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Chapter Eight
Ididn’t need to thinklong about Grayson’s offer. Longer than I did for most things, but he was too tempting to pass up. “That’s ayes.”
“Looks like I get to help you out of your costume after all.” Grayson grasped the hidden zipper on my top and tugged it down one agonizing tooth at a time, his gaze lingered on my breasts. “Every time you run your palms over my bare chest, I want to return the favor.”
Seriously—how had I never noticed before that what we did was more than friendly? “Now’s your chance.”
“And what a chance it is.” He glided his hands up my chest to cup my breasts.
When he dragged his thumbs over my nipples, I felt the zing even though the padding of my bra. It was a sharp spark that raced along my every nerve ending.
Grayson pushed my top off my shoulders and tossed it aside. My bra came off next, leaving me exposed and topless. Every time he looked me over, a fresh wave of flame raced over my skin.
When his palms touched my bare skin, the heat intensified. He teased my pale pink swollen nubs. “Not just sugar. Bubblegum. Yum.” He dipped his head to flick his tongue over one nipple, before drawing it into his mouth. He sucked and nibbled one side, while kneading the other.
Pleasure sped over me, and I pressed into his mouth. He switched to the other breast when I started to squirm. The longer he sucked, the damper my panties got. I itched to drop my hand between my legs and relieve the building anticipation.
Grayson grasped my wrist and moved my hand to his erection. I’d gotten a hint of how big he was the other day, but stroking him drove the point home. I traced the outline through denim, and his groan hummed across my skin. We were hooked in a delicious loop of pleasure.
He drifted his kisses lower, moving down my stomach and pulling away from my touch as he knelt in front of me. He shoved my skirt up and over my hips—another reason to love fleece—and scraped his teeth over my panties. “You’re already wet.”
Massive understatement. My laugh was breathy and strained, and most of my brain power was focused on my arousal. “Already? I’m surprised all that sucking and biting didn’t make me come.”
“No?” The way he looked up at me with that dark, open gaze, I felt like I was being worshiped. “Time to try something else.” He hooked his fingers in my panties and slid them down my legs. When he licked once along my damp lower lips, I moaned.
Could they hear me downstairs? Did I care?
Grayson stood to lift me onto a nearby stool. As he knelt again, he spread my legs. His soft kisses started at my knee and traveled up along my inner thigh.
Each brush of his lips against my skin cranked my anticipation higher, and I gripped the edge of the stool tightly. When he reached my core, I shivered and gasped in delight. He wrapped his lips around my clit to suck and tease. I swear to God he was writing the alphabet with his tongue.
He slipped two fingers inside me, and hooked up, hitting the right spot and stealing my breath.
My breath came in short gasps, and I lost track of my own moans and whimpers. My head was light. He pushed me to the edge of climax and let me linger on that fine point.
I knotted my fingers in his hair. I didn’t want to miss anything, and from the way his tongue was working frantically, neither did he.
Orgasm crashed over me in wave, tearing a scream from my throat. I ground into Grayson’s face as I came, losing myself in the intense colors of pleasure that sparked in my thoughts and made my legs weak.
He pulled away as I loosened my grip, and sucked his fingers clean as he stood. “Definitely cherries and bubblegum. My new favorite flavors. Want a taste?” He pressed his mouth to mine, open and hungry.
Our first real kiss.
What an odd thought. I brushed it aside and dove into the way he devoured my lips. The taste of myself. The way he kneaded my breast and swallowed my moans.
