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Gray made her feel things she had never felt before, and she liked it  a lot.
 Come here, baby.
*****
Bobbi had the most kissable lips. Soft and inviting, they were quickly becoming
an obsession. Gray loved the way she became all soft and pliable in his arms. He loved
digging his hands in her hair and holding her to him. He loved the feel of her breasts
pressed against his chest, the way her nipples tightened at his touch.
 Gray? Someone might see, she whispered as he slid his hand up her dress.
She didn t try to move away, and he wasn t about to let her. He eased the seat
back as far as it would go, settling his precious package in his lap.  I guess we will have
to be careful, huh?
He couldn t stop touching her now. Not knowing how sweetly she responded. His
hand found her mound, soft and wet. He slid one digit against her slit until she was
squirming against his raging erection. Damn, she felt so good!
 We can t do this here, Gray.
She was right, but stopping was too much to ask for.
 Shhh. I just want to touch you. His finger delved inside her, caressing what was
fast becoming his favorite place to be.  Show me you want me just as bad as I want you.
He used his thumb to strum her clit, watching as her eyes closed, her head thrown
back. Damn, he wished he could see his fingers disappearing in her snug warmth. He
wanted to see her ride his fingers, he wanted to be inside her.
 Come for me, Bobbi.
She rode his fingers hard, biting her bottom lip as she crested the peak.
 Oh, shit! Gray. I need more.
So did he. The feel of her spasms against his buried digits was driving him mad.
Shifting in his seat he pulled her onto his lap, simultaneously starting the car. Thankfully
he hadn t chosen to drive the jeep, it was too open. The Navigator, they were currently in
was high enough off the ground, it was hard to peer into the windows, which were tinted
just enough to hide what he was doing.
He let the seat all the way back, lying almost flat, freeing his aching cock from his
shorts. He maneuvered her so that although she was bare against his groin area, her dress
was pulled down around her.
 I need you to climb on top, baby. I want you to ride me.
She didn t even glance around before moving her body in perfect alignment with
his shaft. He couldn t resist playing with her a little. He knew she was hot and ready, but
he wanted her crazy for it. He rubbed the thick crown of his cock against her labia. The
thick cream of her arousal coated the head, making him groan from the delicious
sensation.
 My pretty pussy is so hot, isn t it? he crooned, lightly slapping his dick across
her clit for emphasis.  You re so damn wet, baby. What does my pussy want?
 Please, Gray? Bobbi cried, bucking her hips against him. She was trying to
force her pussy down, but he wasn t letting her. Not yet.
 What if someone saw? he taunted her.  Do you want those people out there
seeing me take what s mine?
Her eyes flew open, wide and shocked, and unless he missed his guess, excited.
The fresh coat of moisture starting to coat his cock assured him he wasn t mistaken at all.
With a groan, he moved his hand, forging upward he was buried balls deep with
one stroke. His hand fell heavily on her ass cheek, loving the way she threw her head
back in the most sensual moan he had ever seen. She was so damn sexy like this, her eyes
blazing with passion, a dark red flush across her face. He wished he could free those
magnificent breasts, but he didn t want to risk anyone seeing them. They were for his
enjoyment, not some poor slob walking by.
 Ride it, sugar, Ride your cock like you want it.
He should have been prepared for the wet, burning velvet fist encasing his dick in
the most pleasurable sensations imaginable. His hands might have been gripping her hips,
but she was the one in charge of this ride. She slammed down on his again and again,
driving him wild. His teeth gently pulled on her breasts over the fabric of her dress. He
wanted so bad to taste that bare flesh in his mouth. He wanted to be so deep inside her
she wouldn't want to be free.
 Gray, it feels so good. I can t& I can t& 
He knew. She couldn t hold back much longer. Neither could he. Gritting his
teeth, he surged upward, meeting her thrust for thrust. He could feel the slight tremor of
her walls gradually grow into quakes, milking him, demanding every drop he had to give.
 Fuck yeah! Give me that, Bobbi! Come all over your cock. Make me feel it,
baby. Come for me.
She buried her face in the crook of his neck, biting down on his flesh to muffle
her scream of surrender. The sharp pain from her teeth, the chocking grip on his cock, it
was too much. He exploded inside her, grinding their hips together as the world burst
from the inside out.
So fucking good, but it was not nearly enough.
*****
Bobbi bit her lip as she considered how to tell Gray she needed to go. It wasn t
that she hadn t had a great time this weekend, but she had to get back to her apartment.
She had to get centered. Gray threw her off, made her feel all upside down. She needed
the peace and solitude to get her back in the right mindset.
Truthfully, she was waiting. In her limited experience, men started taking women
for granted as soon as they slept with them. Bobbi never was the kind of woman who
would wait around to be cut from someone s life, it was just too painful. She was careful
to keep her mind and body separate. Enjoy the moment then move on quietly.
It freaked some guys out. They didn t seem to understand that she couldn t be
bothered trying to keep someone who didn t want to be kept. So, if he cheated, so what?
Men were like buses, you stay still long enough another one would come along.
Bobbi was very afraid Gray wouldn t be so easy to get over. He had somehow
peered into her darkest fantasies and was quickly working his way through them. He
didn t treat her like spun glass, nor did he treat her like an empty receptacle in his bed
solely for his own pleasure.
But it wasn t just the sex. Gray listened to her, like really listened. He sometimes
picked up on things she didn t say. It was a little unnerving. Quite frankly, Bobbi had no
idea what to do with him. He was unlike any guy she had ever dated. It was too soon to
know for certain, but he was starting off differently.
She needed to go home. She would be able to think, without one of Gray s hands
rubbing her back and the other playing in her hair. Oh, for crying out loud, she was
letting a man play in her hair! What the hell was wrong with her? No one save her
hairdresser had ever played with her freaking hair! Yet here she was, lounging around on
Gray s very nice, soft as butter, mammoth-sized couch, watching sci-fi, letting him play
with her hair. It seemed all too natural; after all, he had pulled it just one short hour ago,
and she had loved it. She was way too comfortable in this three-level fantasy of a
townhouse, right on the water. Yeah, it was bit& cold. Everything was spotless, there
wasn t a trace of anything personal on the walls or the shelves. There was art to go with
the décor, but it all felt so impersonal. Kind of like someone copied pages out of a design
magazine.
She had to stop herself from redesigning this or that in her head. This was not her
home, nor would it ever be. She shouldn t be feeling so completely at home here. [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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