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I shake my head, grinning.“You only think that. It’s very obvious to me.”
“I like to study people.” Grayson pulls to a stop in front of the front gates and cuts the engine. He turns his body toward me, leaning his forearm against the steering wheel. “There’s a lot you can learn about someone when they don’t think you’re looking. What’s your excuse?”
Oh shit, busted. What’s my excuse? Well…
“I’m just merely curious.”
“You’re curious about me? Why?” He quirks an eyebrow, waiting for my response.
Because you’re different…and mysterious.
Because you’re kind. You make me feel…warm. And safe.
Because I think…
“You’re too quiet,” I tell him instead.
Grayson stares at me, his gaze intense and thoughtful. The seconds tick by and he still doesn’t speak. After a minute, I swallow and clear my throat nervously. “Thank you for the ride. I’ll see you tomorrow.”
I open the door, but his gruff voice stops me before I step out of the car. “I’ll take your curiosity instead of judgment, Riley. I prefer that.”
“A lot of people judge you?” I ask softly, even though I already know the answer.
“Isn’t it the same for you?”
His question has me inhaling sharply. “Yes.”
It seems that we’re alike, Grayson and me.
That’s why he sees me.
And I think…it’s why I feel drawn to him.
I get out of the car and close the door behind me. “It looks like it’s going to rain, so thank you for the ride.”
Grayson simply nods. “It’s no problem.”
I watch as he drives away, with my heart squeezing in my chest. I don’t understand what this feeling is — what it means, but somehow…it doesn’t feel wrong.
***
I let out a groan of annoyance, slapping the bed with my palm and then turning over on my side. I couldn’t focus on my essay earlier. So I thought maybe reading would clear my mind. But I made the mistake of picking up the smuttiest book I’ve ever read so far. Lila was right about that orc dick and the buckets of cum.
So now, the ache between my legs is back, and my body is sexually frustrated. Ugh, I hate this! No matter how many times I try masturbating, it just doesn’t work. I can’t find my release, and afterward, I feel empty and unsatisfied.
My clit throbs and feels swollen as I reach over and grab my pillow. I press it between my legs, my eyes squeezing shut as I rock my hips back and forth. Desperately trying to alleviate the pulsing ache.
Pushing a hand between my thighs, I shove my panties aside, and my fingers graze my folds. I find my swollen nub, pressing and rubbing against the bundle of nerves. I grind against the pillow, trying to find a rhythm that suits me.
The friction almost has me losing my mind, but it still isn’t…enough. It’s never quite enough. There’s always something missing, like I’m chasing for something that’s not there.
My body tenses as I edge toward my release, and I bite my lip — feeling it, right there: the tension and the ecstasy.
Except, I don’t reach the peak.
I never do.
I’ve only had sex once in my life. With Jasper, and I had been left extremely unsatisfied, which then turned out to be my greatest nightmare and my downfall. I regret losing my virginity to that asshole. But now that I know what sex feels like — the fact that I have tried it, and it was anti-climactic, I am filled with desires that are still waiting to be satisfied.
