Total pages in book: 68
Estimated words: 64887 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 324(@200wpm)___ 260(@250wpm)___ 216(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 64887 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 324(@200wpm)___ 260(@250wpm)___ 216(@300wpm)
The comment is so quintessentially Grayson, I can’t help grabbing his face and planting a kiss on his mouth. “God, I love you.” I kiss him again. “There’s a bottle of lube in my nightstand. Will you grab it?”
“I’ll be right back.” He guides me off his lap and onto my ass next to him in the hot tub. “Drink the rest of this while I’m gone.” He hands me a half-empty champagne flute from the ledge.
“Yes, sir.”
Grayson climbs out of the hot tub and grabs a towel from a chair, prompting me to ogle his gorgeous body. He’s always been hot to me, from day one. But since then, he’s discovered a new passion for fitness, one that has slowly given him sculpted, lean muscles over the past six months. And the best part? Whenever I compliment Grayson on his new physique, he says something along the lines of “When a guy’s got the hottest girlfriend in the world, he’s got to do whatever he can to keep her coming back for more.”
With his towel secured around his trim waist, Grayson bounds into my house to retrieve the lube. And when he returns a couple minutes later, he’s got an extra-wide smile on his handsome face, a tent pole sticking out from behind his towel, and a little tube in his hand.
“Found it,” he says.
“My ass is ready for you,” I purr. I hold up my empty glass. “And my champagne is all gone.” I’ve no sooner said the words than my beloved dog, Daisy, bounds through the sliding glass door left open by Grayson and tackles him.
“Aw, fuck,” Grayson says. “No, Daisy!”
“She thinks it’s a hot dog,” I joke.
“Argh!” Grayson says. He grabs Daisy’s collar and leads her back inside, muttering, “I don’t want your puppy-dog eyes staring at me the whole time I’m fucking Mommy up the ass.”
When Grayson returns, his dick is semi-flaccid. I stand and invite him back into the water, telling him I know exactly what to do to get him hard again.
He stands over me on the ledge and pointedly looks at my tits. And what do you know, his dick hardens right before my eyes.
“That’s quite a magic trick,” I say, laughing.
“It’s not magic,” he says. “It’s Selena.” With that, he slowly enters the hot tub, his massive erection leading the way. When he reaches me in the warm water, he pulls me into his strong arms and kisses me passionately. As his lips devour mine, I wrap my arms around Grayson’s neck and rub my pelvis into his erection. For several minutes, we kiss and caress, our fingers exploring each other’s bodies in the hot water. Until, finally, when we’re both obviously extremely aroused, Grayson guides me to the ledge of the hot tub, turns me around, and tells me to place my palms on the ledge.
I feel his wet skin cleaving to my backside, so I push my ass into his hard-on, excited to feel him penetrating me in this whole new way. But he doesn’t take the bait. Not yet. His mouth devours the crook of my neck while his wet fingers caress my breasts and pinch my hard nipples. When the tip of his cock invades the crack of my ass suggestively, my knees buckle with anticipation. Again and again, he teases me by pushing his cock in between my cheeks. But each time, he only rests his tip against my anus and doesn’t push inside.
When my arousal reaches a fever pitch, I feel Grayson’s body leave my backside. Hear the sound of lube being squirted out of a tube. And a moment later, Grayson slides his fingers up and down my ass crack, and then presses his fingertip against my anus, and then pushes his fingertip inside me.
“Do it,” I mutter. “I’m ready.”
“Don’t hold your breath,” Grayson whispers, his breath hot against my ear. “Breathe deeply.”
I do as I’m told, and Grayson reaches around my torso and fondles my clit.
“Breathe,” he reminds me, as his fingers explore my anus. “Breathe, my love. You’re in full control. I’ll go only as deep as you can handle.”
I melt into the hot tub ledge. “I’m gonna come, if you keep touching me like this.” I don’t know if that’s his goal—making me come before he’s even taken the plunge into my backside—or if he’s trying to bring me to the bitter edge before penetrating me. Either way, I’m a heartbeat away from coming undone.
I feel the sensation of my anus being stretched. Pressure. A sensation that makes me feel strangely like I’m gagging, even though that makes no sense.
“That’s the tip,” Grayson chokes out. “Oh, fuck.”
“That feels okay,” I manage to say. “Keep going.”
“Breathe, baby. Take a deep breath.”
I do as I’m told, and the next thing I know, I feel like my eyes are popping out of my head. “Holy fuck,” I gasp out. “That’s a lot.”