All The Wild Ones | Wildfire Series

New Playing Field

GRAYSON

"How do you want it this morning?"

Nessa stretched out in my bed, smiling a sleepy smile while I ran a hand up her naked side. We were up late last night, and all I wanted to do was stay in bed. But my alarm had been loud and clear. Didn't mean I was in a rush, though.

"My coffee?" she asked with a hopeful grin.

Smirking, I shook my head. "Your orgasm."

Her eyes flicked open wider, sparking with heat. Look who was suddenly wide awake.

She arched into my hand as I slid it down her body and then moaned a delicious moan as I dipped a finger into the wet heat between her legs.

"Still soaked, huh?" I muttered, more to myself than to her.

A whole-body shiver worked its way from my head to my toes. It was desire, raw and heady. Last night was incredible.

This morning would be just as good.

Nessa was already lost, her head tipped back and nipples pointing at the ceiling as she let me pump two fingers inside her slowly. Leaning down, I captured one breast in my mouth, sucking on the tender tip. She whimpered, clearly trying to swallow her sounds.

Too bad I couldn't snap my fingers and make my roommates disappear. Then we could be as loud as we wanted. She could be as loud as she wanted.

"How do you want it?" I asked again, lifting my gaze.

She just shook her head, desperate.

"I don't care, just...."

"Make it happen?" I grinned against her skin. "I will."

But then I fell onto my back beside her, and she whipped her head around, shooting over a glare that caused a laugh to ripple through me. Her body did this hot little wiggle on the bed like it was seeking my touch again. Like it missed me.

Nessa scowled. "It's not funny, you irritating man."

A little shrug. "It kind of is."

"If you're being a tease, I'm going to—"

I silenced her with a finger over her lips.

"Sit on my face, Adler."

When all she did was give me a wide-eyed, silent stare in response, I leaned in to whisper. "If you don't, I doubt I'll survive, Nessa."

That got her to move. She jumped onto her knees, her face still fixed in a scowl as she began to straddle me. My heart jumped into my throat. My hands ached to touch her skin. My mouth all but watered. She was so gorgeous and naked and mine.

"Would you shut up," she said, swatting my chest. "How many times do I have to tell you not to say shit like that? If you keep it up, I'll be the one who makes sure you don't survive."

Grabbing her hips, I jerked her up to my face because I knew she wasn't going to do it otherwise. Nessa fell forward with a gasp, bracing the headboard as I gently tipped her down into position. Wet and hot and perfectly Nessa. I could practically taste her just by being this close, and the last thing I said before diving in was, "I give you permission to suffocate me between your thighs any day, baby."

Swirling my tongue around her clit, I rendered Nessa speechless. And fuck, was that satisfying. I felt her legs weaken a little bit on either side of my head and urged her down lower.

Sit, darling. I want you to sit.

Nessa finally got the message, and then I got to spend the rest of the time between my first alarm and my second eating my girlfriend for breakfast.