being around her.

“No. But be warned, if you ever change and I start to go hungry, you’ll be in deep trouble. I might run away and then what will you do?” She curled her arms around his neck and kissed his wet chest.

“I’ll just have to cuff you to my bed and make sure you never go anywhere.”

She laughed at the irony of his words. “I can undo cuffs, Tiger-man. Now what?”

He frowned, the water sluicing down his face to make his body slippery. “You can undo handcuffs?”

She nodded. “Yeah. I know it’s weird, but I learned to pick locks when I was a kid. My dad was a master locksmith. He taught me how.”

Gray blinked. “Any lock?”

She grinned at his stunned expression. Most people didn’t see her as a lock picker. She was much too law abiding. “Any lock. My dad was the best.”

“I guess I’ll use zip ties then,” He said.

She burst into laughter and shook her head. “You’re bad.”

“And you.” He slid his hands down to cup her ass. “Are taking too long and distracting me when I have somewhere I want to take you.”