“Darlin’, hands and knees now,” Grayson repeated just sternly enough to send a tremor of excitement through me.

He waved his hand over the bed. I sat on it. I started scooting on my bottom to the center, but he grabbed my ankle to stop me. As handsome as he was smiling, he was dangerously breathtaking when he was serious. His perfectly chiseled jaw twitched under the beard stubble. But it wasn’t anger that was making the muscle in his face flicker. It was pure determination. He wanted me fiercely, and it sent a rush of heat through my body that I could only describe as pure delight.

Grayson moved so swiftly, I hardly noticed him reach for the hem of my nightgown. He had it up and off of me before I could protest. Not that I had any plans of it.

He reached forward and teased my hardened nipple between his thumb and forefinger. I bit my lip at the feel of it, a sensation that was exquisitely close to pain, but clung tenuously to pleasure. He had complete control of me with just those two fingers.

His blue eyes darkened as the stained glass ceiling lamp cast a warm glow over the bed. “You’ve got a short memory, darlin’. I said hands and knees.” He leaned forward and took that same tender nipple lightly between his teeth. I sucked in a breath, unsure of what might happen next. He tugged the nipple a bit before releasing it.

With a blush warming me all the way to my toes, I spun around and rose up on my hands and knees. I could feel the heat of his gaze on my ass. I was completely exposed to him, and the thought of it thrilled me. Once again, my pussy ached for the kind of satisfaction that would only come with a shuddering orgasm. I’d never come twice in a short span of time, but now I realized it was my lovers who’d been lacking and not me. I was teetering on the brink of pure physical ecstasy again and all the man had done was tease my nipple and demand I get up on my hands and knees.

With arms and legs that were shaking with the idea of what was still to come, I crawled to the center of the bed and waited obediently, naked ass in the air and unstable limbs beneath me.

I heard the foil package rip open. My breaths were coming short and fast, only adding to the dizziness that was swarming my head. And I was fairly certain the single glass of wine had nothing to do with it.

The bed moved as Grayson lowered himself onto the mattress. He positioned himself behind me, and I nearly lost my nerve. In a short moment of panic, I asked myself what the heck I was doing. But then his large hands gripped me firmly, and the tip of his erection teased my pussy. Before he entered me, he reached around between my legs and coaxed my pussy to fill with slick moisture by stroking my clit with the skills of a man who had done this many times before. A low cooing sound followed, and I was in such a state of arousal, I hadn’t realized at first that it had come from me. Handyman in deed, I thought wryly.

His cock pushed in a few inches, staying out just far enough to make my fingers curl around the sheets in frustration. I pushed my ass higher, letting him know I wanted more of him. He responded with a sweetly stinging slap to my ass.

I gasped and pulled instinctively forward. His erection pulled free, along with his magical fingers. I nearly collapsed in disappointment.

“Do you want this or not, darlin’? A little begging will make my cock that much harder for you.”

I lifted my bottom higher again and spread my thighs wider. “Yes, please, I want this.”

He pressed the tip of his cock tauntingly against my pussy again, and his hand returned to my clit.

“Want what?”

“You,” I nearly screamed it out. “I want you to fuck me. Please!”

His free hand gripped my hip, and he held me steady as he slid deep inside of me. Tears of release clouded my eyes as our bodies rocked against each other in perfect rhythm. It seemed just when I couldn’t take him in any farther, he thrust deeper, reaching my very core. And, all the while, he deftly strummed my clit, creating a symphony of sensations I’d never felt before.

My arms could barely support my body, and my thighs shook with fatigue as I moved back to meet him each time. A cry shot from my mouth as my pussy tightened around him.

“That’s it, beautiful, come hard for me.” His deeply erotic command rained down on my naked back, taking me over the edge.

“Yes! Grayson, yes!” My body convulsed with the delights of a perfectly breathtaking orgasm. All the while, he filled my body with even more tender sensations as he pumped himself into me. Each time he met my pussy with more vigor and each time my body responded with another wave of pleasure.

His movements quickened. He pulled his hand free from between my legs and held my hips sternly in place. The headboard tapped the wall, and the bed creaked in protest as he slammed into me again and again. His callused fingertips dug into my flesh. A deep groan rolled up from his chest as he came.

He lowered himself over me, swept me against him, and we collapsed down onto the mattress in a perfect spoon. We pulled the covers up over us. Completely satiated from the long day and evening’s activities, and the secure warmth of his arms, I fell fast asleep.