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“Fine, but later you owe me.” I pout as the words come out. Rian hesitates as he leaves the room, like he’s having second thoughts about not taking me up on my naughty proposition. I grab a sports bra, t-shirt, and some shorts. If Greyson doesn’t like me in my casual state, then he can walk his happy butt on out the door. I don’t wear makeup or my sexy clothes for anyone but myself.
I make my way downstairs to the dining room where the guys are sitting and talking.The tension is hanging thickly in the air. Anger is still radiating off the guys as Greyson sits there with a slight look of confusion on his face, unsure of what’s up with them.
“Hey,” is all I say as I meet each gaze in front of me.
“Hey, Blaze.” Greyson stands to give me a hug and kiss on the temple. I meet his gaze and I can tell he’s questioning what’s going on with everyone tonight.
“Guys, can I talk to Greyson alone please?” They all nod as they get up from their seats. Zep places a kiss on my head as Thiago and Rian both squeeze my shoulders, giving me the reassurance I need to have this conversation, before they head into the living room to give us some privacy.
“Is everything okay? Did I do something wrong?” Greyson’s voice cracks with suspicion. I realize then that he probably thinks I’m about to end things with him, with the guys being serious and leaving the room to give us a moment. Shit. I didn’t think that through.
“Greyson, you didn’t do anything wrong. I just wanted to talk to you about something that happened this week.” His shoulders visibly relax and he exhales the breath he was holding in.
“Earlier this week, I received some mail at work.” I take a large gulp. My mouth is extremely dry.
“It’s pretty normal to get mail at work, Blaze.” Greyson’s joking tone is laced with impatience as he waits for me to continue.
“I received an envelope with photos of you and I on our yacht date. The way the pictures were taken, the person had to be on the boat with us, watching. There were pictures of us eating dinner and of us dancing.”
“WHAT?!” Greyson roars, his casual tone no longer present.
“Yes, but that’s not all. There was a message on the back of the pictures. It said...” I take a moment to gather my thoughts. “It said ‘Stay away.’”
“Where are the pictures? What did you do with them? Who has seen them?” Greyson comes closer to me, getting in my space. Anger radiates off of him. He takes a step back and starts pacing across the room, looking like a caged lion right now. His shoulders are heaving up and down as his breathing becomes erratic.
If he was anyone else, I would be terrified of him right now. I understand the anger he’s going through though. Hell, I’m still pissed and I’ve had time to cool down.
Cautiously approaching him, I place my hand on his shoulder. He quickly spins around and pushes me roughly against the wall. Those incredible blue eyes are turning dark as he gets lost in the information I just told him. His chest heaves up and down as he pins me to the wall with his hand gripping my throat. He squeezes enough to make me gasp, but not so much that it hurts.
I reach my hand up to caress his face. The anger slowly melts, shifting into concern as he realizes what he just did. “Are you okay? Did I hurt you? I didn’t mean to... Argh. I’m just concerned,” he gently says, dropping his hand from my throat.Am I completely fucked up if I admit his reaction turned me on?His body is still pressed against mine and I can feel the air shifting between us.
I nod. “I’m okay. You’re just shaken up. I’ve had time to process, but you haven’t.” He looks like he’s deep in thought but nods at my reply. Leaning forward, I press a soft kiss to his lips. He deepens it, pressing further into my body. I can feel his hard length brushing against me.
The moment I thread my fingers through his hair, his kissing becomes demanding and rough, almost possessive. He mercilessly grips my ass and lifts me off the ground. I wrap my legs around his waist, grinding my core against his clothed erection. A growl escapes his throat as I keep circling my hips against him, craving his touch.
He peppers kisses along my jaw as his hand comes up to grab my throat again.Fuck yes. Damn, that’s turning me on even more.I arch my back, pressing my breasts into him, craving his touch.
“Where’s your room?”
I nod, directing him upstairs. He keeps a firm grasp on my ass as he carries me to the room at a hurried pace, desire rippling through my body.
Eighteen
Greyson spins to shut the door as he walks into the master bedroom. He slams my body against it the second the door latches. “Mmm, you have no idea how long I’ve been waiting for this. I need to be inside of you so bad, Blaze.”
I slowly unhook my legs from his waist, dropping them down on the ground. Pushing off the door, I guide him back onto the bed, letting him know I’m in control tonight. He props himself up on his elbows so he can look at me. Seeing him attempting to sit back up and grab my hips, I knock his hands away.
“Nope, you keep those hands to yourself.”
He groans, but drops his hands into fists at his side. I can tell he’s not the type to give up control, but neither am I. Looks like we have a power struggle on our hands. Moving between his legs, I grab the hem of his shirt. He sits up straight, allowing me to lift his soft cotton shirt over his head.
I lick my bottom lip instinctively at the sight of his shirtless body. This man is fucking gorgeous. His tight, broad shoulders are peppered with freckles, his biceps toned and solid, and his abs look like they’re straight up photoshopped. His beautiful smooth skin has small scars scattered across it, letting me know he has stories I don’t quite know yet.
I slide my legs on both sides of his hips, straddling him. Wrapping my arms around his neck, I pull him in for a maddening kiss. His hands twitch like they’re itching to touch me, but surprisingly, he’s restraining himself. I kiss along his jaw, dropping my lips down the side of his neck.
I shove him back so he’s laying flat on the bed. He brings his hands behind his head, threading his fingers together which causes his biceps to flex at the motion. His muscles ripple beneath me and I’m suddenly having difficulty breathing.How is this man so damn fine?
I line kisses down his chest as I slide off of him, kneeling in front of him to unbuckle his belt. Giving him a quick, cocky smile, I undo the button on his jeans and motion for him to lift his hips. Desperate to see more of him, I grab the waistband of his jeans, pulling them down along with his boxers all in one motion, freeing his hard cock as it slaps against his body.
