He teased her, running his fingertips over her inner thighs and tracing the outer lips of her sex, making her crave his touch. “Grayson. Please.”

His low chuckle had her groaning in frustration. “Patience, sweetheart. You’ll get everything you want.”

“When?”

“Soon.”

Not soon enough for her. “You’re enjoying this a little too much.”

“No such thing.” He took mercy on her, sliding his fingers through the dampness between her legs and caressing her clit.

Emma gripped his forearm and bit her lip to keep from screaming from the pleasure. Then he turned her, and she was facedown on the bed, his lips skimming over her back as he continued to stroke between her legs. She was drowning in a sea of sensation with her every sense on high alert. Even the rub of her nipples against the sheet added to the overload. She grasped the pillow, needing something to hold on to as he continued to kiss her back. And when he reached her bottom, he added some gentle nibbles to flesh that had never been so sensitive.

He kept her on the razor’s edge of release for so long that by the time he finally began to enter her from behind, she was more than ready to let go, coming harder than she had before.

Groaning, he grasped her hips and drove into her, triggering a second wave that was stronger than the first. She came down from the incredible high to discover he wasn’t finished with her yet. Not even close.

He arranged her on her knees, spreading her legs farther apart, and started the climb all over again with deep strokes of his cock while still caressing her clit.

The bed creaked and the headboard banged against the wall, which was, fortunately, on the outside of the house where no one was apt to hear it. Not that she could be bothered to care about who might hear them while being taken on the ride of her life.

“Emma, God, you feel so good. So, so good.” His fingers dug into her hips.

She would feel his fierce possession in every muscle she owned tomorrow. But in this moment, she couldn’t be bothered with caring about anything beyond right here and right now.

He surged deep into her and held still for a long moment before she felt the heat of his release. His head dropped to her back as he took a series of deep breaths. “Christ have mercy.”

Emma laughed. “Someone needs to have mercy on me.”

He withdrew from her and arranged them so they were facing each other. “I was rough. I’m sorry.”

She laid a finger over his lips. “Please don’t apologize. That was… I have no words.”

“Is that a good thing?”

Moved by his obvious concern, she said, “The best thing ever. It was incredible. I didn’t know… I had no idea…”

He leaned in to kiss her. “Me either.”