Page 28 of Ignite Me


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This was the closest we’d been and not fighting, and I wasn’t prepared for the onslaught of feelings andneedthat coursed through me.

My legs quivered, barely keeping me upright, and my heart hammered in my chest as I kept my gaze locked with his.

Oh, this was either going to be really fucking good or absolutely terrible.

I was shamelessly voting for the former.

My mouth felt as dry as the Sahara. I licked my lips, trying to find some relief, but that only made my core explode with want when Grayson’s chest rumbled.

He drew me closer. “You really shouldn’t have come in here,” he murmured, and then his mouth crashed down onto mine.

His touch was hard and demanding while his tongue pushed into my mouth. I gripped his sides with my hands since he didn’t have a shirt on, and I tried to ease the heaving in my chest.

The hand holding my cheek moved behind my neck and gripped the middle of my braid, tugging my head back. His eyes burned into mine when he pulled away just an inch or two. “You’re…”

His lack of words made me grin. “Not what you expected,” I finished for him.

He gave me a slight shake. “Not what I was thinking, but that too.”

Grayson picked me up, and I wrapped my legs around his waist, suddenly wishing I hadn’t requested jeans for my change of clothes.

He walked us backward, but the mattress in here was also on the ground, so getting to the bed wasn’t an easy feat. Instead, he pressed my back against the wall, and his lips nipped at the skin around my collarbone.

I tilted my head to the side, giving him easier access while dying a little on the inside over the fact that I’d waited twenty-eight years to feel something this good.

His continued reverberations pulsated my skin, sending jolts straight to my center unlike anything my own hands had ever been able to conjure.

I moaned in response and ground myself over the hard cock I could feel rising between my legs. “Fuck,” I muttered when I could already feel myself building up just from him kissing and biting my over-sensitized skin.

Grayson’s mouth traveled back up my neck, and his fingers lightly held me in a choke when he paused just before my lips. “Are you really a virgin?”

I was tempted to lie to him, but something told me it wouldn’t help my situation if I did. My chin nodded ever-so-slightly.

“Has no one even touched you before?” he asked, and I shook my head only slightly.

He kissed my mouth, searing his lips to mine. “Not even here?”

“No,” I whispered. “Not until today.” My nails dug into his shoulders, praying he wasn’t going to stop now.

I could hardly breathe from just his touch. I needed to know what more would feel like. More in any capacity.

I just needed him to release the pent-up energy that was warring inside me.

Shamelessly, I rubbed against him, hoping he’d get the point without me having to feel like I was begging, but I wasn’t opposed to that if it was the only way to get what I needed.

He was frozen for a few seconds after I’d answered his questions, but then he came at me with a ferocity that hadn’t been there before.

The grip around my neck got tighter, the pressure of his hard lips on mine increased, and I swore my back was going to leave an indent in the drywall if we stayed where we were.

I reached my hands between us, trying to get at the button on his pants, but he moved us so quickly that I had to suck in a breath from the swift movements.

Before I knew it, we were on the mattress with a sheet and a thin blanket underneath my back. He boxed me in just like he’d done earlier when I’d been lying down, and the flames returned to his eyes.

“Mine,” he growled.

I’d thought the green flickers were part of his demon side, but with the animalistic way his stare was boring into me, there was no doubt that singular word was all wolf.

His hand slid over my chest and down my stomach, then slipped under the waistband of the jeans that were being total cockblockers.

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