Page 201 of Just for the Cameras
Wanted.
Needed.
“Your turn,” he says, wetting his lips.
“Or we can just go to bed.”
His expression flattens.
“Not fucking happening.”
I chuckle as he flips me to my back, then tears off my thong in one quick stroke, snapping the fabric apart.
“Hey, I liked those.”
“I’ll buy a whole goddamn lingerie store for you, just so I can rip your underwear off like that every time.”
He spreads my legs and smiles down at me while he takes in my arousal.
“I’m wet,” I say as if he can’t see it.
“Yeah, and it’s fucking killing me knowing that I already blew my goddamn load.”
“I like it,” I say, fire blazing in my eyes at the thought.
“Well, it will be the only time it happens.” He then reaches into his nightstand and pulls out a simple vibrator.
My eyes widen. “I thought you didn’t bring women here.”
“I don’t.”
“Then why do you have that?”
“Why do you think?” he asks, a wicked gleam in his eyes.
“Oh my God,” I whisper. “Do you…do you use it on yourself?”
“Sometimes.” He moves back between my legs and turns it on, letting the vibration sound fill the air. “If you wake up OC with your screams, I’ll buy you all the goddamn lingerie you want.”
“I thought you were going to do that anyway. Maybe you could never rip them.”
“No goddamn chance.” He drags the vibrator over my chest and across my pebbled nipples. “This bra is dangerous.”
“Mmm? How so?”
“It will get you in a lot of trouble.” He drags the vibrator down to my stomach as he leans forward and sucks my nipple into his mouth through the sheer fabric of my bra.
My hand shifts into his hair, my back arching from the ache I feel for him. “If this is the kind of trouble you’re referring to, then I want it.”
“Then be a good girl and spread your legs wider for me,” he whispers before bringing his mouth to mine and dipping his tongue past my lipsand up against mine. I moan into him, letting him swirl his tongue as he drives into the inferno that is building inside me.
When he pulls away, I feel lost until he maneuvers his mouth down my body, past my chest, my stomach, and right above where I ache for him.
His expression turns wicked as he turns off the vibrator and slowly slides it inside me.
“Oh…that’s…” He switches on the vibrator, and my pelvis lifts off the bed. “Oh fuck, Graydon.”
His gorgeous smile stretches across his lips right before he lowers his head, parts me with two fingers, and flicks his tongue over my clit.
