Frowning, I leaned in closer. “Damn it, is that mascara?”
“No, it’s not. Let’s get going or we’re going to be late. My mother does not like late.”
Panic set in as I quickly spun on my heels and grabbed my purse. “Shit! Why didn’t you tell me we were running late?”
Grayson laughed. “I did, when you said you only had one more piece of hair to curl.”
“How late are we?” I asked as I pushed past him and ran into the kitchen. I opened the refrigerator and reached for the seven-layer dip Grayson had asked me to make. The moment I felt his hands on my ass, I knew we were both in trouble.
“Damn, Meg. You look so fucking hot in this dress.”
Turning, I set the casserole dish on the island. My body was on fire just from his touch. His finger came up and traced along my jaw line as his name passed softly through my lips.
“We’re late,” I giggled as his hands moved down my body.
“So what, my mother can wait.”
I shook my head as I sucked in a breath while Grayson lowered his body and ran his hands up my legs then he pushed my dress up and around my waist.
His eyes lit up when he saw the black lace panties. His head moved in as he kissed me through the thin lace. “Oh God,” I panted as my head dropped back.
His fingers slowly pulled my panties off as I gave in to my desire. I could practically feel the wetness growing between my legs.
Grayson stood and brought the panties up to his face and took in a deep breath. “Fucking hell, it smells like heaven.”
My tongue ran along my lips as I fought to breathe.
“Tonight I’m fucking you, Meagan.”
I swallowed hard. “Why tonight? Why not right now?”
Grayson slipped my panties into the back pocket of his jeans and grabbed my hand, pulling me to him. Our lips were inches apart from each other. “Because you took too long curling your hair.”
The drive to Ashley’s house was getting me hornier by the second. Grayson would run his hand along my leg, just barely slipping it under my dress, causing me to breathe heavier and silently will him to finger fuck me.
His hand would move up my inner thigh and stop just inches from where I needed relief, then slowly come back down.
Ugh! I can’t take this.
My head dropped back against the headrest as I let out a frustrated sigh.
“Something wrong, baby?”
Lifting my head, I looked into those baby blues. My eyes drifted down to his smile and then to those dimples. Oh. Oh he knew exactly what he was doing to me. Okay . . . two can play at that.
“Nope. I’m perfectly fine. We did forget the dip though.”
Grayson lifted an eyebrow and gave me that look that said he knew I was spilling out bullshit.
“That sucks,” was all he said as he turned back to the road and punched it when the light turned green. I decided my neck was stiff, and I needed to roll it some to loosen it. I also decided I needed to be vocal about how good it felt. Very vocal.
“Oh God,” I said in the most seductive voice I could, “that feels so good.”
I could see Grayson tighten his grip on the steering wheel as he kept his eyes forward. Rolling my head the other way, I said, “Yeah, oh right there, that stretch feels so good.”
Grayson cleared his throat as I forced my smile back. My hands came up as I dropped my head toward my chest and rubbed my neck. “Mmm . . . oh yes . . . the stretch is so . . . deep.”
Grayson reached over and turned on the AC as I pressed my lips together to keep from laughing. It was thirty-six degrees outside and he had the air conditioning on.
My hands dropped down as I dragged them slowly over my chest and down my entire body. Reaching for his dick, Grayson adjusted himself as he cleared his throat again.
I innocently looked over at him. “You okay, baby?”
Without so much as a peek my way, he nodded his head and said, “I’m perfect. Hungry.”
Oh hell. He walked right into that one.
“Oh me too,” I purred. “Mmm . . . I hope there is something hot for me to warm my body up against.”
“Jesus Christ,” Grayson mumbled.
“What was that?”
“Nothing,” Grayson said as he reached his hand over and placed it on my knee, causing my entire body to tremble.
I looked out the passenger side window quickly and tried to think of anything else besides Grayson’s hands on my body and the fact that I just made myself even hornier than I was before.
When I saw Ashley’s house coming into view, I silently said a prayer. The second Grayson stopped, I jumped out of the truck and took in a few deep breaths. The chilled air on my body instantly cooled my libido down. Now all I had to do was ignore the devilishly handsome man walking up to me with a shit-eating grin on his face. And ignore the fact that I was sans panties and that they were tucked into his jeans pocket.
“Interesting drive up here wouldn’t you say?”
With a sexy smile, I tilted my head. “Seemed like any other drive.”
Grayson’s mouth dropped open. “Is that so?”