But I don’t rush him, because his skin on mine is electric. He places a soft kiss on the thin skin of my thigh, his movements slow and mesmerizing. I can’t take my eyes off him. He positions my leg over his shoulder, his lips continuing to kiss a trail up to where I’m aching for him.
The first contact he makes is a soft kiss, reverent and promising. And then his tongue finds my center and I have to reach for something to hold onto, something to bracemyself with. The cold metal of one of the shelves stings my hand, but I barely notice because all I can feel is Grayson. His mouth works me, tongue dipping and swirling, lips sucking and devouring. My hips roll, the movement completely beyond my control. When he slips two fingers inside me, I shatter. He groans as I tighten around his fingers, the vibrations of his mouth sending me further over the edge.
The orgasm rips through me and doesn’t stop. Grayson rides the wave with me, his strokes and licks softening as I finally start to come down.
The minute he stands, my hands reach for his pants, unbuckling and unzipping until my fingers finally wrap around the hard, hot length of him. He thrusts into my hand with a groan, his hands planted on the door on either side of my head.
He lowers his mouth to my neck. “I don’t have anything with me, Ems.”
“I haven’t been with anyone. But if you have and you would prefer to wait, I don’t mind returning the favor.” I capture his mouth with mine while I continue to stroke him.
He presses the full weight of his body into me, melding us together. “I haven’t been with anyone else. How could I? You completely ruined me, Harper.”
“I’m going to take that as a compliment.”
His hands cup my ass as he hoists me up against the door. “Good.”
I guide him to my entrance, my legs wrapped tightly around his waist. He pushes into me slowly, and I can’t hold in the moan when he’s finally fully seated.
“Fuck, Emmy. It’s been so long, I don’t think I’m going to last.”
I thread my fingers through his hair, tugging gently so his gaze has to meet mine. “I’m not sure if you missed it, but I already had one mind-blowing orgasm. I think we’re good.”
He starts to move inside me, slowly, the swivel of his hips brushing my clit. “I want to feel you come on my cock, Emmy.”
I suck in a breath, his words shooting right down to my core. “Keep talking like that, and I don’t think it will be a problem.”
His thrusts become faster and deeper as his voice goes guttural. “Touch yourself. Please, Emmy. I’m so close.”
I don’t hesitate, his commands and his thrusts and his grip on my thighs pushing me closer to the edge. I slip a hand in between our bodies, stroking myself until the pressure is building. “Don’t stop,” I manage to choke out, my breaths unsteady.
He buries his face in my neck, his lips and teeth digging into my skin. I tighten and tighten just as I hear his telltale grunts, the ones that mean he is about to explode. I clutch him to me, never more thankful for his action-hero strength than I am in this moment.
His mouth finds mine as we both careen over the cliff, together, a tangle of sweaty limbs and mussed hair and clenched muscles. His thrusts finally slow, and he cradles me in his arms, sinking to the ground and gathering me in his lap.
For a minute, all we can do is breathe.
Then I take his face in my hands and kiss him. “I love you.”
He runs a soothing hand down my bare back. “I love you, too.”
“Think anyone will notice if we dip out now and just go back to my place?”
“Mine’s closer.” He grins and smooths out the sleeves of my dress. “But you deserve this moment, Ems. You don’t actually want to miss the entire premiere of your second starring role ever.”
I sigh and kiss him on the cheek. “I hate it when you’re right.”
He pulls me close, his kiss deep and promising. “Besides, I plan on keeping you up all night, so we might as well relax and eat while we can.”
I loop my arms around his neck. “I like the sound of that. But does that mean we need to go back in? There can’t be much left.”
He purses his lips, fighting back another grin. “Hate to break it to you, Ems, but I don’t think you can go back. You look...”
My mouth drops open in mock outrage. “I look what?”
“You look like you just got fucked against a door.”
I don’t bother holding in my laugh. “Well. Shit. Do you have your phone?”
