Page 44 of Getting Down to Business

“You do great. Just do what you normally do.”

“Come on. Throw me a bone.” He peeled off her tight shirt and latched onto one of her nipples.

“You’ve already got a bone. Are we doing this or are we chatting?” she repeated his early words.

“We’re doing it, but if you don’t get to point B because you’re bored of my same old moves, it’s not on me.”

“Fine. Just shut up already.”

“You’re so mean, I don’t know why I like you so much.” He chuckled as he rolled on the condom. Then he turned over to lie on his back with his hands propped casually behind his head.

“Seriously?” she complained.

“It was your idea, you should do the work.” He was beaming adorably.

“It was not my—you know what? Never mind.” She shook her head as she straddled him and slid down his length slowly, making him hiss through his teeth.

“Damn, you have the best ideas,” he praised her.

She didn’t laugh this time. She was too busy rocking up and down on him.

His hands rested on her hips, pulling her down, guiding her pace.

“You are so unbelievably gorgeous with your hair hanging down in my face like that,” he said.

She let her hair tickle his chest and purred his name at the same time. She was learning all the things he liked. It made her feel powerful.

He reached down between them to rub her as she moved. He touched her the way she needed. Apparently, he was picking up a few things too.

“Come on, baby,” he said as he watched her.

As if she worked on voice command, she responded, clenching around him and collapsing on his chest as the tremors took her over. Her hip was cramping slightly, but it wasn’t enough of a distraction to keep her from enjoying every mind-blowing spasm.

When her muscles relaxed, Grayson flipped her over in one move and began thrusting.

She moaned his name as her fingers clenched the sheets.

“Alyssa,” he said. “Look at me.”

She opened her eyes drowsily and let her fingers trail down his chest and stomach. She pushed off the bed to meet his next thrust and that threw him over the edge. His head went back and his eyes shut as he pushed in as far as he could possibly go. There was no room left.

He fell onto the bed next to her, breathing heavily. After a short time, he traced small circles along her ribs with his fingertips.

A few minutes later his breathing slowed back to normal.

“I’m so glad to be your friend, Liss,” he said, making her laugh.

“Are you going back to your own room now?” she asked as she made herself comfortable under the sheet.

“Do you want me to?”

“I don’t know. If we didn’t live together you would go home, right?”

“Not necessarily. I didn’t the first time at your place. I didn’t make you leave when you came here.”

“Do you want to snuggle?” She laughed at him. She didn’t want him to go. She liked sleeping next to him. He kept the bad dreams away.

“Would it be too much to ask for you to act like a girl sometimes?” he said, settling against her. Clearly he wasn’t leaving, so she cuddled up against him.