Page 45 of One Shade of Gray
“I did not put this corset on for my ownbenefit.”
He flexed his fingers into fists and adjusted on thecouch.
When he didn’t move, I stalked over in my stocking-clad feet until I stood next to his legs. “Look at me,” Isnapped.
His eyes flashed tomine.
“It’s my turn to take control. And you’re going tolisten.”
20
Dorian
This entire plan,to have one last goodbye, had turned into a terrible idea. Sitting on Izzy’s couch while she gave me orders in lingerie was not something I was equipped to deal with. Nor was any man if they’d seen the way that lace cupped herbreasts.
I swallowed and tried to come up with an excuse to get me out the door. But the second she stepped into her living room in that corset, every problem-solving cell in my bodyevaporated.
“Nope. Not going to work,Gray.”
She reached out and seized one side of my jacket and dragged me to her bedroom. Once inside, she slammed the door, spun me to face her, and then pushed me onto the edge of her bed with two hands against mystomach.
I looked her room over. Her bed was a lovely cherry wood; tones of pale lavender and teal decorated the bedding, furniture, andrug.
“You’re not redecorating here. Focus.” She ordered. I snapped my attention back and got a face full of her breasts as she unwound my bowtie. The sweet scent of vanilla and peaches rose up from that swell. I could happily spend the rest of eternity with my face in hercleavage.
I met her eyes, and the sense of helpless wonder descended once more. There wasn’t a single directive she could give that I might denyher.
Instead of trying to fight it, I gave in. She sensed the change immediately, and her movements took on a new level of urgency. As she tried to get my jacket off, I stilled her hands and winked. “I gotit.”
She nodded and knelt to pull my shoes off, then my socks. I’d gotten down to my trousers, undershirt, and cummerbund. All of which she easily stripped too. Now I stood in my pants, intent on playing a more active role in this scenario, but she shook her head and pushed me backdown.
The bed bounced and creaked under my weight. When she spun around, I caught her intention. The stays of the corset needed to be loosened, and she wanted me to do the honors. I untied the easy knots and loosened the cord until she could wiggle free from theundergarment.
Now clad only in black lace panties and black thigh-high stockings, she made my mouth water. She propped her foot up on my knee, and I shuddered, my erection already growing, as I ran a finger under the edge of the sheer fabric and drew it toward me and off herfoot.
I reached for her other leg, but she slowly lifted the finished one down and spread her balance to lift the other up. In those few seconds, her legs were open, affording me a view of everything sheoffered.
The second stocking came off faster. Once I’d finished, she climbed up onto the bed beside me and leaned in. I matched her, about to press my lips to hers when she put her fingers there instead. It didn’t stop me; I drew the middle one between my lips, sucking the end. She rewarded me with a sharp intake of breath and a bite of herlip.
“What do you want me to do?” I asked, hoping and praying it involved me being inside her in the next twominutes.
Her pink lips curled until I feared for any reasonable amount of sanity I hadleft.
She pushed me to my back and straddled my lap, the heat of her through her panties seeping into my own underwear. That delicious scent of her arousal reached me too, and I cupped her ass to drag her along myerection.
Her eyes fluttered closed, and then she jerked and slapped my hands. “I’m in control thistime.”
I couldn’t help but laugh at how seriously she scolded me. With my hands up in surrender, I gave her my best innocent bystander look. “I’m at your mercy, MyLady.”
She wiggled her hips, and I reached out to clutch her hips again. Another swap of my hands. “You do that again, I’m going to punishyou.”
I released her and allowed her to draw my hands up and anchor them by the wrists with her own near my head. Her lips only centimeters from mine, I tried to close the distance but she pulled back. Once I settled, she’d lean in again. Then she kissed me. Not like any kiss she’d shared with me yet. It was purposeful, soft and teasing, and she ran her tongue along the seam of my lips until I relented to her, allowing her inside. Then she let go of my wrists, speared her fingers in the hair behind my ears, and pressed into me harder with her hands, her hips, and that tongue dipping into my mouth, stroking alongmine.
Hellfire, I could come in my pants like a teenager from a kiss like this. When she released me and I could form half a coherent thought, I again met her lust-clouded eyes. A satisfied twist of her lips told me she wasn’t finished with meyet.
She trailed her lips down my chin, then to the hollow at my throat. Next, a pass over each nipple with a tiny bite that made me reach for her. Then she slid her tongue down the center of my stomach until she reached the edge of my boxer briefs. My cock was so hard, the head poked out over the waistband of mypants.
“What have we here?” she asked, before sliding down my legs and jerking my underwear with her. She ripped them off my legs over my feet and dropped them onto the floor. My cock, now free from its confines, sat hard and heavy and waiting forher.
