Page 84 of When He Defends

“On your knees, Emerson,” Gray ordered.

She scrambled to her knees. The shoes were in the way, so she unstrapped them and kicked them aside.

“Ah, Emerson, I liked those. Gonna have to punish you for that.”

Say again?

He climbed onto the bed. She hesitated beside him.

“On me, baby.”

She jumped on him. His hands caught her. Positioned her with her knees on either side of his body. With her basically sitting right on his dick.

“Take me in,” he said.

She pushed down hard and?—

“No.” His fierce grip stopped her. “Don’t hurt yourself. Slow. Inch by inch.”

“For someone who…um, said he wasn’t going to be a gentleman…” Speech was hard. Way hard. She was too lost to feeling. The woman who—before—hadn’t been able to shut off her thoughts now felt too much. “You sure are…being…” She stopped, mostly because Emerson just could not form more words. The head of his dick was in her. Her knees pressed into the bed. She rocked down on him, over and over again because she just liked that sensation.

He pushed up inside of her. Another inch. Two. “What am I being?”

Her mouth opened in a moan.

He pushed deeper. Gray’s hold on her waist tightened. “Tell me what I’m being, Emerson.”

She squirmed against him. She wantedallof him inside her. “Gray!”

“Eyes on me, Emerson.”

Her eyes flew open. He’d said something like that to her before. The words were familiar. Her gaze locked on his, and she didn’t stare into a gentleman’s eyes. His gaze blazed with a ferocious lust that seemed to scorch her.

“You want all of me?” he gritted.

Her inner muscles clamped hungrily around him. “Yes.”

He yanked her down fully on his dick. Every single wonderful inch was inside of her. Her hands slammed onto his chest. Her fingers splayed as she gasped out his name.

“Ride me.”

Her knees pressed into the mattress. She lifted up. His fierce grip brought her down. She rose up. He brought her down.

A moan choked from her. One of his hands slid to her clit.

“Up,” Gray demanded. His fingers strummed her.

Emerson’s body tightened. She pushed into his fingers, then went up.

Gray brought her surging back down. He did that move again and again, and each time she wentup, his fingers strummed her clit.

Up.

Down.

She could not stand it.

“Up!”