Dirt Road Promises

by Leigh Christopher

“Mm, fuck you taste so good, Kitten.” Meeting her darkened gaze, I rise and shove off my jeans and boxer briefs. She scoots up on the bed, propped up on her elbows. She watches me crawl over her, the tip of my cock at her pussy, needing and aching to drive into her.

  “Fuck me, please?” She pouts and I chuckle. Gripping my shaft, I stroke her entrance with the tip teasing her wet folds and her hips buck, trying to get me to slip inside. But I continue teasing. “Jesus, Grayson, please?”

  I love when she begs.

  Slowly, inch by excruciating inch, I slip inside her. Savoring the sensation of our bodies connecting in the most primal way. Rolling my hips, I fill her, feeling her body pulse around me. My mouth molds to hers and she licks the flavor of her juices from my tongue and lips.

  It’s erotic, sensual, and so beautiful to feel so connected to someone. We’re not ready to take the final step, marriage, but that doesn’t mean I don’t want to. I just need to bide my time.

  I thrust into her, pulling out, and slamming back in. My desire heats my blood and she rakes her nails down my back. Digging into the skin, earning herself a grunt.

  “Faster, please…” Her mewls spur me on and I slide almost all the way out, and slam back into her, hitting the deepest depths of her body. As if I couldn’t get closer to her.

  “Mila, I need you to come, baby, please,” I bite out. My release is close, and I want her with me. Reaching between us, I circle her clit with my thumb, applying pressure, and just then her body tightens, pulling me into her, deeper and my body locks. “Come for me, Kitten, come all over your Uncle Grayson’s cock.” My words send a surge through her and she smirks. Her body shudders as a release rushes through her, dragging me along with her and I fill her with my seed.

  Her eyes flutter closed, her cheeks are flushed, and her body trembles below me. Leaning in, I plant soft kisses from her breasts up her neck, suckling on the flesh causing her to shiver. Soft moans, whimpers, and intelligible words fall from her lips.

  When I reach her ear, I breathe the words. “I’m yours forever, Kitten. Always and forever.” I lift my head, meeting her stare which is filled with love and adoration.

  “And I am yours, Grayson Connor.” The words I’ve wanted to hear for far too long wind themselves around my heart and make me smile.

  “Good girl. I think it’s time I got you a little gift. Something to show everyone you’re mine.” Her eyes widen at my words. We’re still connected as I soften and slip from her. “Today I’m buying you a ring.” I tell her.

  She has no choice, because she is mine.

  Her mouth opens and she utters three words I’ll never forget.

  “I can’t wait.”

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  About the Author

  A hybrid author and freelance graphic designer, Leigh’s writing has evolved from short fan fiction stories to full length novels.

  From sweet and romantic, to dark and delicious, she's grown from strength to strength and hitting her stride.

  On a daily basis she has a few hundred characters, story lines, and ideas floating around in her head.

  Generally working on two or more manuscripts at a time, she loves the variety of where her writing is taking her.

  She's normally found in the cave with a mug of coffee or a glass of wine whipping up new emotional rollercoasters.

  You can also find her on social media – Facebook, Instagram, Twitter, and Pinterest.

  She has a healthy addiction to reading, TV series, music, tattoos, chocolate, and ice cream. Some of her go to authors are M Never, K Webster, Pepper Winters, KL Kreig, Meghan March, and that’s just to name a few!