CHAPTER THIRTEEN
“OH, GRAYSON.” CONNIE gripped her headboard as Grayson lay on top pounding her, their sweaty bodies slapping together with each thrust. “Yes, Grayson. Yes!”
“Ugh.” Grayson pumped with his eyes closed, the force of his strong thighs throwing Connie’s legs into the air under the sheet. “Oh, Connie. Oh.”
“Uh-huh. God!” Her vaginal muscles tightened, urging her for the big release. “Faster.” She lifted her head, digging her fingernails into his slick back. “Faster!”
Grayson used the headboard as leverage, pushing deeper inside her. “Ah.”
“Harder.” Connie wrapped her legs around him, her vulva throbbing. “Harder!”
“Oh.” Grayson grabbed her waist, lashing his pelvis against her. “s**t. I’m coming.”
Connie’s cell phone buzzed amongst the squeaking bed springs and animated
