Greyson

Chapter Eight

Denny had driven us back to Grey's penthouse in the city, he continued to tease me on the journey. His dirty words and declared promises of what he would do causing the wetness between my legs to intensify to a point of no return. 

He stormed from the car, walking straight through the lobby of the hotel and ushered us into an elevator. He swiped a card against it and up it went. He held my hand throughout, never once letting go and nothing but glances of want and need were shared between us in the elevator. 

I looked at myself in the mirror that surrounded us as we continued to go up. My curls were wild, sweat from the club glistening between the cleavage that was visible from the top of my black strapless dress. It was maybe a little too short for my liking but I didn't have the time to buy another. I had teamed the dress with black knee high boots, kept make up to lipgloss and mascara only. 

"Look at yourself baby, look how beautiful you are." Grey murmured from beside me, his hands wrapping around my midsection as he rested his chin on my shoulder. 

I looked back to his breathtaking face, his muscular arms that held me so secure and made me feel so safe. His tattoos peaking from the edges of his denim jacket. He was dangerously handsome. 

"Your beautiful." I blurted out causing him to frown and pull away slightly. I turned to him bewildered at the thought of him not possibly knowing this. "You can't seriously.."

"Don't Emily." Emily not Angel. Just like that his mood shifted, his stormy eyes holding a warning telling me to stop. He suddenly looked lethal, it didn't scare me though. 

I walked to him reaching out my hands to touch him and soothe him, he stopped me taking a step back. I looked at him, hurt slamming into my chest. 

The elevator doors made a loud 'ping' as they opened behind him and he retreated into the large living area that held a panoramic view of the sky line. 

"I'm going to take a quick shower." He grumbled out, "The bar is over there if you want a drink." He didn't look back, he just continued to walk past the living area and open plan kitchen area. He walked with purpose before disappearing through a door at the far end which slammed shut behind him. 

Did I say something that I shouldn't have? Had I missed something? 

I frowned wondering what the hell I could have done to shift his mood. In the space of a few seconds he went from sweet and sexy to dangerously lethal. I heard a loud bang from behind the door he went through and my eyes snapped up to the door concerned but I didn't dare step forward. 

I knew he didn't accidentally knock something over, it wasn't that noise. It was the noise you make when you smack something hard out of anger. 

Did I do that?  I frowned. 

I decided in those next few moments that the most logic thing to do would allow him to calm down. When he returns then we can chat but for now, I didn't want to push him any further than I might already have. 

I made my way over to the sleek kitchen area. Glossy black units showing my reflection like a mirror, an island that was bigger than my kitchen back home all together- it set the space off with heavy white and black marble shaped into almost a hexagon. 

When I become a millionaire one day, I want one. 

It reminded me of my Mum's kitchen area a little, it was always beautiful and modern. Spacious for entertaining guests and plenty of cooking space with flashy appliances. My Dad always said 'if you want a women to cook, give her a kitchen she would be blessed to cook in'. Needless to say it worked, my mum cooked every single night unless my Dad did, that was the odd occasion though and Mum's cooking was way more edible. 

I found the glasses in the cupboard, pulling out two I headed over to the basin and filled them with water. I placed them on the island behind me. On the hunt for the glasses, I found a jar of chocolate spread in the cupboard. Deciding that I had to keep myself entertained somehow, I quickly located a spoon. 

I sat up on top of the marble worktop on the island, it was cold against my bare skin but I welcomed it. I took my spoon breaking the foil seal on the top with a pop and dived straight in, pulling out a chunk and letting it grace my tastebuds. 

I moaned, heaven. 

I sat there for a few moments, savouring the taste of the chocolate in my mouth before turning to Grey. 

He had his hands crossed over his now bare chest, he had showered and the only thing on his body was a set of grey lounge pants that hanged dangerously low on his hips. I looked at his tattoos across his chest and followed the trail they made, his abs tense. Holy s**t, he was f*****g hot. 

"I'm getting jealous of that spoon Angel." He told me huskily with a heated gaze at my lips. Angel. Clearly his mood had drifted again and I wasn't going to bring it up just now. 

I pulled the spoon from my mouth slowly, greedily taking the last of the chocolate that covered the spoon before placing it and the tub of chocolate spread down beside me with a blush. 

"It's my favourite." I nervously laughed watching as he came closer to me, stalking like a stealthy beast. 

He lifted his hand to my face, his finger reaching out to the corner of my mouth and gently swiping as his eyes locked with mine. I watched as his finger left the corner of my mouth to his lips and he sucked. 

"Hmm it's delicious." He moaned slightly, parting my legs and standing between my thighs. 

My dress was short and when I looked down, my lacy black panties were definitely on show. He didn't care though, he just kept his eyes looked with mine swirling with amusement and lust. 

"You know what would make it taste much better?" He whispered against my lips, reaching his hands behind me and pulling down the zip to my dress. 

Every sense in my body ignited to his touch as he pulled the zip down. One hand pulled it down gently while his other hand caressed the bare skin that it left exposed. I shivered with delight, my body reacting instantly and I tried to pull him closer to me. He smirked because he knew. 

"What?" I asked my breath came out in shaken whisper that barely passed the surface. 

"If I could taste you with it too." He taunted, pulling my dress away from under my ass and throwing it to the other side of the room. He took in the sight before him and I let him. 

His eyes sparkling with a fire of emotions. He lifted his hands to my bare breasts cupping them in his hands with a groan, I shuddered when his thumb rolled across my hard nub. 

"You don't know how f*****g sexy you look right now Angel." He admitted out in a breath, " Your t**s are swollen so hard, your little nips are like small globes." He leaned down, taking one of them into his mouth and sucked hard, I squealed. "Your wearing panties but look baby, look for me." He demanded, pointing between my thighs it was glistening. "Your soaked baby." He confirmed wiping his pointer finger up the wetness, I moved my hips trying to create friction to find a release but he held my hips steady with a small chuckle. "Easy baby." He told me keeping me still. 

"Grey." I pleaded, I was becoming desperate. 

"Shhh." He hushed me, lifting up a spoon that was covered in the chocolate spread. The very same one that was in my mouth moments prior. 

I watched as he glided it across my swollen globes, the coldness from the spoon making me moan with delight. I watched as he covered each of them evenly with some chocolate before steering down my stomach, stopping just before my panties. He smiled satisfied with his work throwing the spoon down beside him, he gave me one small little wink and my panties were torn for me. 

"Lie back baby." He instructed, his hands wandering over my body igniting me with his touch. 

I didn't complain, I did as I was told. I laid back, the cold marble causing goosebumps to form on my skin. He leaned over me, his erection against my sticky mess, he gently blew against my n****e causing me to groan nudging him desperately. He chuckled for a short moment before taking it in his mouth and sucking hard. 

My breathing had gone haywire and a moan escaped from my lips as he trailed kisses over to the other, repeating the assault. My hands found his hair, pulling and tugging causing him to groan and grind against me. 

His mouth left my breast, licking up the trail of chocolate that was heading down the centre of my stomach. He reached the area that I wanted him to be at desperately but stopped, I raised myself up so I was leaning back against my elbows watching him. He smirked. 

"Grey I- I need.."

"I know baby." He told me causing me to moan as his breath tickled against my c**t. He lifted my legs up behind the knee, crouching so they lay comfortably over his shoulders, caging him in. "You look so f*****g sexy Angel." He growled out, feeling the fabric of my boots beside his head. "Your swollen and laid bare baby, is this what you wanted? Your little slutty boots wrapped over my shoulders?" I moaned as he kissed my inner thigh. 

"Yes." I breathed out to overwhelmed to say otherwise. 

"Tell me your mine Emily." He growled out, "Tell me that once I claim this perfect little p***y that it will belong to me. Tell me!" He growled out as I shuddered beneath him. 

"It's yours!" I screamed as he latched his mouth onto my c**t, sucking and licking like he was trying to drain me dry. I looked down towards him, his eyes locked with mine and he looked wild and possessed. I didn't last long, I was way too horny to last longer than 30 seconds. 

"Grey..I'm..I'm" He sped up his mouth lapping at my p***y, his tongue gliding across my sensitive bud in large circular strides. I felt gravity pulling me down to earth and then it exploded. 

"Grey!" I screamed, my hand finding his hair as he swallowed his reward, sucking hard. 

He pulled away as my muscles went like jello, I lay on top of the marble worktop spent. My heart was racing, my cheeks probably flushed scarlet and a sheen on sweat visible over my skin. I felt like a virgin getting laid for the first time. 

Actually no. I take that back, there was no pain and I was in the arms of a man I like way more than a drunken hookup. 

I heard the distinct noise of a wrapper being torn and when I looked down, I gasped. Grey was big...like really big. His shaft was not only thick but long, way bigger than I was accustomed too. He looked at me sensing my discomfort, placing a small kiss to my inner thigh. 

"I'll go slow baby." He promised, "Just relax." I did, I couldn't care anymore and I really couldn't care if it hurt. 

All I knew was that I wanted this man more than anything, I wanted in inside me and beside me forever. 

He pressed the head of his shaft at my entrance, applying pressure slowly until my muscles accepted him. He settled there for a few minutes, lifting my legs so they rested once again over his shoulders. 

"I'm going to f**k you hard now Angel." He told me with a growl and all I could mutter was a mere yes before a scream tore it's way up my through my throat. 

His thrusts were relentless, his hands pulling me back at the hips to reach every thrust he made, his shaft stretched my insides sweetly and filled me like no other. 

I could feel the familiar feeling building inside of me and I could tell by looking at his face, he felt me tightening up too. 

"Come baby." 

I did and this time, I took a trip around space so close to the stars.