Series: Stacey Espino
Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 23564 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 118(@200wpm)___ 94(@250wpm)___ 79(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 23564 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 118(@200wpm)___ 94(@250wpm)___ 79(@300wpm)
Grayson hadn’t given her any instructions, other than he’d be home after he finished dealing with his difficult client, so she made her way up to his bedroom. She was careful about what she touched.
Entering his room, she smiled as she saw brand-new lingerie spread out on his bed. There was a single note that stated she was to put it on. She shook her head, but knew she was going to follow his orders.
Clara loved pleasing Grayson, and she had a feeling he had a difficult life, raising a daughter on his own. April never talked about her mother, and for all intents and purposes, didn’t care what the woman was doing. Her best friend would often tell her that she didn’t think about the woman, because she couldn’t be bothered to stick around or even inquire about her life years later.
She went into his en suite and turned the shower on. It had been a long day, and there was no way she was going to step into that beautiful lingerie without freshening up. Stripping out of her clothes, she reached her hand into the stall and tested the water. It was lovely and warm. Breathing out a sigh of relief, she then stepped beneath the waterfall shower, closing her eyes as she tilted her head back. It felt so good.
Clara had gotten accustomed to all these luxuries over the past week. It would be hard saying goodbye to them.
She didn’t know how long Grayson was going to be, and she didn’t want him waiting for her, so she quickly washed and then rinsed off. Stepping out, she grabbed a towel, wrapping it around her body, and then returned to Grayson’s bedroom. She came to a full stop when she found the man himself already there.
“You’re early.” She licked her dry lips and looked at the lingerie still on the bed. “I … I wanted to use the shower, so I was clean for the lingerie you got for me.”
“Drop the towel,” he said.
His gaze was deep, husky even. The man was so damn handsome.
Clara held onto the towel tightly, but then she stared into his eyes, and there was something in their depths that made her drop the towel to the floor, exactly as he asked.
Grayson moved toward her, stealthy as a jaguar, closing the distance with just a few strides. His hands were all over her, taking her by surprise, but in a very good way.
She loved how he stroked across her back, then down to her ass, cupping the cheeks and squeezing them tightly within his grip, drawing her close. She felt the hard ridge of his cock as it pressed against her core, and she couldn’t help but moan as he did it. The pleasure was intense and instant.
“You feel so fucking good,” he said, growling the words against her ear.
He spun her around so that her back was pressed against him, and then he cupped her tits. Both of his palms held them, massaging them. Arousal flooded between her thighs.
“Look at us,” he said.
She always wanted to do as he asked, so she turned her head to find their reflections in the large wall mirror. Grayson was a lot taller than her, and she loved how he seemed to completely envelop her. His big hands, thick arms, and muscle-bound body held her tightly.
It had been a long time since she felt her life was going to be okay, but with Grayson, she had a feeling it would be.
His lips pressed against her neck, and she gasped as his tongue traced across her pulse, and then a second later, he nipped on the tender spot, making her cry out.
“Is your virgin cunt wet for me?” he asked.
She whimpered her response.
“Clara?”
How was he able to make her name sound so incredibly sexy? It was impossible. She didn’t know how he did it.
“Yes,” she said, whispering her response.
Once he let go of her tits, he slowly stroked down, going between her thighs. She wasn’t prepared for it, her body so sensitive, and she shook from his touch. It felt so good.
“Please!”
All too soon, Grayson had let her go and led her over to the bed, thrusting her down on it. She landed on the mattress, bouncing a little, and then he grabbed her legs, pulling her into place. He spread her knees and knelt at the edge of the bed, keeping her wide open for him.
“What about the—”
She was worried about the lingerie until Grayson licked at her pussy stealing all coherent thought. His tongue danced across her clit, but she was also super sensitive, so she didn’t know if she would be able to stand it.
Clara watched and waited as he pulled his shirt up over his head, and then took care of his pants. She loved to watch him undress, and now as he took off his boxer briefs, he stood before her. His cock long, hard, and impossibly thick.