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“Clothes. Off,” I whimper into his lips. “Now. I can’t take this teasing anymore, Grayson.”
We break apart, and then I’m practically ripping my clothes off in haste as he discards his jeans. We don’t care where they land on the floor, before he’s on me again.
I catch his fevered eyes when he crawls back over my body.
Skin to skin.
Fire courses through my veins the moment we touch.
I cup his jaw, as sparks tingle across my skin. My lips caress his, and I breathe into our kiss. “I love you. I don’t know how it happened, but I do. I love you, Grayson.”
I fell into him without even realizing it.
I walked into love.
Not knowing when it happened, or how it did.
Somehow Grayson stole a piece of me. With his tenderness. His warmth. His protectiveness. He made me trust him, and I did. For the first time in my life, I trusted someone with my heart first, then my body. Maybe a gut instinct, a voice in my head that told me he is the one. The gift of my patience.
His chest shudders, and Grayson groans my name. Like it’s a blessing. A prayer. “I am not worthy of you, Goldilocks. But I love you, anyway. I am not worthy, but I need you.”
My pulse quickens and his heart thuds against mine.
The pressure at the bottom of my stomach builds, flooding my mind and my body like molten lava. Sweat slicks across my skin, my body flushing with arousal. The feel of him against me…his expert fingers delving between my thighs, seeking out my slick heat, his lips on mine, stealing another bruising kiss.
My body is hyperaware of every inch of Grayson.
When he moves farther down, spreading my thighs with his wide shoulders and lifting my hips to his face, my back arches against him.
Whimpering.
Heady with desire.
He groans at the first taste of me.
Tongue delving deep. Lips tasting my lust.
I lose focus as his carnal words promise me everything dirty and sensual.
His touch entices the tide in me, the storm of ecstasy, sending me into a world of rapture.
My nails dig into his shoulders, and Grayson grunts.
My moans fill the room.
Our bodies slick with sweat.
Grayson fills me, slowly. Deeply.
It’s sweet.
Romantic.
Passionate.
Exquisite.
Safe.
