Grayson and I left the dog resting on the back patio with his food and water, and we went into the house. He slowly walked backward in front of me, leading the way with a strong tug on my pearl necklace.

He might as well have been stroking my pussy. I was that turned on.

At the doorway of the living room, Grayson snatched me up, and I wrapped my legs around his waist. We continued our slow pace down the hall, our tongues tangled together in a timeless mating ritual. Stroking, sucking, and squeezing our way into the bedroom.

Grayson let me tumble onto the bed. I laid before him with my legs spread in blatant invitation. His eyes burned into mine as he watched me displayed for him, all shyness gone. With deliberate, sure movements, Grayson unbuttoned his shirt and ripped it off his delicious body.

I rolled onto my stomach, with an arched back and my legs kicked behind my head. I put one finger into my mouth and sucked hard, eyebrows raised in invitation. Grayson undid his belt, and it slithered to the floor. He unzipped his pants and rubbed his erection while he gazed at me.

Finally, he took his pants off. The broad, plush tip of his cock peeked out at me above the waistband of his briefs, and my mouth watered in response. I tried to convey with my eyes how much I wanted him.

Grayson stalked toward me, his eyes never leaving mine. I rolled over on my back in helpless supplication.

I was his, and I wanted him to know it.

He grabbed my pearls and used them as leverage to pull me up a little. My breathing got heavier, and I arched my back again.

Grayson continued holding that intense eye contact with me, turned on by staring into my eyes. I grew wetter at the thought. He closed his eyes at last and dropped a passionate kiss on my mouth, moaning as his tongue pushed into mine.

He dropped a hand between my legs and stroked my clit with lazy movements, never letting go of my pearls. I gasped into his mouth and clutched his shoulders. He inserted one finger, and then two fingers into my body, and I rode his hand. I circled my hips against him and cried out his name.

I was a wanton creature with a singular need. Him.

“Please.” The one word cry slipped from my lips, and he swallowed it, still kissing me.

Grayson continued fucking me with his wicked fingers, and my need dripped down his hand. He stopped long enough to suck his fingers clean, eyes closing briefly as he savored the taste of my body.

He straightened up and removed his boxer briefs. Crawling over my body, he took the pearl necklace off me, and he wrapped it around one hand.

With a devilish glint in his eyes, Grayson teased the pearls across my erect nipples. We watched together as one by one they puckered further. He blew a warm breath and continued to play with me. He stroked the necklace between my small breasts and used his hands to mash them together with the pearls trapped between them.

Grayson lowered his head and sucked. I groaned. The teasing was almost too much. I wanted to come apart in his grasp, and tell him how much I loved his body...how much I loved him.

“Greedy girl.” He murmured against my skin, pressing soft kisses over my breasts. I could feel his soft breathing as he explored my body, taking his time. Damn him.

His kisses turned into long licks, and then he resumed sucking. My back arched off the bed again, and I clutched at his head with both hands. I needed an anchor to hold onto.

I dropped my hands from his head. Instead, I stroked his back, relishing the feeling of his warm silky skin underneath my touch. I allowed one hand to settle between my thighs, rubbing my clit while I whimpered into his ear.

“Baby.” Grayson’s hand covered my hand on my pussy. “Let me help you with that.”

He slowed my rhythm, and I whimpered again, this time in protest.

I was so close.

He watched in fascination as his hand moved with my hand against my clit.

I needed to be fucked. I bit Grayson on his ear to spur him on.

“Somebody’s very impatient tonight. Do you need your sweet ass spanked?” He never stopped watching his hand moving over mine as he spoke his dirty words.

“No!” I was so frustrated. “I need you inside of me. Now.”

If I had been standing, I would have stomped my foot.

Grayson laughed, a little breathless. I could feel his hard erection bobbing against me, and the tip was wet with pre-cum. He wasn’t indifferent to my pleas for relief.

He took the hand wrapped in my pearls and dragged it slowly down my stomach. He went back to sucking on my nipples, alternating between the two, seemingly not paying attention to what his hands were doing down below.

I sobbed out a breath, and he hummed against me.

The pearls continued their travels and met up with his other hand at my pussy. He rubbed the hard pearls against my clit, and I came, rocking against him and moaning my pleasure.

I lay back, panting and sweaty.

Grayson hitched my legs up and apart and drove his magnificent cock into my body. It seemed like my legs were around my ears, they were that high. Grayson pounded into me, over and over, grunting in time with his urgent thrusts.

Helpless, all I could do was clutch at his chest with both hands, and enjoy the ride.

The bed thumped in time with his hard driving rhythm. Grayson held my legs as he thrust into me. He leaned forward even more and bit my chin, and then licked the sting away.

“Lucy.” More deep, wet thrusts. “Look at me, baby.”

Our eyes met.

“I love you, sweet girl.” And he came, groaning like a wild man, but never losing eye contact.

Panting, he dropped his forehead against mine. “I fucking love you so much.”

“I love you, too, Grayson.” 

He rolled over on his back, taking me with him. He unwound my pearl necklace from his hand and put it back over my head. We snuggled together and tried to catch our breath.

***

A SHARP BARK AT THE back door woke me from a light sleep. I guess I drifted off for a moment.

Grayson laughed and pressed his hands to his forehead. “Forgot about our new friend. Can’t imagine what distracted me.”

He rolled out of bed and went to the backyard. I was too wiped out to join him. I straightened the rumpled bedding and put the pillows back in place while he was gone.

Grayson entered a few minutes later. “He took care of business, and now he’s ready for bed.”

The dog trotted in behind him.

I yawned. “That makes two of us.”

“You look sexy as hell wearing those pearls and nothing else.” He smacked my ass.

I laughed when the dog barked at him in warning. “Mind your manners, Grayson.”

I watched him put the new dog bed on the floor, and the dog climbed in and settled down with a whoosh of breath.

I carefully hung my pearls from the headboard. I would never look at that necklace the same way again.

“Tomorrow he needs a bath. We can use the dog wash place next to the vet’s office.” I held the covers open for Grayson, and he snuggled against me again.

Grayson’s wandering hands stroked my nipples.

I turned his direction with a smile. “Didn’t you get enough earlier?”

“Sweetheart, I’ll never get enough of you.”