Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 74968 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 375(@200wpm)___ 300(@250wpm)___ 250(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 74968 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 375(@200wpm)___ 300(@250wpm)___ 250(@300wpm)
If he were this good at edging himself, he’d likely be one of those go-all-night mythical tops. Want made my pulse pound.
“Hell, if we ever fuck, I might not live to tell the tale.” My tone was brash without being pushy. Fucking didn’t seem to be on the table tonight, which was fine, but I surely filed the idea away for later. He continued stroking my cock, and I let out a moan. “Might not live to the end of this episode, honestly.”
“You will.” He sounded way more certain than I was. He patted my belly with his free hand. “You can wait. I know you want to be good for me.”
“I do.” His reassurance made me more determined to last. As good as it felt to push against him, his praise felt even better. I made it past the halfway point in the episode, falling into a blissfully dreamy state where I floated along, close to the edge, but also nowhere near falling over. Thank God he didn’t ask me to answer any more of the game show questions, though every so often, he’d murmur an answer.
I’d never before found multitasking sexy, but hell if he didn’t inspire all sorts of fantasies of him doing mundane tasks while railing me.
“You’re doing so good,” he praised as the host announced the Final Jeopardy round. “Just a little longer.”
As soon as the final question was revealed, Grayson sped up his strokes, dragging me ever closer to falling over the edge.
“Please.” I’d never longed to see closing credits more. I risked his ire by glancing away from the TV and up at his face. I’d expected to find him watching to see who won, but his gaze was locked on me like he was memorizing my every reaction. That level of attention was heady fucking stuff. I wriggled against him enough to feel him hard and urgent under me, and suddenly, I was right there. “Oh please.”
“There you go.” Grayson gave permission a split second later, right as the closing music sounded. “Go on now, come for me.”
Relief hit as hard as the orgasm itself, wringing me dry as I came and came, all over his fist and my stomach and chest. The edge had turned out to be a giant waterfall drop, a rush so powerful my head roared and my eyes stung. I hadn’t thought it was possible to weep from coming before, but my burning eyes and damp cheeks said otherwise. Full-body shudders had me almost doubled over as Grayson held me tightly.
“You did right fine waiting.” His praise felt like the benediction I’d waited weeks for. He stroked my side, calming me as my breath slowly returned to normal. “So good for me.”
I’d had the most intense orgasm of my life, but Grayson was still hard beneath me, a subtle tension racing through him. I wanted to give him even a fraction of what I’d just experienced.
“Please tell me I get to suck you now.” I scooted off his lap and onto my knees in front of him before he could say no.
“Gonna be quick.” He unzipped his jeans, revealing the thick cock my mouth hadn’t forgotten. Saliva gathered in anticipation. He groaned as he gave himself a few strokes. “You ain’t the only one I’ve been edging.”
“Glad to know you only pretend to be made of stone and that it turned you on too.” I laughed and leaned in so he could tease my lips with the head of his cock.
“How you can still sass after that come, Lord only knows.” He slid his ass forward in the chair, making my job that much easier.
“Better give my mouth something better to do.” I winked at him before darting my tongue out to tease the tip of his cock. He withdrew his hand so I could work. He’d said he was close, so I didn’t bother with a lot of buildup, instead going right for the deep rhythm with plenty of suction that had worked last time.
“Yep.” He groaned his approval, rocking up to meet my lips, much less tentative about using my mouth this time. “That’s it.”
I sucked hard on each upstroke, letting things get sloppy in a hurry. Grayson rewarded my efforts by stroking my hair with an affectionate hand.
“Good boy, keep that up.” His praise had me ready to keep going until New Year if that was what it took. However, his breathing turned choppy, and I doubled down on my efforts to bring him off in the next minute. He released a long, low moan. “Gonna go fast now.”
“Please.” I moaned the word around his cock as he did exactly that, going fast and hard, bucking into my mouth as he came with the force of what felt like a firehose. I swallowed and swallowed as he cursed and kept right on coming.