Page 101 of Teach Me Your Ways

My pulse skipped. I looked at him and I just knew he could see what I wanted.

“You’re amazing,” he said. He leaned his head down. His lips were inches from my forehead. “I know we can’t be together. We know the rules.”

My heart hammered. My head said one thing, and the space between us said another. “I know,” I managed to squeak out.

“But what if we’re ignoring fate?” he whispered. His lips brushed my temple.

My whole body trembled.

I swallowed. My chest felt too small for my pounding heart.

His lips brushed across mine. Fuck it. I didn’t want silly, chaste kisses. I wanted to fuck the man. I wanted his tongue down my throat. I wanted his hand on my tits and between my legs. I gently pulled at his lower lip with my teeth.

He pulled back with his lips still brushing against mine.

“It’s wrong,” he murmured, eyes dark and conflicted.

“Yes, it is.”

He rested his forehead to mine. “Goddamn, Cece.”

I wrapped my arms around him, sliding up onto the tips of my toes. “Fuck me, Grady.”

I could feel him trembling, his muscles tense and hard beneath my soft touch. I saw the moment he dismissed all the reasons why we shouldn’t have sex. He dragged me back to my room. I opened my bedroom door but he didn’t follow me in.

Oh hell no. He did not get to tease me.

I pulled him into the room and shut the door behind us.

He pounced. The kisses became more intense, his tongue invading my mouth in a way that made me gasp. His hand slid up my back, pulling me against him. I wrapped my arms around his neck, holding on tight. He groaned into my mouth. I could feel his erection pushing against my belly. The hand on my back slid down, dipping beneath the waistband of my shorts to grab my ass.

Grady moved us toward the bed, never breaking the kiss, and pushed me onto the mattress. I watched as he kicked off his shoes and reached behind him to grab his shirt and jerk it over his head. I didn’t want to give him time to change his mind. I pulled off my own shirt and wiggled out of my shorts.

Without breaking eye contact, he crawled onto the bed beside me and pulled me into his arms. His skin was hot against mine. He trailed kisses down my neck before reaching under me and unhooking my bra. He jerked it off and tossed it over his shoulder.

I shivered as he leaned in to suckle a sensitive spot just below my earlobe before moving lower to nip at my collarbone. My breath hitched in anticipation as he cupped one of my breasts in his hand, teasing the sensitive nipple with his fingers. A quiet moan escaped my lips.

“Shh,” he teased.

We could not get caught. I reminded myself to keep my mouth shut. I didn’t want him to stop what he was doing. He pulled one nipple into his mouth and softly sucked before he gently pulled it between his teeth.

My hands roamed down his back, feeling all the muscles I had admired earlier. The man was hard as a rock. All over. Between his legs. His back. Chest. Arms.

“Please,” I begged.

“Please what?”

He tugged at my panties, pulling them off, and tossed them aside before sliding his fingers along my slit. My hips bucked off the bed in response to his touch. He smiled against my skin.

“You like that, don’t you?” he whispered. His fingers dipped inside me, making me gasp at the intrusion. He groaned into my skin, his fingers moving in and out slowly. I ground my pussy against his hand.

“Grady,” I moaned. “Please.”

He continued to finger fuck me. His thumb rubbed over my clit while two fingers curled inside me. My body came alive. My hips bucked in an attempt to take more of him.

His tongue slid in and out of my mouth while his fingers worked me into an absolute frenzy.

“Grady.”