Free Gray's Girl by Mina Carter Page A

reduced to his lips plying her flesh and the thick digit buried within her as he finger-fucked her.
    “And this?”
    A second finger joined the first, sliding into her thickly. Her breath caught. Instead of answering, she spread her thighs farther. She didn’t care what he did, just as long as he carried on.
    “I guess so.” He chuckled, his mouth just over her clit as he fucked her, using both fingers to turn and twist inside her, pressing against her G-spot before scissoring to stretch her. Prepare her. Was he going to…
    Fuck. She hoped so. He had to. Her entire body ached. Burned for him.
    He dropped his head, laving her clit with his tongue. Soft, wet licks interspersed with harder ones until she was panting and whimpering his name. She was so close to coming, she could almost taste it. Her heart thundered in her ears, the tightness in her pussy and clit almost painful.
    “How about this?”
    He moved and the slick end of a blunt digit teased at her back entrance. She shuddered, an illicit thrill threading through the pleasure racking her body. It was too much, the teasing at her ass, his fingers in her pussy, and his mouth on her clit all brought the tension to a crescendo.
    She screamed his name as pleasure washed over her, shattering her into a million pieces. Dimly she heard his growl of triumph as he pulled his hand away, his hot tongue driving deep inside her to collect the hot juices of her climax. She shivered, dropping her hand to his hair as he drank from her, each hot lick leaving her boneless with pleasure as she rode the waves.
    Finally he stopped, standing to pull her into his arms as his mouth covered hers. The musky taste of her own body was on his lips, but she didn’t care, opening up instinctively to let him in.
    “That was…” He shook his head, heat blazing in his eyes as he looked down at her. “I want to see you tonight.”
    Disappointment rolled through her, lancing through her body sharply. “I thought you’d—”
    “Want to fuck you up against the wall?” The corner of his lips quirked. “Of course I do; what red-blooded guy wouldn’t? But Frankie…” He leaned down until his lips almost touched hers. Until she tingled with anticipation. “When I take you, I’m going to take you my way.”
    Her eyes widened, shot to his. What did he mean, take her his way?
    “Tonight. There’s a function at the Marlon hotel, for the team. Official thing. Black-tie event, so dress appropriately. Apart from one thing. No knickers,” he ordered, reaching down between them to stroke his fingers between her slick pussy lips. She gasped as he thrust a hard finger inside her again.
    “I want this sweet cunt open and accessible to me, and I want you to sit there all night knowing that. Knowing what I’m going to do to you when I get you into my bed.”
     

Chapter Six
     
     
    What the hell did she think she was doing?
    Conversation buzzed at the tables around her and she smiled at a comment the gentleman sat opposite made, all the time convinced that a sign over her head announced that she had no underwear on.
    In foot-high neon letters. Blinking neon letters.
    “Do you always blush so much?” Gray leaned over to murmur in her ear as the woman to his left joined the conversation, sparking a minidebate on where the best place to go skiing was. Frankie didn’t care. She couldn’t ski very well, unless there were medals given out for skidding down slopes ass first. If there were, then she’d take gold.
    “It’s your bloody fault!” she whispered back as she squirmed in her seat.
    She’d done as he’d ordered in the changing room earlier in the day, silently putting the tiny satin thong that matched her bra in his outstretched hand as soon as she got into the taxi. She still couldn’t believe she’d had the guts to do it and the thought of her underwear in his pocket turned her on the more she thought about it.
    The heat in her cheeks deepened as a wave of cool air washed over her