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Until seeing the two of them together and the tiniest of sparks flaring between them. There has never been anyone who has captured Greyson’s attention so quickly like she has.
“If I made it worth your while, would you stay?” Greyson asks, giving her a heated stare.
She bites her bottom lip as she mulls over his question. My stomach lurches over the way she is looking at him. I can see she wants to stay—she wants him—but her family situation is pulling her hard in the other direction.
“I want to say yes, Greyson, but …” she says.
The indecision is written across her face as Greyson steps closer to her. I’ve never seen him work so hard for a woman before. Her chest rises and falls at his proximity and her nipples bud and press firm against the thin material of her dress.
“I can’t.”
Greyson’s shoulders slump ever so slightly at her rejection.
Wow.
“I understand,” he says.
Her brows pull together as she stares at him, her teeth nibbling at her bottom lip. “Not sure if I want you to be so understanding.”
Next thing I know, Greyson reaches out and pulls Rosalie to him. She falls against his chest as she lets out a small gasp. Her hands spread out against the soft material of his shirt, the same one I ran my fingers over earlier. My dick throbs at the thought that we both touched Greyson in the same way. My mind wanders over what it would be like touching him together. There is a moment of stillness between the two of them, the smallest of hesitations before Greyson wraps his hand around her throat and lightly squeezes. Rosalie’s eyes widen before they flare with heat just before his lips are on hers.
Fuck.
It’s hot, yet I’m seething with jealousy over watching my man kiss another person.
The kiss is like a match that lights the tinder box as they devour each other. The buildup of electricity between them explodes as Greyson picks Rosalie up and walks a couple of steps toward the wall, where he presses her back hard against the bricks.
Her hands shuck off his jacket and it falls onto the dew-covered grass. Her leg is wrapped around his hip, exposing the slit in her dress.
My dick is standing to attention as I watch them, my mind is awash with equal amounts of jealousy and desire.
“I bet if my finger sank into you right now, you would be dripping wet,” Greyson hisses at her while I bite my fist at his filthy words.
“Go ahead and find out,” she purrs.
I press my fist harder into my mouth to stifle the moan that falls from my lips at her answer.
Greyson’s hand slides beneath the slit of her dress while the other grips her pert ass, then his eyes widen in surprise. “You’re not wearing any underwear,” I hear him mutter.
Oh shit … this woman is a temptress.
Greyson gives her a sly smirk before his fingers disappear into her.
Rosalie’s head falls back against the brickwork as a moan escapes her pouty pink lips. I watch his hand move between her creamy thighs while her chest heaves up and down. Tiny mews fall from her lips as Greyson hits the sweet spots.
“More …” she gasps.
“I’ll give you more, sweetheart, don’t you worry.” Greyson pulls his fingers from her pussy before he sucks them with a grin.
Damn him, he knows that move gets to me.I palm my throbbing dick which is pressed painfully against my tuxedo trousers.
“You taste delicious, now, I need more,” he growls out and sinks to his knees in front of her. He lifts her leg over his shoulder and dives between her legs.
Her fingernails dig into his scalp as he goes to town on her pussy.
I can’t take it anymore, I’m sick of being on the sidelines this looks like way too much fun.
“How does she taste, Grey?” I ask, stepping out from the shadows.
