I stand there gaping up at him and he throws his head back, laughing.
“Come on, baby! Isn’t it obvious how much you mean to me? Can’t you tell how much I love you?”
“You love me?” I choke out.
“Yeah, Charlee. I love you.” He says gently.
The words are out before I realize that I’m saying them. “I love you, too.”
I can’t believe that I just blurted that out. I’m supposed to be planning my exit but instead I’m just digging myself in further with him. I can’t seem to regret saying it though. Seeing the look of happiness on Grayson’s face at my words is worth it.
Grayson’s hands come up to cup my face and he stares into my eyes.
“Say it again. Please.” He whispers.
“I love you, Grayson.”
The next thing I know, his lips are on mine. They’re softer than I thought they would be but I guess I didn’t really know what to expect. I’ve never been kissed before. I’ve never even really thought about kissing anyone before. There’s always been more important things to worry about and no one has ever made me feel what Grayson does.
His fingers trail into my hair and mine slip up his back. Soon our lips are moving together as he backs me up against the wall. He tugs on my hair and I moan into his mouth. He uses the opening and slips his tongue into my mouth. I tense, not knowing what to do, but Grayson slows down. His tongue tangles with mine before retreating to lick across my lips. I sigh and my mouth opens again, allowing him entry. He repeats this over and over again until I start to meet his tongue with mine. Soon I’m slipping my tongue into his mouth and he moans and tightens his grip on my hair as I tease my tongue over his lips and into his mouth.
We make out against the wall in his office for a while until we run out of breath and have to pull apart. We’re both breathing hard as we stare at each other and I take him in. His lips are swollen and red. I’m sure that mine look the same way. Grayson’s cheeks are flushed and his eyes are the darkest blue that I’ve ever seen. His eyes are scanning my face too and my heart clenches at the love I see written across every one of his features.
I stare up into his face and know that I need to leave him. My heart sinks at not seeing Grayson everyday but it’s the only option I can see. My old crew won’t stop until I’ve robbed him and split the money with them or until they’ve told him that I’m a thief and split us up.
If I have to leave though, I want one thing. One night with Grayson, just so I know what it’s like. Tomorrow I’ll wake up and move on but tonight I just want to be wrapped up in Grayson.
“I don’t want to stop.” I whisper as he stares down at me.
Grayson’s eyes widen a fraction and his tongue darts out to lick across his bottom lip.
“Are you sure? There’s no rush, baby.”
“I’m sure. I want you.”
I grab his hand and drag him out of the office. We head down the hallway and I kick his bedroom door open, spinning around to face him when we’re standing in front of his bed. My hands go to the edge of my shirt and I pull it over my head before I start on my pants.
“Whoa! Whoa, Charlee. Slow down. There’s no rush, baby.”
I don’t know how he can say that.
“It feels like I’ll burn up if I don’t have your hands on me soon.” I pant and I know I must sound crazy but I can’t bring myself to care.
I step back, tugging my pants down so I’m left standing before him in just by bra and panties. They’re just plain black cotton, nothing fancy, but Grayson is still staring at me like I’m the sexiest thing that he’s ever seen.
“Charlee, fuck.” He groans as his eyes rack over me.
His obvious appreciation encourages me and I take another step back as my fingers unhook the clasp on my bra. I let the straps slide down my arms before I fully remove the cups and let the bra fall at my feet.
Seeing my bare breasts must be too much because as soon as his eyes lock on them, his feet are moving towards me, eating up the distance I had been putting between us while I stripped. His hands circle my waist and I moan at how hot they feel against my skin. My fingers go to his shirt and I start to tug it up. He helps me and soon we’re standing chest to chest.
Grayson’s lips meet mine again and he backs us up until my knees hit the edge of the bed. I fall back onto the mattress, bouncing once and laugh as Grayson stares down at me. His eyes are heated and locked on my tits. They’re still jiggling from my fall and Grayson looks like he’s two seconds away from devouring me.
I want that.
My fingers come up and I tweak one of my nipples as I lay on the bed before him. He groans and his eyes screw shut like he’s in pain.
“I’m trying to go slow, baby.” He grits out.