Page 56 of Until Joy

“Can you tell me, Joy?”

I swallowed, trying to get enough saliva going so I could talk. Finally… “Just a little souvenir from London. I was careless. No big deal.”

“Baby—”

I reached up and put my finger over his lips. “Not now, okay?” I pleaded.

I could see him reading my face, taking in all I wasn’t saying. He nodded, then slowly smiled. “Okay, Doll. Not now. But only on one condition.”

I trembled. I was close to the edge, and I prayed he wouldn’t push me over. I so wanted to stay in the light with him.

“What’s your condition?”

“Say fuck me, Graham. I want your cock.”

A laugh burst out of me. This man. Could he be any more perfect?

“Joy?”

“Fuck me, Graham. I want your cock.”

He put his thumbs in the waistband of my panties. “Now lift up.”

I arched up, and he yanked my panties off my body.

“So pretty. And wet. You should see how you glisten.” He swiped his thumb through my folds. He held it out for me to look at. I could see that it was wet. Then he sucked it into his mouth. All of my muscles clenched. I could feel my bones lock up. I couldn’t even open my mouth, because my jaw was clamped shut.

He grinned wickedly. “I need more.” His fingers traced over my slick heat, gathering my arousal before he held it up again, a sinful gleam in his eye. This time he licked his finger like a popsicle with his eyes closed, savoring the taste.

A moan slipped from my lips. “You’re killing me, Graham.”

He reached over to the nightstand where there were packets of condoms strewn across top. He tore open a package and rolled on protection and I wrapped my other leg around his hips as I arched up, doing everything I could to speed things up. Graham had other ideas. Apparently, this morning was one of his slow days. One of those days where he was going to take his time and drive me crazy. He pushed in just a little, and I closed my eyes as I relished his girth. Then I felt him pull all the way out.

“No!” I cried out. “No! No teasing.”

“Yes, baby. We’re going to take this slow. I have a mind to torture you.”

“You know you want to plunge all the way in. You know you want to go hard, deep and fast. Do it Graham. For God’s sake, do it.”

He grimaced. “This morning, I’m taking my time. Drawing it out. I want to keep you right on the edge until you’re wrecked for me.”

“You’re going to hate that as much as I will,” I cried out.

“Yeah, but the end will be worth it, trust me.”

I slammed my head against the pillow at the same time as I grabbed his forearms. He chuckled, the bastard.

This time he pushed in a little bit further and I clamped down on him for all I was worth. I opened my eyes and was vindicated to see the grimace on his face.

“Naughty girl,” he admonished.

It took him a little more time to pull out. Served him right.

The next time I did my best to keep him out, but dammit, I was too needy, instead I thrust upwards, grinding against him. But he still only entered me halfway. But I would be damned if I would beg. Instead I pulled on his chest hair, forcing him forward.

“Hey, that’s a foul!”

“All’s fair in love and war. Some big, former Navy SEAL told me that.”