Chapters (66)
- Cover
- Dedication
- Keep Reading
- One
- Two
- Three
- Four
- Five
- Six
- Seven
- Eight
- Nine
- Ten
- Eleven
- Twelve
- Thirteen
- Fourteen
- Fifteen
- Sixteen
- Seventeen
- Eighteen
- Nineteen
- Twenty
- Twenty-One
- Twenty-Two
- Twenty-Three
- Twenty-Four
- Twenty-Five
- Twenty-Six
- Twenty-Seven
- Twenty-Eight
- Twenty-Nine
- Thirty
- Thirty-One
- Thirty-Two
- Thirty-Three
- Thirty-Four
- Thirty-Five
- Thirty-Six
- Thirty-Seven
- Thirty-Eight
- Thirty-Nine
- Forty
- Forty-One
- Forty-Two
- Forty-Three
- Forty-Four
- Forty-Five
- Forty-Six
- Forty-Seven
- Forty-Eight
- Forty-Nine
- Fifty
- Fifty-One
- Fifty-Two
- Fifty-Three
- Fifty-Four
- Fifty-Five
- Fifty-Six
- Fifty-Seven
- Fifty-Eight
- Fifty-Nine
- Sneak Peek
- Find Me
- Books by Mary Catherine Gebhard
- Acknowledgments
I tensed, suddenly nervous. All the control was in my hands, and I’d never had any control. But the look in his eyes, the hot, half-lidded look, gave me courage. I chewed my lip, slowly lifting myself, sliding onto his cock.
He groaned, jaw clenched, nostrils flared. That spurred me on, until I was filled with him. Until I couldn’t breathe with the fullness. Grayson was somehow even more in this position.
The minute he was totally inside me, Grayson yanked me to him, dragged me so we were both sitting up, and kissed me brutally. Tongue lashing and possessive, stealing my air.
“Your pussy is mine,” he said against my lips, thrusting up and forcing a strangled sound from me. He bit my lip as I cried out.
His words were a dark, forbidden poetry sliding inside my veins and lighting me on fire. I gripped his shoulders, the position forcing him deeper inside me.
“Fuck, you like it dirty. I can feel it on my cock.”
Oh God, I’ve never felt this. I can feel everything. Every molecule. I was already at the precipice, but his kisses, bites, and words…I’m about to shatter.
“Come all over my dick, Story,” he groaned.
“Bite me,” I gasped.
He let out a strangled sound, and then his teeth were on me, just above my breast. I arched into it, into his teeth, into the feeling strangling my core, and let go. I let go and gave in for the first time in my life.
But Grayson’s arms anchored me, and his hot whispers were on my neck, my lips, urging me on.
Fucking beautiful.
You’re so goddamn perfect when you come.
Because even as I tumbled into oblivion, he wouldn’t let me go alone. My thorny, cruel boy was too sweet.
When it was over, when I came back down, he was already watching me. A softness tinged the serious look in his eyes, like a foggy night. I’d wondered before what it would be like to sleep with Grayson Crowne, and now I had my answer.
Untamed, yes, but not how I’d imagined. Not destructive. He was a forest untouched by man, so beautifully raw.
A smile curved his lips. “Goddamn, Snitch. I’m never letting you go now.”
Forty-Two
GRAY
I’d dragged Snitch’s thigh across my lower abs, stroking her from hip to knee, knee to hip. I couldn’t take my hands off her—something about her flesh eased a tension in my chest. I never wanted to let her go. The floor was hard as fuck, though. Some imported Italian marble my mother had to have, so I pulled her across my body, ignoring the twinge in my shoulder blades. Her breasts pressed against my pecs, and her thighs spread across mine. Fuck. I was already getting hard again.
She blinked at me. “Am I too heavy?”