Without saying anything more, his lips crashed down on mine, stealing my breath away. The tips of his fingers trailed along my spine, and I arched towards him, seeking the heat of his touch. As he continued to kiss me, I could feel a fire burning deep inside me, smoldering as it spread through my body. It was a familiar sensation—one I had every time Grayson’s hands were on me. It always started with a spark and intensified with every single touch. He reached for the hem of my sweater, then pulled it over my head.
A light hiss slipped through my lips as he brought the tips of his fingers to the straps of my bra and gently brushed them off my shoulders. I shivered with anticipation as I felt the palm of his hand linger over my bare flesh. He looked down at me, sending chills through my body as his eyes roamed over every inch of my exposed skin.
“So fucking beautiful.” He ran his rough, calloused finger along the edge of my black satin bra. A rush of heat rolled against my skin as Grayson stood there staring at me, appraising me. Watching his eyes fill with lust made it hard to breathe, hard to think, and only increased my need for him.
I reached out and grasped the hem of his t-shirt, feeling the muscles in his chest quiver as my fingers brushed along his skin. God, I loved how his body responded to my every touch. It made me feel so wanted, so desired. He leaned forward to let me pull the shirt over his head, then I placed my hand on his heart and smiled when I sensed it beating as fast as mine. Just like me, he’d felt every spark, every flicker of heat that surged through our bodies.
“Grayson,” I whispered.
“Right here with you, babe,” he reassured me. His lips brushed against mine, but not gently like before. Instead, it was hot, demanding, and possessive. I was his, and he wanted to make sure I knew it. I moaned into his mouth, stealing the last of his restraint. He made quick work of my jeans, then lifted me into his arms and carried me over to the bed. Seconds later, I was on my back, and his body was covering mine. His weight pressed me into the bed as his hands, rough and impatient, roamed over my body.
Seconds later, my bra was freed from my body and thrown to the floor, then his mouth closed over my breast, scraping his teeth across my sensitive flesh, knowing just how to drive me wild. My fingers tangled in his hair as he flicked his tongue against my nipple, sending goosebumps prickling across my skin. His hand slid between my legs, and my breath caught as he ran his finger along the edge of my satin panties. His other hand cupped my breast, the rough pad of his thumb stroking across my nipple as he added fuel to the fire burning within me.
Impatient for more, I reached down and tugged at his belt, and he helped me lower his jeans down his hips. I couldn’t wait a moment longer. I needed to be taken, to feel him inside of me. I glanced up and was in complete awe of how beautiful Grayson was with his perfectly defined abs and his oh-so-pronounced V. When he caught me gawking at him, his eyes danced with mischief. “Like what you see?”
All I could muster was a brief nod and “Mmm-hmm.”
His smirk quickly faded as he looked down at me sprawled out on the bed. “You’re amazing, Kiersten. Absolutely amazing.”
Before I had time to respond, he was back on top of me, centering himself between my legs. He hovered over me, the heat of our breaths mingling between us until the anticipation became too much, and his mouth crashed down around mine. His hand dove into my hair and grasped at the nape of my neck while he delved deeper into my mouth, our tongues twisting and tasting with nothing but passion and desire as his other hand grabbed at my panties and lowered them down my thighs.
Once they were gone, I wrapped my legs around him, engulfing him deep inside me. I placed my hands on his chest and slowly began to move, matching the rhythm of his hips as I rocked mine against him. I’d never felt anything so incredible and wanted to savor the moment and let myself feel every erotic sensation, but Grayson had other plans.
He let out a deep-seated growl as he pulled out and quickly flipped me on my stomach, then lifted me up to take me from behind. With one thrust, he was buried deep inside me. He withdrew for a moment, then slammed into me again, and with each shift of his hips, his rhythm quickly became more powerful and fierce. I was close to the edge, and when he slapped my ass and tugged on my hair, the muscles in my abdomen immediately began to tighten. I reached for the headboard, bracing myself for the next wave of pleasure that crashed through my body. With one last deep thrust, a fire raged inside, consuming every inch of me as my orgasm ripped through my body.