Fall Into You (Morally Gray, #2)(14)

She calls out my name again. This time there’s desperation in her tone.

Lucky for us both, I know what she needs.

I snatch up her small handbag and rip it open. The contents include a cell phone, a credit card, and about two dozen rubbers. I grab one, rip open the foil packet, unzip my trousers, take my hard dick in my hand, and roll the condom on.

Then, crouched and balancing on the balls of my feet, I drag her off the bed and impale her on my cock.

Staring at me with wide eyes and wet lips, she digs her fingernails into my shoulders. Her face is red. Her thighs are open around my waist. Her expression is one of pure astonishment.

“You okay?”

“Yep,” she says breathlessly. “That was just surprising.”

“Why?”

“You’re balancing us on your toes.”

“So?”

“You say that like it’s no big deal.”

“It isn’t.”

“Oh. You’re very strong, aren’t you?”

“Yes.”

“I should’ve known when I saw all the muscles. What happened to the tearing off of my clothes you were supposed to do?”

“We’ll get to that in a minute. I decided I needed to fuck you first.”

Her grin is so beautiful, it makes my heart skip a beat.

“Cole, you are fanfuckingtastic.”

I can’t help myself: I grin back at her. “You’re not so bad yourself, sweetheart.”

Then I thrust my hips, driving deeper inside.





Shay





As he’s driving into me, grunting in pleasure and squeezing my ass in his strong hands while I hang on to his shoulders for dear life, I have an epiphany.

Up until now, I’ve been doing this stuff completely backward.

A year-long relationship with a narcissist that wrecks my self-esteem and ends in tears? Sign me up! A one-night stand with a handsome stranger? Never!

I’m a moron.

Looking between our legs as he pistons his hips, Cole growls, “Your pussy’s drenched.”

“You’re welcome.” When he glances up at me, I laugh again, feeling crazed.

“You do realize that laughing while a man is fucking you isn’t the ideal response, right?”

“It’s better than crying.”

He grins again. I swear, the man has a drop-dead gorgeous smile. Why is he always trying to hide it?

I’m distracted by that thought because he decides to be Superman and stand straight up from a squatting position, taking me along with him as if I weighed no more than a bird.

“Wow, you’re really impressive! This is the best night of my life!”

“And we’ve only just gotten started.”

He turns around, sits on the edge of the mattress, and makes sure I’m stable before ripping open the front of my blouse. Buttons go flying.

When I gasp, he says, “Don’t worry. I’ll buy you a new one.”

I’m not sure how that’s supposed to work if we’re only spending tonight together, but the question becomes unimportant when he pulls the cup of my bra aside and leans down to take my hard nipple into his mouth.

The groan that leaves me rose straight from my soul.

Dropping my head back and closing my eyes, I concentrate on the feel of his mouth against my skin while I grind my pelvis against his. His cock is big and thick inside me, his shoulders are wide and strong under my hands, and if there’s a heaven, I hope one-night stands are allowed there.

“Love all those sounds you’re making, sweetheart,” he says against my breast, his voice a mix of pride and pleasure.

“And I love that you’re calling me sweetheart. Can you please do that all night?”

“Yes. That and whatever else you want.”

I’m never having another long-term relationship again.





Cole





Shay is warm and plush in my arms, rocking her hips back and forth against my pelvis and moaning like a porn star. With her head dropped back and her nails scratching my back, she rides my cock, driving me crazy.

I never want this night to end.

I wrestle her out of her ruined shirt and toss it aside, unhook her bra and toss that aside too, then take both her breasts in my hands and squeeze them. Her sigh of satisfaction is long and loud.

“You’re so fucking beautiful,” I say gruffly, then latch onto one of her perfect pink nipples and suck.

“I think I have to come again. Oh God. Cole, you’re incredible!”

She shudders. Her hips flex faster. I gently press my teeth into her taut nipple, and she cries out. Her orgasm is so abrupt and violent, it takes my breath away.

Obviously, her piece of shit ex wasn’t taking care of business.

Crying out and shaking, she pulls my hair as she comes, giving her whole body over to it. Her pussy contracts convulsively around my cock, and I have to concentrate on not losing control.

When her breathing has slowed and she’s slack in my arms, I whisper, “We’re not done yet, sweetheart.” Then I roll her over onto her back and kiss her deeply.

She wraps her legs around my waist and kisses me back with so much passion, it’s as if her life depends on it. When she opens her eyes and gazes up at me, it feels like an arrow shot through my heart.