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fender. “Sweetheart, listen real close.”
Out of the corner of his eye, Gray saw Cade had followed his lead. They both towered over her petite body.
When she made no acknowledgement of him or Cade, he leaned down until his face was a mere breath away from hers. He heard a tiny gasp escape her ruby-red lips. “Are you listening, sweetheart?”
Jaycee nodded nervously.
Before he said a word, he nipped her lower lip. “Good. We’re going to do this the easy way or the hard way.”
“We’ll leave that up to you, darlin’,” Cade chimed in, acting more like his normal, charming self. Jaycee had to watch her step. When ill-tempered Cade transformed into jovial Cade at a moment’s notice, he was at his most dangerous.
Gray ignored Cade and continued on, “You can sashay that cute little ass of yours over to my truck like a good little girl, get in, and buckle up. Or you can run as fast and as far as possible, but we will be right behind you. We’re not going to allow you to get away again.”
Gray leaned in to kiss Jaycee’s soft lips while she mulled over her options. She parted her lips, and he swept inside as soon as their mouths touched. Their tongues met, tangling in a dance as old as time.
Gray could barely control his breathing as he moved his body closer to hers. Nothing had changed between them even though time had passed. She still fit him perfectly. The way their bodies curved around each other felt right. Her sweetly curved breasts pillowed his solid chest, her taut stomach flawlessly matched his muscled abdomen, and her soft pussy molded to his hard cock.
Closer. He had to get closer. Grabbing her hips, he yanked her forward roughly and held her tight to his body. She melted against him and moaned into his mouth.
He deepened their kiss, unable to help himself. The subtle hint of chocolate on her tongue intoxicated him, drugging him and robbing him of his sanity.
Jaycee wound her arms around his neck, pulling him closer to her warmth. She rubbed her pussy against his denim-covered cock and whimpered.
That was all it took for Gray. He didn’t give a fuck about her neighbors. They could put him in jail. He grasped her T-shirt with both hands and ripped it, splitting the shirt up the middle. Never breaking their scorching kiss, his hands roamed freely over her flat abdomen. Swiftly, he slid his hands upward, unable to wait any longer to touch the breasts he loved so much.
Jaycee made no move to fight him. She relaxed, her lips softening against his, and sighed.
Gray sought out her nipples with his thumbs, massaging the turgid nubs in small circles.
Jaycee arched her back, her nipples pressing into his fingers. He would have smiled if his mouth wasn’t otherwise engaged. His woman was making demands of her own.
Instead of giving in to her, Gray curled his arms around her waist, his hands traveling toward her enticing ass. He cupped the globes with both hands and kneaded the supple flesh. He ground his cock against her with the aid of his hands forcing her to remain still.
Jaycee grunted in frustration and tried to squirm, but his hands held her captive. That didn’t deter her. She continued to fight him with gusto. He wanted for her to get frisky, the feistier, the better.
Her hands left his neck, sliding down his chest. They stopped on his pectorals, his nipples landing in the middle of her palms. The little she-devil flattened her palms and massaged his nipples vigorously.
“Motherfucker,” Gray shouted as he flung his head back and ended their kiss. “You little hellcat.”
Grinning flirtatiously, Jaycee disagreed, “Naw, I’m not a motherfucker. I’m a Grayfucker.”
Gray chuckled at her smart mouth. “Well, Grayfucker, you’re not doing a very good job. You haven’t fucked me yet.”
“Give me a few minutes, buster,” Jaycee retorted saucily. “Some men are so fucking impatient.”
Gray slapped her ass and said, “I see your language hasn’t improved much,
Out of the corner of his eye, Gray saw Cade had followed his lead. They both towered over her petite body.
When she made no acknowledgement of him or Cade, he leaned down until his face was a mere breath away from hers. He heard a tiny gasp escape her ruby-red lips. “Are you listening, sweetheart?”
Jaycee nodded nervously.
Before he said a word, he nipped her lower lip. “Good. We’re going to do this the easy way or the hard way.”
“We’ll leave that up to you, darlin’,” Cade chimed in, acting more like his normal, charming self. Jaycee had to watch her step. When ill-tempered Cade transformed into jovial Cade at a moment’s notice, he was at his most dangerous.
Gray ignored Cade and continued on, “You can sashay that cute little ass of yours over to my truck like a good little girl, get in, and buckle up. Or you can run as fast and as far as possible, but we will be right behind you. We’re not going to allow you to get away again.”
Gray leaned in to kiss Jaycee’s soft lips while she mulled over her options. She parted her lips, and he swept inside as soon as their mouths touched. Their tongues met, tangling in a dance as old as time.
Gray could barely control his breathing as he moved his body closer to hers. Nothing had changed between them even though time had passed. She still fit him perfectly. The way their bodies curved around each other felt right. Her sweetly curved breasts pillowed his solid chest, her taut stomach flawlessly matched his muscled abdomen, and her soft pussy molded to his hard cock.
Closer. He had to get closer. Grabbing her hips, he yanked her forward roughly and held her tight to his body. She melted against him and moaned into his mouth.
He deepened their kiss, unable to help himself. The subtle hint of chocolate on her tongue intoxicated him, drugging him and robbing him of his sanity.
Jaycee wound her arms around his neck, pulling him closer to her warmth. She rubbed her pussy against his denim-covered cock and whimpered.
That was all it took for Gray. He didn’t give a fuck about her neighbors. They could put him in jail. He grasped her T-shirt with both hands and ripped it, splitting the shirt up the middle. Never breaking their scorching kiss, his hands roamed freely over her flat abdomen. Swiftly, he slid his hands upward, unable to wait any longer to touch the breasts he loved so much.
Jaycee made no move to fight him. She relaxed, her lips softening against his, and sighed.
Gray sought out her nipples with his thumbs, massaging the turgid nubs in small circles.
Jaycee arched her back, her nipples pressing into his fingers. He would have smiled if his mouth wasn’t otherwise engaged. His woman was making demands of her own.
Instead of giving in to her, Gray curled his arms around her waist, his hands traveling toward her enticing ass. He cupped the globes with both hands and kneaded the supple flesh. He ground his cock against her with the aid of his hands forcing her to remain still.
Jaycee grunted in frustration and tried to squirm, but his hands held her captive. That didn’t deter her. She continued to fight him with gusto. He wanted for her to get frisky, the feistier, the better.
Her hands left his neck, sliding down his chest. They stopped on his pectorals, his nipples landing in the middle of her palms. The little she-devil flattened her palms and massaged his nipples vigorously.
“Motherfucker,” Gray shouted as he flung his head back and ended their kiss. “You little hellcat.”
Grinning flirtatiously, Jaycee disagreed, “Naw, I’m not a motherfucker. I’m a Grayfucker.”
Gray chuckled at her smart mouth. “Well, Grayfucker, you’re not doing a very good job. You haven’t fucked me yet.”
“Give me a few minutes, buster,” Jaycee retorted saucily. “Some men are so fucking impatient.”
Gray slapped her ass and said, “I see your language hasn’t improved much,
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