his frown made him appear angry.
“You shouldn’t have worn that dress,” he growled.
She swallowed. “Why? You don’t like it?”
“All I could think of all night was getting it off you.” His fingers curled around the neckline, and she squeaked. “You knew you baited me, didn’t you?”
“I-I-I…” She panted, and it seemed like her breasts swelled with his hand so close to them. They reached out to him, craving his caress. Grayson noticed. Instead of tearing her dress as she expected, he ran a single finger over her skin, teasing the rising swell of one breast and then the other. When he dipped beneath the material, his eyes blazed at discovering she wore no bra. As if she could with the back design. His finger brushed over her nipple, and she whimpered. “Don’t.”
“Don’t touch you?”
She shut her eyes, telling herself not to arch into his touch, but her back rose from the bed anyway. “Don’t tease me.”
“Oh, I’m not going to tease you, baby. I’m going to pleasure you.” He slid her dress higher along her thighs and reached beneath it. A moment later, her panties glided down over her ass and farther until he had them at her knees. Her pussy clenched when he raised her legs to remove the panties, knowing he got a good view. He moaned his approval. “So wet. I bet you taste good.”
“I wouldn’t know.” She bit her finger and waited for him to toss the panties aside.
“Now who’s teasing?” His hot glance tipped away from her, and then his gaze arrested on something on the nightstand. “What is that?”
She looked. Shit . “Um, nothing.”
She’d used the tool the night before and cleaned it afterward, but forgot to put it away. The green and white connected balls with a looped cord on one end could not be misconstrued as anything other than what they were.
“Ben wah balls,” he murmured.
Tonya covered her eyes and laughed. Her mirth died when Grayson leaned over her toward the nightstand. “What are you doing? I usually just walk around with it and—”
He threaded the one-inch balls into her pussy, and she moaned. Right away, she felt the pressure, that feeling like she didn’t even have to touch her clit to come. Grayson pushed his fingers through the loop on the end of one ball and shoved until both were inside her. Then he pulled slowly. The weights inside the balls and their round shape gliding in and out of her heat brought her hips off the bed. She raised one leg and pumped into Grayson’s movements.
“Mm, like that?” His deep, rumbling voice added to the effect.
“Y-Yes. Oh, yes!”
He flattened his palm with cord attached and began working the balls in and out of her. Each time his hand came down, he gave her clit a light slap, and her desire deepened. With an amazing rhythm going, he leaned in and licked her clit. She keened, shouting his name. He latched onto her bud and sucked hard, bringing her orgasm closer to cresting.
She knotted fingers in his hair and spread her legs wider. Riding his mouth and loving the skillful use of the balls, she didn’t think she could hold it together much longer. “Gray, you’re going to make me come.”
He looked up at her. “That’s the point. Now, let me see your pussy gush for me.”
The dirty words produced just what he wanted. She screamed, thrashing about on the bed, balling the sheets in her hands and struggling for a breath. Grayson groaned as he lapped up her flowing juices. He tugged the balls free and laid them aside then attacked her entrance. The vibration of his moan arrowed through to her core and intensified her orgasm. She reached a high beyond her previous experiences, and she wrapped her legs around his head.
At last, the sensations died down, and Tonya fell back against the bed. She watched Grayson straighten through slitted eyes. He stood at the base of the bed and stripped. She took in his taut muscles and smooth, tanned skin. A sound of appreciation slipped out between her parted
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