Ready to be invaded!

**WARNING** Sexy Times

Mr. Ivan Grey

At that moment, Mr. Grey felt like disturbing her sleep and slipping into her heat. He had the day, after all, he mused.

Mr. Grey had messaged Theo, informing him that he was taking the day off, which Theo was glad to give him as he rarely takes time off.

The last time off he probably requested was when Daniela graduated high school. Soon she would finish college, so do the math.

Mr. Grey knew he had asked himself this question before but couldn't help but wonder again. Mr. Grey had to ask himself, is this what Theo experienced with Aubrianne's mother?

Goddess, how he understood the desire now, the appeal, the attraction, their formidable attitude, and feistiness. He could easily see how Theo had fallen for his alluring witch. F*ck, was he falling? Absolutely not. It was too soon, for f*cks sake!

Mr. Grey refused to believe he was that gone, but as he glanced down at her innocent sleeping form, his heart clenched in his chest.

And his body vibrated as he breathed her in. He gripped Jada closely and held on to her possessively.

Goddess, he was in trouble, and he knew nothing about the woman, only what she showed him and the little he learned from his little dealings with Aubrianne when she was in Clifton Hill.

Aubrianne always spoke of her friend Jada. The name would come up randomly. Even in the last set of discussions they had included Jada, Aubrianne had told him that Jada had dealt with the moving guy.

Yes, he was literally lying there, recalling the times Aubrianne mentioned Jada casually and what it was about.

Suddenly he wanted to know everything about her, what she liked, her interests, and her needs.

What were Jada's wants? What excited her? Does she like to travel?

Mr. Grey's mind was on steroids, totally amplified with thoughts of Jada, and he was all over the place too.

He realized that to learn these things, they must be able to actually have a normal conversation. One that is not about sex or Jada pouting if he refuses or arguing with him for it.

Or making plans to have sex. It was all about sex, has been all about sex, and was he ok with that?

Yes, he was. If that is what Jada wanted and for as long as she wanted to.

Goddess Jada was a force to be reckoned with; she knew what she wanted and had to have it.

He had to admire that much about her because she had come at him like the tigress she is, with full force, unwilling to take no for an answer.

And all he knew was that he did not want to scare her away! Last night he had lost it seeing her dancing with those younger guys.

He vowed never to refuse her after seeing that, especially knowing she could have easily turned to any of them if she wanted to.

Clearly, not forgetting how she was dismissing men like she was already f**king choosing for the night, Goddess that thought had made him almost break the glass in his hands.

Again he gripped her possessively in his arms, 'Mine.' But he knew deep down she was not. Mr. Grey was not this person. He knows he has no claim on this woman.

He was blessed enough to have met and married his mate. They had lived a beautiful life; she gave him two perfect children. What more could he ask for?

But this woman was driving him insane. With Jada, it was like coming up for fresh air. Suddenly he could breathe again.

It was like he could stop and look at life that unexpectedly became brighter, take a moment to smell the beautiful roses, and right now, he was thrilled, full of energy, full of life, and so excited about the next crazy thing Jada does.

Yes, he was like a horny teenager indeed.

It was always about his kids. That was what he had chosen to live for. They made him extremely happy, and now that Jada was around, he was beginning to feel like he should also start living for himself.

Pulling himself out of his obsession, Mr. Grey decided to order breakfast. He tried to reach his phone, which caused Jada to stir a bit.

Getting the phone, he scrolls through the menu from the hotel's website and wonders what Jada would enjoy for breakfast and what is her favorite.

Should I call Aubrianne? This brought him back to his earlier thoughts of getting to know her.

Meanwhile, Jada stirred awake, stretched, and her knee grazed over Mr. Grey's stiff shaft. Her eyes shot open, and she stared at the raging bulge excitedly.

"Good morning, Beautiful," Mr. Grey spoke, shaking Jada from eye f*cking his length.

She smiled up at him sheepishly, "Good morning, Ivan!"

Last night, at one of Jada's many orgasms, she screamed Ivan! Mr. Grey's eyes closed at the sound of his name on Jada's lips, his pores rising. He asked her to keep calling him Ivan.

To Mr. Grey, it never sounded better. He asked her to continue.

He then trails his finger up and down her arm as she is still draped over him. "What would you like for breakfast? I was now about to order for us?" He asked.

Jada flashed a devilishly seductive smile and simply rose off the bed, climbed on top of him, pulled out his meat, "What are you doing?" Mr. Grey queried.

"You asked what I wanted for breakfast. I am simply having what I want." Jada purred and watched him like, isn't it the most obvious thing?

Mr. Grey's head pressed into the pillow, and his eyes rolled back at Jada's grip on him. Goddess, what would he do with this woman?

She moved down a bit, hovering over his knee, and bent forward, taking him into her mouth. Jada had sputtered on the tip, and as it ran down his length, she did that thing where she hid her teeth with her lips, pulling her lips inwards, covering her teeth.

She took all of him in her mouth and bobbed her head up and down, f*cking him with her mouth, just as she intended to ride him when she was finished.

She carried on like someone in love with the meat. She sucked him off with zest and passion as she gagged and choked on it while tears ran out of her eyes.

And the noises she elicited from Ivan caused her river to start flowing.

Ivan was nearing the end, and his head pressed into the pillow as he thrust his hips upwards, f*cking Jada's mouth, "I am c*mming." He reached out to stop her, and Jada refused to release his c*ck.

If anything, she picked up her pace as she locked her eyes on his, and Mr. Grey came undone, shooting his salty c*m into Jada's throat."

Mr. Grey's head fell back, and his limbs were loose. She did not stop until his penis stopped twitching. She had just taken his soul.

She sat on his knee as she licked her mouth clean, making sexy noises as she did it while never breaking eye contact, and now Jada's pvssy was soaked and clenching, ready to be invaded again.

She moves up on him now and indulges in quick foreplay to get him going again.

She licked his ear, nibbled on it, then quickly trailed kisses down his neck, stopping at that sweet spot, and she licked and sucked.

When she felt the length smack her a$$, it was hard, twitching, and ready to go. She wasted no time.

Jada then dragged her bare wet heat along his length, letting him know she was already wet. Her juices seeped the second her knee grazed him when she awoke.

She was ready for the taking again. Her pvssy had clenched at the thought of having Ivan inside her again.

She was quickly becoming addicted to Ivan's penis and tongue. She slipped him in, and they both reacted to the pure sensations.

Jada rolls her waist as she glides down his length, taking him in slowly and steadily. She rose again, then slid down slowly a few times, lolling in the sweetness.

Ivan had held on to her waist, and every time she reached down, he aimed so that he would thrust into her, hitting her womb. Soon Jada bent forward and picked up the pace.

She rode him hard and fast, in a sexual delirium, as Mr. Grey held onto her waist with one hand and the other her sexy round butt and kissed her hard when she leaned over him.

Soon, they were both a panting mess. Jada simply rolled off of him and said. ''OK, I can have a snack now that I have had breakfast. I will have toast, eggs, and bacon with a glass of orange juice."

Then she sauntered off to the bathroom.