Page 50 of One Shade of Gray
“How considerable are we talking here?” she whispered, leaning in to brush her lips againstmine.
I pressed my swelling erection into her core. “Enormous. Gratuitouslyso.”
The laugh that filtered through her vibrated into my chest where we touched. “Fine, I’ll stopcomplaining.”
Finally, I’d gotten the woman to compromise. “I should finish thisfood.”
She shook her head and started on the buttons nearest my throat. “I know exactly what we shoulddo.”
I carried her to my bed and tossed her on top of the duvet. When she had moved in, she’d switched my color palette to shades of maroon and black. It suited the rest of the décor, and I loved the idea of her making my home herown.
“Soon you’ll be Mrs.Gray.”
She made a face atme.
“What, are you going to object to my nametoo?”
“I think I should keep my own name,” shesaid.
I climbed up beside her and lay down so she could face me. “You’re going to have to explain yourreasoning.”
“I don’t want people to start equating me to thatbook.”
“I think outside of high school literature classes, you’re prettysafe.”
She swatted at my chest and shifted closer to entwine our legs. “No, not that damnbook.”
It took me entirely too long to figure out what she was saying. “To be fair, imagine if you’d had to deal with it through the entire process of publication and then movierights.”
“I’m glad I didn’t have to, and I want to avoid it in thefuture.”
I leaned down and nibbled on her neck and collarbone before speaking again. “You mean you don’t want Fifty Shades ofGray?”
She sighed aloud, and I closed my eyes, committing the sound to memory. Those little noises she made could get me hard inseconds.
“No, I don’t need Fifty Shades when I have the original. Just one shade of Gray suits mefine.”
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