Chapter 21

Chapter Twenty-One

Bonny

Am I sure? More sure of this than I am of anything else in my life. I nod but also tell him so there is absolutely no confusion. "Yes, Gray. I want you to be with me more than I want anything in this world."

He smiles and I find myself on my back faster than I can blink. "I'm going to eat that little pussy until you cum a couple of times so we can soften up your little body. Maybe make that little cherry ready for me to take it. I won't hurt you. I'm going to try to make this so you don't even realize I've broken through, baby."

I place my fingers on his cheeks, "You're worth the pain." I lift my head so I can kiss him. "I believe you'll make it perfect."

"Shit! We should…I need to make this romantic. I need flower petals and music and…"

"I just need you, Gray. Make love to me."

"Fuck. Yes."

His mouth is suddenly all over me, my mouth, my cheeks, my neck, my upper chest, my breasts. When his mouth closes over the tip of one, I gasp and my hands go to the back of his head, holding him to me. It's still such a new sensation that it takes my breath away. The molten liquid feeling in my lower tummy spreads, and I clench my legs together but Grayson's lying in between them so all I do is clamp them around his hips making him groan around my nipple.

"Oh my God!" My legs pull up and I reflexively wrap them around Grayson.

"Yes, baby, wrap those beautiful legs around me. Show me how much you want my mouth on you."

My back arches and I hug up around him even more, pushing my breast further into his mouth, giving him more without him ever asking me for it. His lips wrap around the puffy pebble, and the top of his tongue flicks against me. His hand goes to my thigh so he can rub me before his other one comes up and cradles the swell of my unkissed breast.

"Grayson! Gray! Oh my God! You…" Whatever I was about to say ends in a moan as he switches sides, and that warm feeling builds and builds.

He leaves my breasts to trail kisses down my body until he comes to the top of my mound. There he uses his tongue to draw sexy patterns on me before slyly dipping it into the cleft of my sex. I can hear him drag in a deep breath taking the scent of me deep into him. I would be embarrassed, and my cheeks would be so red you could see it from outer space if he didn't bury his face in me and start sucking on my clit in the most perfect way.

Embarrassment doesn't really stand up against the overwhelming pleasure he is giving me. When his hands come up to massage and play with my breasts, gently squeezing and plucking the hardened nubs at the same time, my hands leave him to fly to the sheets around us, the headboard above me, and back to his shoulders, all in an attempt to find something solid to cling to since it feels like my body is being buffeted by waves of ecstasy.

He takes my legs and throws them over his shoulders so he can sink his tongue deeper into me. He dances it over my sensitive skin and plays with my virgin entrance and even further back to the rosette hidden from everyone. I can only cry out and make unintelligible moans and gasps as he sends me spinning out of control in the best way possible. My body goes rigid and the muscles around the place he plunges his tongue start to pulse and grip around him.

I give a loud cry before I push myself into his mouth and slam my eyes shut. Sparks dance behind my eyes and everything goes still and calm for a second. My eyes flutter open, and sensation starts coming back to me. Gray didn't stop when I came for him, he just kept eating me. And now I can feel something, his finger most likely, spreading my untouched flesh apart. I gasp at the new feeling.

His fingertips up inside of me and he touches a spot that makes me all flushed and needy. Even though he only has one finger in me, it feels like he is touching every part of me, like he is touching my soul. This time when my body starts to shake and quiver under his tongue something is bigger, stronger. This release feels like it might be more.

It doesn't take him long to build me back up, teetering on the edge of something so much bigger than me.

"Oh God, Gray! I'm going to cum…so…hard! You're making me cum…"

I drag in a breath before my body stiffens and I scream out his name. A rush of liquid leaves my body and bathes his tongue and lower face. When I come back to myself this time it's to find all the embarrassment that I was able to push away before.

"Fuck, you are so fucking sweet! I'm already addicted and you…you just did that…"

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry."

"Don't fucking be! That was the sexiest thing…you giving me all that cream…it turns me into a beast, baby."

His fingers come up to my overstimulated clit to rub against it as he comes to his knees. He wraps his arms around me, and we sit like we did before when we were talking, and he told me he loves me. He finds my mouth and I can taste myself on his lips.

"I think this might be a good way to handle this, baby. This way you can control how much of me you take."

I feel the tip of him brush against the middle of me. He runs it back and forth hitting my clit with every movement. By the time he notches his wide thick head at my entrance, I can feel myself dripping with need. He can probably tell how excited I am because I've made a pool of liquid all down his shaft.

He confirms my suspicions when he whispers in my ear, "You did such a good job getting my cock ready for you. I want you to take it slow, and stop whenever you want or need to. You are in total control."

I want to smile at him but can't. Having him where he is, feeling the pressure of him pushing against me is too much for me to do anything other than feel.

"I'm going to put my hands under your butt to hold you up, but you are still in charge. Just push down if you want to take more of me."

The very tip of him is pushing against me and I can feel the hot velvetiness of it. It just makes me wetter. He says we'll take it as slow as I need it, but what I really need… is all of him in me now!