He lets out a pant.

Need spears me right through my middle. I moan, too, and Grey must feel the vibration, because he slams a palm against the wall above my head.

“Stay still,” he grunts. “And don’t you dare come. Your turn to wait, pretty girl.”

Gliding a hand through my hair, he gives it a little tug. Tugs my head back so that my eyes meet his as he glides in and out of my mouth. In and out.

“That’s it,” he says softly, pulling out until his head is at my lips. “Play with me, sweetheart. Taste me. Show me how much you want this.”

I wrap my lips around him, tugging and sucking and licking him. I taste the salt of his pre-cum, and use my tongue to smear it across my lips.

“Aw, fuck,” he says, gently pushing my hair away from my face. “Fuck, you like that. You like the way I taste.”

In reply, I swirl my tongue over his head and give the underside a long, lingering lick.

His control snaps. He jacks his hips and howls, this gravelly roar that makes my nipples tighten painfully.

Before I know what he’s doing, Grey is wrapping a hand around my arm and yanking me to my feet, his cock bobbing as it falls out of my mouth.

“Can you stand?” he asks roughly.

“I—”

One of my legs gives out, but he’s there to catch me. He hikes me over his shoulder, making me laugh. Then he sets me on the bed, the fluffy duvet sinking beneath my weight. The fabric feels cool and silky against my back.

My pussy is throbbing.

“Please,” I say.

“Still want the villain?”

“I just want you. Whatever that looks like.”

In reply, he takes my knees in his hands and parts them. Ducks down and licks my pussy with the broad flat of his tongue. Back to front, ducking inside my cunt before pressing against my clit.

I feel my orgasm rising up to meet me. I gasp. He growls.

“You’ll get the villain,” he says, and grabs a condom on the bedside table. “By the way—I’d really like to stop using these things. How about we get tested? Make sure it’s safe before we...”

I bite my lip. “Fuck without them? I love that idea. I got tested when I found out I was pregnant—they test you for a lot of stuff to make sure you don’t pass it on to your baby. I’m clean.”

“I will schedule a new test first thing tomorrow.”

Chapter Twenty-Five

Greyson

I flip her over onto her stomach. The skin on her ass and back shines in the low light of the room. I lean down and kiss the outside of her neck, the underside of her ribcage. I kiss her ass cheek, giving it a playful smack.

I straighten, tearing open the foil packet.

“Get on your knees,” I grunt, rolling the condom on. “But keep your head down.”