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Harvey finally agreed to meet after asking what felt like a million questions, and Greyson got the faux trade set up. Now we just need it to go smoothly.
What could possibly go wrong?
Looking to my left, I see Greyson’s handsome face staring down at his food as he inhales the Italian chicken and rice on his plate. The food smells incredible, but my senses are more interested in how delicious he smells. His minty scent wafts through my nose, causing goosebumps to line my arms.I’ll never get tired of it.
His jaw tightens and his muscles bunch at the small moan I let slip from my lips. He keeps his head straight, but I see his eyes shift in my direction. I hadn’t even realized I’d moaned until I saw him go still. Looking up, I see all eyes are on me, expecting me to say something.
I give a small smirk and shrug my shoulders. “The chicken’s absolutely divine. It smells so delicious, I could lick the entire plate and beg for more.” I draw out my words, slowly shifting my head to meet Grey’s heated stare. Yeah, they all know I’m horny as fuck right now, but I really don’t care.
He has a sudden coughing fit at my not so subtle innuendo, making me chuckle under my breath. No one else seems to enjoy my joke much—Rian even rolls his eyes—but it doesn’t bother me. It’s already obvious how badly I want him; I’m not going to hide my feelings for their sakes.
Everyone else goes back to eating, but all of the pent-up sexual tension I feel radiating between us has me acting like a dog in heat tonight. I slowly slide my hand under the table, landing onto Greyson’s knee, circling my thumb back and forth across his grey sweatpants.
He cuts a glance my way as if to ask what I’m doing, but I keep my eyes firmly planted on my food.
“Do we want to go over the plan one more time before tomorrow? I want to make sure I’m prepared for exactly what it is I’m supposed to do.” My tone is even, not giving away all of the naughty things I’m intending to do with Greyson. The thought of turning him on and getting him off while everyone else is oblivious around us makes my core flood with heat.
“Are you sure you want to go?” Lya asks doubtfully. I know that she is hesitant about me going since I was so adamant about not going last time. But I’ve been writing in my journals and working through my feelings, and I’ve decided that this is something that I need to do.
I need to go and face my past, my demon, my monster.
It also helps that I have Greyson back, so I won’t be distracted trying to figure out where he is.
“Yeah, I’m sure,” I reply firmly. I’m feeling more confident now about going than I was the first time they tried to take him down.
I can do this, Iwantto do this.
“Alright then, if you’re positive you want to come with us, then you need to make sure you listen carefully and stick to the plan,” Zep tells me. “Greyson’s going to call Sutton when we arrive and confirm the address. I’ll get the weapons ready and then we wait for our prey.”
I nod my head as I inch my fingers closer to the waistband of Greyson’s sweats. His breathing becomes shallower as he tries to keep his composure. His cock is straining against the material, showing just how hard he is.
I’m glad he decided on sweatpants today instead of jeans.
“Before Sutton arrives, we get into place. You and Lya will be in the side room where you won’t be seen.”
I’m trying to remain focused on Zep’s voice, but as I stroke my hand back and forth against Greyson’s cock, I can barely hold it together. Clearly the lack of having him deep inside of me has turned me into a raging, horny monster.
I nod my head to show that I understand, even though I’m barely listening anymore.
Zep continues. “You’re to stay in that room until one of us comes to get you, understand?”
I nod again, not thinking about what he’s really saying. Before I know it, I feel Greyson’s hand land on the middle of my thigh. He squeezes it gently, letting me know he’s not going to let me be the only one doing the teasing tonight.
I’m wearing soft black shorts that tightly hug my ass, with an oversized gray sweatshirt. I thought it would drive Greyson wild, adding to our foreplay build up for when we get to have sex again, but currently I’m regretting that decision.
“And no being a hero. You wear the Kevlar, no matter what. Both of you.” Zep looks sternly between me and Lya.
“Yeah, got it.” My voice comes out slightly high-pitched, causing Lya to tilt her head, looking at me with confusion. Greyson’s fingers are delicately gliding beneath the edge of my shorts right now, just enough so the tips of his fingers push under but not far enough to reach my core.
At this point, I’m not sure what Lya and the guys are saying anymore. My body is solely focused on every inch of Greyson’s hand spread across my thigh. Even my hand has gone still on his cock, that’s how needy I am for his touch. I clench my thighs together, knowing he’s about to slide his fingers right into my folds. My entire body is tense and I suddenly realize I’ve messed up hugely—I thought I could dish this game out, but I can’t take it.
The thin scrap of my thong isn’t much of a defense against his talented fingers. He finally breaks through the barrier of my panties and starts intently rubbing my clit. Greyson kneads his fingers against my body like a pro. My hips begin to wiggle slightly—I’m begging him for more, but wanting him to be as discreet as possible.
Slowly, I open my legs wider, allowing him more access. My panties are soaking. Greyson could just look at me and it would be like a flood in there, but right now him touching me with everyone else in the same room is thrilling.
Greyson slips two fingers inside of me and I have to even out my breath to prevent the others from noticing. Zep’s still talking and I’m nodding my head along with him, but I’m now clueless as to which stage we’re at in the plan. I just hope I’m not nodding at something inappropriate.
Greyson keeps his wrist in place, but magically pumps his fingers in and out of me. He picks up the pace, causing the muscles in his forearm to jump in my peripheral vision. My gaze falls so I can get a good look at the sexy veins popping out, but I quickly lift my eyes back up; I don’t want to draw attention to what we’re doing.
