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Then she takes my face in her hands, sealing her lips to mine.
And as much as I want to deepen the kiss, to slip my tongue past her lips, and wrap her legs around my waist, I keep it chaste, swallowing a groan.
“Just because I said I was cool with the two of you dating doesn’t mean I want to see it,” Jake says, shaking his head. “Can we do cake before I lose my appetite?”
Sierra scrunches up her nose and laughs, slipping off my knee. Before she can walk away, I stand, grab her wrist, and pull her back to me. I whisper into her ear, “I’m going to fuck you so good tonight you won’t be able to walk tomorrow.”
“I hope so.” She winks at me, beaming.
We sing “Happy Birthday” as Miss Millie blows out her candles, then dig into the delicious cake that Sierra baked.
And as good as it feels to be back on good terms with Jake and celebrating with Sierra’s family, I’m counting down the minutes until I can take her home and into my bed and show her with my mouth how much I’ve missed her.
TWENTY-FIVE
I’VE BEEN STARVING FOR YOU.
Sierra
“Come here, baby. I wanna kiss you,” Grayson says into my neck, and a giggle escapes my throat as he picks me up from behind and twirls me around.
When he lowers me down to my tiptoes on my driveway, he turns me in his arms and kisses the mile-wide smile off my face. The one I haven’t been able to erase since earlier today at Gran’s party. His lips crash into mine, his arms wrapping tightly around my waist. I cling to him as he dips me backwards in an over-the-top display of affection.
I know exactly what he’s doing. I can already read him like a book. Grayson wants to officially kiss me in public. He wants all of Haven Harbor, and soon all of Reed Point, to know that I am his.
When my head falls back, his lips find my neck and he sucks hard, latching onto my sensitive skin.
“Grayson, you’re going to give me a hickey!”
He groans. “Damn right, I am,” he says when he unseals his lips from my skin. “And I’m just getting started. Just wait until I get you inside and strip you out of everything you’re wearing. There will be 20 more.”
Grayson lifts me in his arms and throws me over his shoulder. I laugh, smacking his ass as he hauls me through my front door. My pulses races at the thought of having marks all over my body from Grayson—knowing they would be there, under my clothes.
He takes my keys from me and unlocks my front door, slamming it shut behind us and carrying me straight to my bedroom. He lowers me onto my bed and makes quick work of our clothes. He leaves me lying there as he rounds the bed, flicking on the lamp on my nightstand. My eyes soak him in—his pecs, smooth and hard, his abs, the lean V-shaped muscle that points toward a thatch of light blond hair and his erection, already hard and proud and jutting straight ahead. When he turns, my mouth waters at the sight of his perfectly smooth, round ass.
He’s the most beautiful man in the world.
Every inch of him is toned, golden brown and hard like granite, and he’s crawling up my body with the naughtiest look in his eyes.
“We’re not a secret anymore,” he says, nuzzling his nose into my neck. My back arches and my chin tips to the ceiling to grant him better access. I bite my bottom lip to keep from moaning when he plants open-mouthed kisses down the side of my neck. “But that doesn’t mean I’m not willing to lock you in this bedroom for the next 48 hours and keep you my dirty little secret for a little while longer.” He drags his nose up to my ear and sucks the flesh into his mouth.
I shiver against him, groaning my approval. I’m not going to argue. I’m just not sure 48 hours will be enough.
“I’m sorry I pushed you away,” I say, playing with the short blond strands at the base of his neck. “I just needed to sort things through in my head, but I… want you, Gray. I want you more than I’ve ever wanted anyone.”
He pulls back, runs his hand over the edge of my jaw, then across my bottom lip. The motion is slow and soft, but it’s enough to light my whole body on fire.
“Then tell me you’re mine.” He dips his head down to my neck again, kissing my throat, then down the center of my chest while his fingers run a path to my hip.
My eyes flutter closed, desire taking over my entire body as my hands drift over his shoulders, down his arms to his back, my spine arched as my pelvis seeks out the hardness between his legs.
“Yours,” I breathe when his mouth latches around my nipple, sucking and teasing, licking, and pinching the stiff, rosy peak between his fingers. “I’m yours, Gray.”
My fingers grip his hair from the pleasure he’s giving me, and when he’s done teasing my nipple, his mouth finds mine again in a slow, lingering kiss.
He takes his time, and when he finally pulls back and looks down at me, I place my finger over his lips. He stills. I know I can’t wait another second longer.
As he waits for what I’m about to say, his body relaxes on top of mine, where I like him the most, our bare skin pressed together.
