Embrace by Melissa Toppen

allowing me to feel every inch of his body as his weight presses me further into the bed.
                  With each movement, the material rides further and further up my body until my lower half is completely exposed beneath a pair of black thong underwear. Trailing his hand down my torso and across my hip bone, it doesn't take Zayne long to realize this too.
                  Hitching his finger in the skinny band at my hip, he gives it a quick tug and I can feel the material rip away. I want to protest, yell at him for ruining my most comfortable sexy thong but honestly, I can't find it in me to care. Especially when I hear the zipper of his suit pants followed by the smooth hardness of him pressed against my most sensitive area.
                  Without breaking away from my lips, he gently pushes himself inside me, like he can't possibly wait another second to feel me against him, around him. The thought sends me even more over the edge with lust and desire.
                  Every movement is skilled and hits me at the perfect pace, the perfect position, rubbing me in just the right spot that has me clawing at his back and unable to control my cries of pleasure within minutes.
                  Hooking his arm under the back of my leg, he positions it on his shoulder and quickens his pace, moving in and out of me in a hard pounding rhythm that has my body scooting further and further up the bed with each plunge.
                  I can feel the build awakening every nerve ending in my body, heightened even more by the small growls and curses that are a never ending flow from Zayne's mouth.
                  “Tell me what you want Grace.” He pants as his pace increases even more, his hand gripping my hip and giving me no choice but to take all of him.
                  The feeling of being too stretched and too full is only out shined by the volcanic ache now working it's way through my lower belly and threatening to erupt.
                  “I. Want. You.” I manage to get out in broken words, gripping the back of his neck with one hand, I trail the other down the side of his face. “Only you. Always you.” Leaves my mouth in a whisper and as much as I want to stop the words flowing from me, I can't find the power to do it.
                  I am seconds away from pronouncing my love to him when the powerful build inside of me causes my throat to seize up and my body to tighten beneath him.
                  “Don't hold back on me now.” He purrs against my mouth before taking my lips roughly with his and plunging his tongue deep inside.
                  As if knowing that this would send me over the edge, I explode around him, my entire body quivering and shaking beneath him. My release is all it takes to send him over the edge as well and he cries out my name with one final thrust before his body collapses on top of mine.
                  Completely spent and in no hurry to move, I wrap my arms around him and slowly trail my fingers up and down his back. I can feel his breathing start to calm and his heartbeat slow and yet he makes no attempt to remove his body from mine.
                  After what feels like an eternity and yet not long enough at the same time, he finally pushes himself off of me and rolls to his back, pulling my body into his so that I am curled against his chest.
                  “Do you really not know how badly I want you?” I ask, not sure if he will understand my question.
                  He hesitates for a moment as if considering how to answer and then looks down at my face. “I needed to hear you say it.” He says, reaching out to push my matted hair away from my forehead.
                  “And why is that?” I ask, suspecting that if I push hard enough, he just might answer. I can tell by his