“Good morning, Mr. Grey,” Ana whispers as I open my eyes. The morning sun glimmers through the windows and I’m curled around her like a vine. The knot of homesickness and heartache—evoked by a dream, surely—unravels at the sight of her. I’m smitten and aroused, my body rising to greet her.
“Good morning, Miss Steele.” She looks impossibly beautiful in spite of the fact that she’s wearing Mia’s I ? Paris T-shirt. She cups my face, her eyes sparkling and her hair wild and glossy in the morning light. She runs a thumb along my chin, tickling the stubble.
“I was watching you sleep.”
“Were you now?”
“And looking at my beautiful engagement ring.” She stretches out her hand and wiggles her fingers. The diamond captures the light and throws tiny rainbows across my old movie and kickboxing posters on the walls.
“Ooh!” she coos. “It’s a sign.”
A good sign, Grey. Hopefully.
“I’m never going to take it off.”
“Good!” I move so that I’m covering her. “Watching me for how long?” I run my nose down hers and press my lips to hers.
“Oh, no.” She pushes at my shoulders and my stab of disappointment is real, but she rolls me onto my back and straddles my hips. Sitting up, she sweeps her T-shirt off in one swift move, and throws it to the floor. “I was thinking about giving you a wake-up call.”
“Oh?” My cock and I rejoice.
Before I can steel myself against her touch, she leans down and places a soft kiss on my chest, her hair tumbling around us both, creating a chestnut haven. Bright blue eyes peek at me.
“Starting here.” She kisses me again.
I inhale sharply.
runs her tongue in a wayward
Yes.
goddess on top of me or by
mighty fine, Mr. Grey,” she breathes against
hear it.” The words are hoarse
nips me along the base of my
Ah!
Once, twice, three times.
her knees as my breathing accelerates, and squeeze. But she squirms on top of my groin, so I let go, and she rises up, leaving
I’m ready.
Fuck, I’m so ready.
she moves down my body, kissing my stomach and my belly, her tongue slipping into my navel, then grazing through my happy trail. She nips me once more and I feel the bite right
“Ah!”
are,” she whispers and she stares greedily at my eager dick and then peeps up at me with a coquettish
Sweet Jesus.
pulls me farther into her mouth each time. My fingers find her hair and sweep it out of the way so I can enjoy an uninterrupted view of my future wife with her lips around my cock. I
Harder.
Harder still.
Ana. You
closing my eyes, I
is so
hiss through my teeth and I lose myself in the rise and fall of her exquisite mouth. I’m
of a sudden, she
me, then sink oh-so-slowly onto my bursting dick. I groan, relishing every precious inch. Her hair tumbles to her naked breasts and, reaching
a lengthy moan, thrusting her tits