My body is in overdrive and I need to feel this. Feel Grayson.
His clear, green eyes meet mine and something flashes in them. The recognition and understanding that after tonight nothing will be the same. We won't be the same.
"I know baby."
He starts moving, slowly at first, drawing out his even strokes. My hips start moving of their own accord and match his rhythm. He picks up the pace, sliding in harder and harder and his thrusts hit the deepest part of me every time. Our bodies are slick with sweat and I'm clawing at his back, pulling him closer to me even though there is no space left between us. I'm close and I want to tell him, but I feel the need to surrender my body to him and let him take me instead.
My stomach muscles clench and as if he knows I'm about to let go, he slips his arm under my hips and lifts my hips slightly. It makes the tip of his length hit my sweet spot, causing an internal explosion unlike any other. "Grayson," I scream, louder than the first time. I dig my nails into his back and hold on as he falls over the edge with me. He growls my name as we quiver together, in a mess of sweat and bed sheets. I rest my feet on his bottom and feel his muscles tense with his own release. It's sensual and sexy and such a turn on to know I can drive him crazy.
He lifts his head and looks at me, sweat sliding down his temples. He wipes the hair from my face and gives me his crooked smile. "Wow," he breathes, "That was incredible."
"Yeah," is all I can get out between my still shaky breathes. My entire body feels like jelly. Totally relaxed.
I know now that I will never get enough of him. Just once won't be enough to satisfy the hunger he's created. I want him, over and over again.
I kiss him, brushing my lips over his. He returns the kiss and I feel him stir from inside me.
"Again?" I ask. Surely it's not possible so soon.
He chuckles, causing a vibration to travel through my body and coil between my legs where we're still connected. Apparently I could go another round as well.
"I'll never have enough of you."
I say "Ditto" and he chuckles again. He kisses me one last time before sliding out and getting up to discard the condom. I watch him walk into the bathroom, staring at his beautiful, naked butt.
Oh yes, that's mine.
A few minutes later, he slips into bed and under the sheets with me. Niether of us make a move to put clothes on. He has thoroughly depleted my energy to do so anyway. He pulls me to him and I rest my cheek against his chest. The sound of his heartbeat is soothing and one of my new favorite sounds. Our legs tangle together and he rests his hand in the arch of my back.
As I drift off to sleep, he kisses my forehead and I think I hear him say "I love you," but in my-post sex state of bliss I can't be sure. The idea of him saying it doesn’t scare me though.
Because I feel it too.
I love Grayson.
I am In love with Grayson.
And in this moment, I am exactly where I am supposed to be.
Chapter 16
Grayson
My eyes fly open and I turn, expecting to find Huntley lying next to me.
But the bed’s empty.
Her vanilla scent is on the sheets and it brings back memories of last night. It was the most perfect night of my life. The feel of her skin on mine, chest to chest, nose to nose… It sends a shiver down my spine. If I thought she was beautiful in every way possible, seeing her beneath me, quivering with me inside her and screaming my name is… inexpressible. Sex has always been just sex to me, but after last night with Huntley is was so much more.
I jump out of bed, pull my jeans on and pad down the hallway in search of her. When I find her standing in the kitchen, she has my grey button up shirt on, with her earphones tucked in her ears and she’s singing along to Jana Kramer’s ‘Why Ya Wanna’. She bends to slip a tray of some kind into the oven and I see her black lace underwear peeking out from under my shirt.
God have mercy…
It’s black lace with a pink bow just above her butt.
I walk into the kitchen as quietly as I can and wrap my arms around her waist, making her jump a little. I smell her hair, inhaling her intoxicating scent that is now a heady combination of vanilla and me. I move my shirt to the side to expose a bare shoulder and trail lazy kisses up her neck, stopping just as I reach the soft skin below her ear. I feel her shiver and push my hips into her back so she knows I’m driving myself just as crazy as I am her. She turns in my arms and stares at me, sporting a smile from ear to ear. Her hair is messy and she’s got that ‘just fucked’ look on her face. She’s strikingly beautiful. So much so that it makes my heart beat faster and slower at the same time.