Lauren watched Grayson as the limo pulled away from the kerb. He sat opposite her, one arm along the back of the seat, his long legs crossed at the ankle and stretched out in front of him. At least he’d refused Ella’s outrageous attempts to flirt with him. Lauren admitted to a few anxious moments when she’d seen Ella lay all her best moves on him on the dance floor.
Damn, it was getting harder and harder to ignore her possessive feelings for this man. She wasn’t sure she wanted to expose him to her other female friends. They might expect her to share.
Ella had suggested going on to another club. Lauren couldn’t face it. She preferred to go home and face the storm brewing in Grayson’s slate-blue eyes. The limo drew to a stop outside her apartment and Ella came around to open the door.
Quick as a snake, Grayson reached out and yanked Ella into the interior of the car. He deposited her in the seat beside Lauren and shut the door. Lauren tried to smile at him in the brittle silence.
‘Ladies, I think I’ve done you an injustice,’ Grayson said.
Ella and Lauren exchanged a mystified glance.
Grayson nodded at Ella. ‘Lauren told me that she had a “special relationship” with you.’ He made quotes with his fingers. ‘I didn’t understand exactly what she meant until now.’
He leant forwards and took Ella’s hand. ‘It must have been very difficult for you to watch me with Lauren tonight. You must have felt jealous. That’s why I’ll forgive your attempts to come on to me.’
Lauren stared at Grayson but he looked perfectly sincere. Did he really think that she and Ella were a couple?
‘I don’t think you quite understand –’
Lauren was interrupted by a wave of Grayson’s hand. ‘It’s OK, if you prefer to spend your evenings with Ella. You should have told me about this before.’
He’d gone too far. Lauren regained her composure as it occurred to her that there was no way a macho guy like Grayson Turner would allow her to continue in a lesbian relationship without trying his hardest to convince her out of it.
She smiled back at him and slipped an arm around Ella’s neck. ‘Oh, I’m so glad you feel that way, Grayson,’ she cooed. ‘Ella was feeling so left out.’ To punish him further, she decided to try out most men’s number-one fantasy and brought her mouth into contact with Ella’s.
It was surprisingly easy to kiss her best friend. Ella, of course, responded with gusto, sticking her tongue down Lauren’s throat as if she was really into it.
When Lauren came up for air and disentangled herself from Ella’s embrace she couldn’t help but notice that Grayson’s cock was clearly outlined against the confines of his pants. He swallowed twice as Lauren licked Ella’s lipstick from her lips.
Lauren held his heated gaze as he cupped his erection.
‘Could you do that again?’
His quiet question and the hint of command in his voice made all her senses come to life.
Gray waited to see what Lauren would do. To his delight, she turned back to Ella and resumed the kiss. Gray sat back and watched as Ella stroked Lauren’s hair and they turned their bodies into each other. Lauren brought her knee up on the seat as she ran her hand down Ella’s back, bringing them even closer. Ella’s fingers closed around Lauren’s breast.
Gray unzipped his pants before he embarrassed himself and stroked his aroused cock. The top of Lauren’s black stocking showed beneath her rucked-up dress as she moved with Ella. Damn, he’d never liked to watch, he always wanted to play. Gray fell to his knees in front of the two women. His shaft pressed against the edge of the leather seat and sent stabs of pure lust straight to his brain.
He manoeuvred his shoulders between Lauren’s thighs and bent his head to lick and suck at her pussy. Ella grabbed his left wrist and brought it between her legs. Gray pushed aside her lace panties and shoved three fingers deep inside her, moving them in the same rhythm as his hips and his mouth.
His dripping cock slid against the leather as he pumped his hips, driven crazy by the women’s sensuality, desperate to make them both come. He felt Lauren tense and redoubled his efforts with Ella. She gripped his wrist and rode his hand, grinding her mound against his palm.
Lauren came hard. He kept his mouth on her to enjoy every ripple of pleasure. Ella soon followed, clenching around his fingers like a vice. He allowed his hips to slam into the seat once more and came, struggling to breathe, his face still buried deep in Lauren’s pussy.
When he regained his breath he managed to drag himself back into the seat opposite. He pulled out a handkerchief and mopped his face. Lauren and Ella were still curled up together, their faces hidden on each other’s shoulders.
Lauren was the first to look up. She smoothed down her dress and simply stared at him. He handed her the handkerchief, indicated the wetness on the seat. In silence she cleaned up, her dishevelled hair covered the expression on her face.
Grayson smiled. ‘Shall we take this upstairs?’
Ella righted her clothes and leapt out of the car, her shoulders shaking with laughter. Lauren followed her out trying desperately not to laugh as well. Grayson took his bag from the trunk and came to stand behind her.
‘I think I’ll pass,’ Ella choked, her hand covering her mouth. ‘I need to get the car back and I’m not sure I’m ready to watch Lauren having full-blown sex with you yet.’
Before Lauren could say a word, Ella bolted for the limo and drove off with a squeal of tyres.
Lauren studied Grayson’s black cowboy boots and cleared her throat. ‘Would you like to come upstairs?’
‘I’m not sure,’ Grayson said gravely. ‘Do you want me to?’
Lauren forced her gaze up to his face. His eyes brimmed with suppressed laughter tinged with desire. It was a lethal combination.
‘Yes, I do.’ She gave him an innocent stare. ‘Perhaps Ella could join us another night.’
Grayson reached out one long arm and pulled her hard against him. ‘No. She couldn’t. You’ll be far too busy satisfying me to worry about Ella.’
‘Are you sure about that?’
Grayson’s mouth descended and cut off her attempt to continue. He kissed her so thoroughly that her knees threatened to give way.
‘Yeah, I am.’ He studied her swollen mouth and stroked his thumb over her lower lip. ‘You’ll be so full of the taste and feel of me that you’ll forget what it’s like not to have me inside of you.’ He kissed her again, his arms tightening around her back. ‘And you’ll want that as much as I do.’
After the shock he’d given her, Lauren couldn’t resist teasing him a little. ‘And if I don’t, you’ll let me go back to Ella?’
She shrieked as he picked her up and slung her over his shoulder. He grabbed his bag and headed up the steps.
‘Not a chance, lady.’
The doorman of her apartment building tipped his hat, accepted the twenty-dollar bill Grayson handed him and obligingly punched the elevator button for Lauren’s floor.
In her awkward position, Lauren had a fine view of Grayson’s butt. She shuddered as his hand slid under her dress. He spread his fingers out across her bottom.
‘Would you really prefer Ella to have this rather than me?’ His middle finger slid between her cheeks to rest on her already-aroused sex. ‘Perhaps it’s time to remind you that you belong to me this weekend.’
When the elevator doors opened, he shifted her weight until she had to cling to his belt as he lowered her to the floor. She managed to find her key and let them into her apartment. When the door shut behind Grayson, he leant against it and folded his arms.
‘Take off your dress, Lauren.’
She allowed her purse to drop onto the carpet and held his gaze as she unzipped her dress. It fell to the floor and she stepped out of it. He studied her breasts, his eyes lingering on her tight nipples.
Without asking, he collected one of the high-backed chairs from her dining table and put it behind her. ‘Sit down.’
Lauren settled herself on the edge of the seat as he resumed his position against the door. Her heart rate slowed to match the insistent pulse between her legs.
‘I think you’ve teased me enough tonight, don’t you?’
She couldn’t risk answering him, her body was too near the edge and too needy to spoil the moment. He hooked a leg of the chair with his boot and brought her closer.
‘I think it’s time I teased you.’ His voice became compelling. ‘Open your legs wide and clasp your hands behind the back of the chair.’
Lauren slowly complied, taking her time to expose the soaking wet strip of her panties, inhaling her own scent. Would he tie her hands to enforce her obedience or trust her to leave them where he’d told her to?
He stepped closer, flicked the tip of her breast and then the other. ‘We’ll start here. By the time I’ve finished suckling you, you’ll be so sensitive you’ll still think my mouth is on you in the morning or whenever you take a breath.’
Lauren bit her lip as he sucked her satin-clad nipple into his mouth and pulled strongly. He didn’t touch her anywhere else although she was aware of the heat and strength of his body towering over her. By the time he’d finished his thorough investigation of her second nipple, she wasn’t sure whether she wanted to beg him to stop or to continue for ever.
He reached behind her and unhooked her bra. She couldn’t hide a flinch as the wet fabric dragged over her sensitised nipples. Her breasts felt cold without his mouth on them. Grayson knelt in front of her and stared at her tight hard nipples. When he touched her with the tip of his tongue, Lauren fought back a moan.
He took her chin in his fingers. ‘Did you think I’d finished with them? Darlin’, I’ve only just started. I want to hear you crying out before I’ve finished. I want you coming from just the touch of my mouth.’
Lauren stared down at his bent head as he resumed his suckling, watched his cheeks hollow as he drew her flesh into his mouth, felt the ache build until it was almost pain. A trickle of moisture slid down her thigh, reminding her of how much she’d missed Grayson. She wanted to wrap her legs around his hips and rub herself against him until she gained her release.
She guessed that if she tried anything, he’d simply stop and she wasn’t prepared to risk it. She came after he bit gently down on her hardened nipple, the slight graze of his teeth enough to send her spiralling into release.
Grayson drew back to watch her face as she shuddered in pleasure. Before she’d composed herself, he slid one finger through the narrow strip at the front of her panties. ‘Do you think I’ve teased you enough, Lauren?’
She studied his finger, aware how close he was to her clit and how much she wanted him there. ‘Yes.’
‘Hell, no. I had to relieve myself in the bathroom on the plane I got so hard thinking about you meeting me at the airport.’ He smoothed a hand over the front of his tented pants and got to his feet. ‘I reckon you should take me in your mouth and suck me dry before I even take a good look at your pussy.’
He unzipped his pants and grasped his shaft around the base. His cock was already wet. Lauren opened her mouth as he guided the thick crown towards her. She’d forgotten how big he was. He held her head as he pushed steadily into her. She ignored the instinct to gag and took him deep, enjoying the thrust of his shaft and the thick fullness in her mouth.
She was able to concentrate completely on him. He didn’t touch her with any other part of his body, just his cock, and her hands were safely behind her back. He surged deeper, groaning as she steadily sucked. She enjoyed the textures of his slippery shaft and his gathering tension.
He came in thick pulsing waves and she swallowed as fast as she could. As he withdrew, she couldn’t resist a last swirl of her tongue around the tip of his shaft. Lauren always enjoyed the feel of him coming in her mouth. He definitely tasted as good as he looked.
She licked her lips as he stepped back. ‘That was nice, Lauren. I’m definitely feeling a little better now.’
He dragged his finger along the line of her panties and knelt in front of her. Lauren shivered as he gently explored her. He pressed the strip of ribbon until it disappeared inside her, adding to the friction on her clit.
He kissed his way up her thigh from her knee and then down the other side. Lauren started to shake with the strength of her repressed desire. Grayson paused to study her. His expression was pure alpha male, possessive and demanding. She stared back at him. What could she say to make him make her come?
‘I wanted you as soon as you walked into my office.’
Grayson raised an eyebrow.
Lauren continued to talk as his fingers made small circles on her knee. ‘I’ve wanted you all week. I tried to convince myself that when I saw you again all the heat would be gone and that I’d be able to treat you just like any other guy I’ve slept with.’
His hand closed around her bent knee. ‘You see, that was your first mistake. I’m not like any other guy you’ve slept with.’ He slid his hand along her thigh and touched her panties. ‘Have you ever let a guy treat you like this before?’
Lauren held his gaze. ‘Of course not.’
He smiled then. ‘But you don’t seem to be complaining, honey.’ He circled her swollen sex with his fingertip. ‘Perhaps I’m the first man to see that you like to give up control occasionally. A fine businesswoman like yourself must get tired of being the boss all the time.’
He slid his finger beneath the satin and probed her sheath. Lauren wanted to clench down on his finger and never let it go. He knelt up and gripped the back of the chair on either side of her head. ‘I’m going to fuck you now. And it will be hard and fast and furious, cos that’s what I need and you’ll like it too.’
She let him pull her panties down and felt the first brush of his cock against her wetness. He resumed his grip on the back of the chair and entered her in one long thrust. Lauren was pushed back into the seat with the strength of his body moving against hers. His arms trapped hers behind her back. She grabbed the rungs of the chair and held on tight as the chair rocked backwards onto two legs.