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“I am. I want to be the only one to have this.” Reaching down, he caresses between my legs.
My breath catches as my body heats up. “I want you to be the only one to have it.”
Grayson’s eyes search mine. “Only say it if you mean it, Emma.”
“I do.”
Grayson releases me, and turns me toward the table, squeezing my ass before he steps to the other side. “Hurry and eat, Princess. I want to have you again after dinner.”
I’m a little buzzed with anticipation as I sit down to eat. Grayson walks over to the counter and opens the bottle of wine he set out. Filling two glasses, he brings them to the table.
“Thank you,” I say as he hands me a glass.
He winks and takes a seat across from me. “I had a look at both of the manuscripts you sent me today. I’ve extended a contract for Savage Romance and as long as the writer of Swept Away accepts your offer of representation, I’ll extend a contract for that one as well. You make my job easy. I’m beginning to feel that anything you send me is contract worthy.”
I take a bite of the lamb Grayson reheated and it’s still delicious, but not as satisfying as his words. “That means a lot to me.”
“You definitely have a skill for discovering talent.”
“Better than Rachel?”
Grayson swallows his bite and the corner of his mouth lifts. “Yes, Emma. Better than Rachel. She gets under your skin, doesn’t she?”
“She’s a bitch.”
“Not to me.”
My eyes narrow and Grayson laughs before taking another bite.
“Of course she’s not to you. She wants to ride that eight-inch pole of yours.”
Grayson shakes his head. “Not going to happen, Emma.”
“I know, but I disliked her before that. She’s always been a bitch.”
“Tell me how you truly feel.”
I laugh and Grayson does too.
“Do you still need the third book by Monday? I’m about halfway through one now and if it continues to be as good as it is so far, I’ll be sending it to you.”
“Depends.”
My brows turn in. “On what?”
“How busy I keep you this weekend.” His smile is mischievous.
I nibble my lip and rub my thighs together.
Grayson’s gaze lingers on me and his eyes give away his desire. “Emma, are you getting wet thinking about my dick inside you?”
I cross my legs and the pressure increases my arousal. “Yes,” I respond bashfully.
Grayson clicks his tongue. “Have you had enough to eat?”
“I have.” I move the nearly empty plate away as Grayson stands from the table. Coming to my side, he takes my hand, raising me from the chair.
Taking a step closer, he kisses me and the need I feel between my legs starts to throb. His arm wraps around my back, holding me close as his other hand works my pants off my hips.
