Give Me More--A Sexy Billionaire Romance by A.C. Arthur (detective books to read txt) 📕

his jaw. She eased her hand into the slit of his boxers and touched his dick skin to skin. His hands stiffened on her breasts until she wanted to scream with the mixture of pleasure and pain. When he lowered one hand to push beneath the band of her panties and down further until he was rubbing her clit, she bucked over him and gasped.

A tidal wave of desire washed over her and she shook her head to try to find some clarity, but there was none. There was only her and RJ.

“More,” she whispered as she moved. “Give me more.”

Grace wanted it all. Every inch of him, every part of his soul, every emotion he possessed. She needed it desperately. The sheet went first when she pushed at it until it his legs were free. Then she attacked his boxers, yanking them down his legs until they were flying across the room to land wherever. Her hands were on his dick again, this time holding and stroking it until she could close her mouth over the tip.

RJ sucked in a breath, his hands immediately going to the back of her head, gripping her hair as he spoke through clenched teeth.

Grace obliged, lowering her head until the better portion of his length was in her mouth, touching the back of her throat. She pulled up slightly and began to suck while he guided her head, lifting his hips slightly off the bed to meet her.

There was nothing else, not here on this island and not in New York, that could ever compare to this, to him. The taste of him, the feel of his hands in her hair, the sound of her name in his voice.

“Gracie, baby,” he whispered.

Yes, she wanted to reply, she was his Gracie and only his. Even after years apart there was no denying a part of her still belonged to this man.

He was the one to move fast this time, easing her away, then hurriedly sliding off the bed to find a condom and put it on. The second he was sheathed he reached for her, turning her over and then pulling her up onto her knees.

“I thought about you every day,” he said as he positioned himself behind her, then thrust deep inside her.

Grace arched her back and yelled with the explosive pressure of his quick entrance. He didn’t waste another moment but began pumping into her fiercely. “Every. Damn. Day. Gracie. I couldn’t stop thinking about you.”

“I know,” she breathed, her fingers clenching the sheets. “I thought about you, too. All the time. So much. I missed you so much.”

She could say that now and not feel as if she were going back on her word. The decision to walk away from him had been made, and they’d both served that ten-year sentence of being apart. Now was no time for regrets.

“Missed you more,” he declared. “More and more.”

There was no use holding back; he felt too good inside her and she’d needed this too much. Her legs trembled and her arms shook until she had no choice but to lower the top half of her body to the bed, moaning into the mattress as her release took her.

He stayed deep inside her while her muscles gripped him, rubbing a hand up and down her back and over her ass while his other hand still held her hip.

“I need more, Gracie.”

The second she heard him whisper those words she knew what he was asking. “Yes,” she immediately whispered. “Yes.”

When he eased out of her she felt an immediate sense of loss but she knew it wouldn’t last long. During one of their many nights together, he’d come across her toiletry bag where she’d stored the new vibrator and a few other pleasure items. It was in the bathroom in plain sight and she wasn’t the least bit embarrassed by him seeing it. Most of the items in that bag they’d explored when they were together. So she knew he’d gone into the bathroom to grab the lube and when he returned, touching his fingers to her anus with the cool product, she felt desire bubbling deep in the pit of her stomach once more.

“Gracie,” he moaned while moving his finger over the tight area, pressing inside slowly.

Her nipples were pebble hard, her pussy clenching with need. She wanted to tell him to hurry and to take it slow and to give her more all at once. Instead she bit down on her bottom lip, closing her eyes to the delightful sensations rippling through her at his touch. The moment he moved his hand and pressed his dick there she let her hips relax and breathed in deep. His hands were on her ass now, holding her open.

“I missed this,” he whispered. “Missed it so much.”

She had, too. There was never going to be another man she allowed to have her this way, never going to be anyone she trusted the way she trusted RJ. He eased into her slowly until she felt full and on fire with need.

“Please,” she moaned. “Now.”

He gave her what she wanted, pumping in and out of her with slow measured strokes, until they were both gasping with satisfaction, breathing hard and loud as the need built into a crescendo between them.

Now was exactly what RJ wanted to give her. Except there was even more to it. He wanted to give Grace now and forever.

Leaning over her slightly, he reached a hand around between her legs until he found her clit and rubbed simultaneously with his thrusts into her. She moaned long and deep and he felt her body shaking beneath him. He was so tightly embedded in her he could hardly think straight. This connection they had when they were together like this was deeper than anything he’d ever experienced with anyone before, and more than he ever wanted to give anyone else.

This was for them only; it was their shared moment, the time when they were