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Thud.
Thud.
And then we’re both moving at the same time. Almost like there’s an invisible string tugging us together. An undeniable force.
I lean into him, my hands landing on his wide, muscular chest. My breath catches in my throat as his fingers curl under my chin, tilting my head up. I squeeze my thighs together, desire pooling in the pit of my stomach at the intensity of his dark gaze.
Grayson very gently lowers his mouth to mine.
A barely audible gasp escapes me.
The moment our lips touch, so softly, so tenderly…a featherlight touch, it feels like thousands of butterflies have erupted in my stomach and my whole body comes alive.
Grayson doesn’t kiss me like Colton did. With lust and frustration, brutal and savage.
No, he kisses me like I am made of glass. Like I am something special, someone to be treasured. His lips are experienced, but tentative. Slow. Taking his sweet time learning the curves of my mouth. His thumbs brush across my cheeks, his kisses deepening. My heart pounds as he teases me with his tongue, licking the seams of my lips, gently demanding entry.
My lips part, and then his tongue invades my mouth, tasting me. “Riley,” Grayson groans into my lips, and I’m dizzy, breathless, moaning into his kiss that soon turns desperate.
My arms curl around his neck, and I tug him closer to me. Until our chests are touching and his erratic heartbeat echoes against mine. When his mouth slides away, kissing the corner of my lips, I suck in a shuddering breath.
He captures my lips again, but this time with a brief kiss, before he’s already pulling away. “Riley, what are you doing to me?” he rasps, his breath fanning against my cheek.
Our foreheads touch, and I lick my tingling lips, wanting to taste the sweet remnants of Grayson. “What are you doing to me?” I breathe, repeating his own words.
He rubs his thumb over my swollen lips before finally pulling away. My eyes sweep over his bare chest before flickering to his lap—
Oh.
Wow…
I wasn’t expecting that.
Grayson is sporting a massive erection under his towel. My jaw gapes open, and he lets out a choked sound once he realizes where my attention has gone..
He drags my pillow over his lap, covering his erection. “It’s a bodily reaction, I can’t really help it. You’re fucking beautiful and your lips taste like goddamn sweet honey,” he explains in his gravelly voice. “I’m sorry if this makes you uncomfortable. I can go to the bathroom and— never mind. You’re smirking, Riley.”
Grayson is flustered and I don’t know why, but that makes me want to tease him even more. He’s not shy, but there’s something about the flustered look he’s giving me that has me feeling things I’ve never felt before.
Wanted.
Desired.
Seen.
“Now at least I know you find me attractive.”
He scowls. “I’ve always found you attractive. You’re fucking beautiful, Riley. I’d be a stupid man not to find you attractive.”
My whole body flushes at the praise. I’ve been told I am beautiful by many people, but this is the first time I’ve heard a man say it with such reverence.
“Well, you’re kinda aloof and hard to read.” I raise an eyebrow. “I can never tell what you’re thinking, and your words always end up puzzling me.”
His eyes narrow on me. “What did this kiss mean to you?” he abruptly asks.
I inhale sharply. “What do you mean?”
“I’ve done casual relationships before,” he tells me slowly. “I’ve had sex. I’ve kissed girls…but this is not it. You’re not a casual kiss or a fling, Goldilocks. I need to know we’re on the same page. So, what did this kiss mean to you?”
