Still Working on Teleporting (zee_ali)

[gradyforhire]

"Come on over here, baby." Grady lit his cigar and took a nice, long inhale on it as he watched her mess with the buttons of her shirt. He couldn't help the smile that curled on his lips. It felt really good to be back in the game. He had denied himself for far too long, trying to get his own shit straightened out

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[zee_ali]

She paused, looking down at him on the bed; his smile visible through the plume of smoke being exhaled from his mouth. She tilted her head teasingly as she released the last button from its hole and opened it to model her black lace bra set against her olive hued skin.

'What's great sex without a little pain?' she hummed while sliding the fabric of her shirt off her shoulders.

[gradyforhire]

He smiled around the end of the cigar and nodded. "Not great sex, obviously."

He climbed off the bed and approached her, the cigar clamped between his teeth. When he reached her, he took one of her hands and pressed it against his tie. She's been so keen on holding onto it before, he thought he would give her the opportunity.

He combed the fingers of one hand through her hair as he growled softly. The other hand lightly traced the cups of her bra, just lightly scratching her skin.

[zee_ali]

Her slender fingers gripped the tie and tightened instantly; wrapping it around her knuckles once and pulling it taut. The scratching of his nails heightened her want while her eyes settled on where his attention was.

An eyebrow arched as she smirked lewdly. She loved it when a man looked at her that way, like a man deprived of something for far too long.

Ziyah slid her available hand around to his back, and grazed her nails gently up the curve of his spine and down the slope of his shoulder. In one quick movement, she snatched the cigar from his lips and eyed him while pulling a mouthful off of it.

Twisting the tie once more around her knuckle, she blew out the smoke and pulled his mouth to hers in a bruising kiss.

[gradyforhire]

He surged forward in the kiss. That was exactly what he wanted. Grady did not waste time beating around the bush. The fact that this woman did not, either, only got him harder. His hands went to her back and he made sure she was fully pressed against him.

He inhaled the smoke through his nose as he forced his tongue into her mouth. She tasted like the cigar and danger, a heady mixture he quite enjoyed. His hands slid down her back, nails dragging over skin, unti he reached her ass. Then he lifted and pressed her back against the window she'd been looking out just moments before.