There it was, the darkness I was looking for. I liked that about him, wanted it. I wanted to see the demons in his soul, to know exactly how dark he was. I should’ve run from him, but I couldn’t. I wanted him too f*ck
ing much. It was a weakness, it could get me killed. Especially in the world we both resided in.
“I think I might be falling for you,” I said slowly. I saw the anger register in his face, but it was too late.
The words slipped out of my mouth before I realized I was saying them.
“You shouldn’t have said that.” His words betrayed his actions as he came down hard onto me and kissed me deeply. It was like he was a rabid animal, kissing me with more passion than I could handle.
He undressed me quickly, not bothering to care about the state of my clothing when he finally got them off. They were strewn about and I wouldn’t be surprised if some of them were ripped.
Maybe I shouldn’t have said it, but I could tell from the way he spread my thighs and growled out my name that it was something he wanted to hear.
He spread my legs apart and crawled up me looking at me as I lay under him.
“You are the most beautiful thing I have ever seen, Joanna. I try not to look but my eyes are drawn to you every time. It doesn’t matter if we are in a room full of people or if it’s just the two of us. You have me under some kind of spell.”
And in that moment I felt it. It was like there was a spell around us, pulling the two of us together.
But he was still dressed, so I reached over and pulled his suit jacket off, then his button down shirt, and on until he was finally in nothing more than his underwear.
“And you, look at you.” He was muscular and solid. Strong.
Every bit the in charge man he claimed to be. I loved and hated that about him. He was the heir to a fortune. To a throne. It was a throne built on murder and depravity, and I knew that, I held no illusions, but it made him into such a decisive man. Even I couldn’t deny the power he held over me. I wasn’t stupid. I knew exactly who he was, it was why I was fighting it so hard. But I couldn’t run anymore. This was happening. This was my life. And I might as well drink it all in.
“I can’t wait any longer, Jo. I need you.”
I needed him too.
I wrapped my arms around him and pulled him to me as he spread my legs and entered me.
He was so big and strong inside of me, pressing against the walls of my p*ssy
as he filled me.
He drove me to a place of ecstasy almost immediately. But I held on because I wanted to enjoy the journey.
He thrust in and out of me slowly at first and then quicker until he was thrusting into me with full force. And every bit of it felt amazing.
I moaned and pulled him into me, digging my nails into his back. As he arched his back he buried himself further into me, making me moan in return.
He was so damn good at this.
“God, Greyson. Please.” I moaned, begging for him to push harder. Faster.
And he did.
Until I was coming and screaming his name, pressing myself into the sheets, bunching them up and grabbing his sheets and twisting them up.
I screamed out again bucking into him as he came along with me. Our pleasure shared he sunk into the bed and pulled me into his arms.
“I was wrong when I first met you.” He said nuzzling into me. “When you handed me that drink I knew I needed to sample you. I thought one time would be enough. But after the first time I was hit with the powerful urge to have you over and over again. I knew that even though I’d had a taste I needed more. I still need more of you. I don’t know if that will ever go away.”
What was he saying? I blinked, was I just a piece of ass to him, or was he saying something else?
“What do you mean?” I asked slowly, trying to decipher it. My mind was starting to spin with the possibilities and I needed the truth. Honesty.
“What I mean is, I am falling for you too.” He kissed my temple and then pulled me into him. “I won’t let you go. Not now.”
I swallowed, too fearful of the future to allow my heart the chance to soar. He was still part of an organization that could cause his death any moment. But this moment. This was mine.
And I wouldn’t give it up for anything.
Greyson
I sat down at the conference table and looked around at the group of men sitting there. All of them were my father’s lackeys. They all belonged in this room but I felt like the outsider. I almost never attended these meetings in person, no it was all over the phone. I put myself as far away from the business as possible, choosing to run the factory separately.
But I was here today for good reason.
“It looks like profits are up across the board in all sectors,” David said as he went through a chart on the overhead. He droned on and on about business, but I could only think about one thing.
Snapping his f*ck
ing neck.