Swinging it wide, I forced a smile. “Hey.”
Grayson raked his golden orbs slowly up and down my body. He didn’t say a word as he entered the apartment. I closed the door as goose bumps spread over my arms. Was this really happening?
I turned to face him and was pushed against the wall. His mouth descended on mine before I could blink. An explosion of passion ignited between us.
Grayson’s brutal assault on my lips made me clench and soak my panties. He was feral and hungry. Licking and sucking on my bottom lip, his tongue lashing against mine.
My head spun. A beautiful mural of emotions bloomed inside me, making me feel weightless. Maybe this was all a dream.
“Goddamn, Gillian, you taste so fucking good.” With one hand, he held my face right where he wanted it. The other lifted me off the ground. He emitted power and strength, just as always.
I wrapped my legs around his hips and cradled his head in my hands. I couldn’t believe I was kissing Grayson Fox. His hands moved over my body and up to my breasts, where he pinched my firm nipples.
I bucked, moaning into his mouth. His firm erection poked my pelvis through his shorts.
“Shh, baby. The neighbors might hear you.”
My eyes flashed, rearing my head back. “You make me want to scream.”
Grayson smirked. “Believe me, I know all the ways to make you scream.” He nipped at my lip, carrying me to my bedroom.
“We can’t. We… Well… What’s going on?” I whispered as we passed Billy’s bedroom, as if my little brother were home and would hear us.
“Close the door, sweetheart.”
I did as he asked and locked it… just in case my family returned early from the zoo. “I’m confused, Grayson. After no contact for over a year, now you suddenly want me.”
“Not suddenly,” he hissed.
“No? Then in what way? A summer fling? A one-night stand?” I tilted my head, trying to read him.
“My feelings for you didn’t just happen.”
“No? Then when did they happen? Because I’ve been in love with you for four years.”
“Why did you move away then?” He set me on my feet and took my face in his hands. “I haven’t been worth shit ever since you left.”
My heart slammed into my chest. “What?”
“I had no clue you felt the same about me. Why would you? I’m old enough to be your dad. I’m your dad’s best friend. I thought my feelings were one-sided.”
The pain in his whiskey-colored eyes made my own tear up. “I left because I thought it would be easier to forget you.” Just saying the words cut me deep. But it was the truth. I left so I could move on with life and forget Grayson. “I couldn’t stand seeing you with different women. Imagining you fucking them. Loving them. Marrying one of them and having a family.”
He wiped away the tears as they rolled down my face. “Jesus, Gillain. I haven’t fucked anyone since you turned eighteen. I couldn’t. My heart belonged to you. It would have been like cheating.” He hugged me, his lips pressed to my temple.
“What about before I turned eighteen?” Now he had me curious about how long he’d feltmorefor me.
“Do we need to do this? Those women meant nothing to me. I felt like a perv for being attracted to you. I figured if I dated a lot, fucked a lot, I might find a woman my own age. Someone to take my mind off you… and maybe love.”
I growled low. “I cried all the time back then. I hated every woman you brought to the station for the holidays. It was like you were rubbing them in my face. It shattered my heart every goddamn time, Grayson.”
“No, baby. I was trying to get you out of my head.” He tilted my chin and kissed me softly. “I’m sorry, beautiful.” He pushed me onto my bed and crawled on top of me, wedging himself between my legs. His mouth covered mine, stealing my air as he rubbed his hard-as-granite cock against my mound.
I gasped and panted, loving everything about this moment. Finally, after years of dreaming of kissing Grayson Fox, it was better than I could ever imagine.
He pinned me to the mattress with his heavy body, controlling me yet also making me feel safe. He kissed down my neck, his hands lifting my tank top and tugging it off. He took my breast in one hand and teased the nipple with his tongue.
A zing shot down to my pussy as he suckled with no amount of gentleness. I quaked and writhed, feeling an intense pressure building inside me. I clawed at his back, arching my own, panting and moaning.