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I desperately want him to touch me, to kiss me, to do it without hesitation. I know this is a terrible idea, but for the life of me, I can’t remember why when he is so close to me, so close I can almost taste him. My very being is singing for him.
“Tell me you want me, Nora,” he whispers, his voice husky and hissing onto my skin like the embers of a fire. The playful hatred we once shared has dissipated into something much more tangible and real, something filled with passion and hunger.
I suck in as much air as my body will allow, placing my palm flat to his chest, I look up at him. “I want you to kiss me.”
He doesn’t hesitate taking my mouth with such a fever it knocks the wind from my chest. His kiss is bruising, claiming. It’s everything I love about the way he kisses me.. His tongue dances with mine, and he groans, deepening our kiss further. My hands drift to the back of his neck urging him closer, demanding he take more. His hands slide down to my waist, as he gently bites my lip just as footsteps alert us to someone coming into the kitchen.
We break apart like two magnets being repelled from one another as Liam rounds the corner of the kitchen, shouting back at Jess about a cup of tea. In a desperate attempt to act casual, I grab the tea towel and dry an already dry plate in the hope that Liam didn’t notice anything. Grayson is hunched over the sink, staring at the bubbles, his chest heaving. My heart thrums in my ears so loud that I can barely hear a thing. The thrill surging through my body is indescribable.
Liam doesn’t give anything away. In fact, he barely looks at us, completely oblivious that he almost caught us kissing. He walks over to the kettle, flicks it on, grabs two teacups, and asks us if we want one too, then asks me to make them before he leaves us alone again. Usually, I’d have a smart-arse comeback for him, but I’m still struggling to breathe.
“Nora.” Grayson says my name with such desperation that my stomach flips and I can’t tell if it’s a good flip or a bad one. I’d planned on coming in here to set things straight, but it seems neither of us can stay away.
Focusing on the plates in front of me, I pick them up and put them away, only to be caged in once more by Grayson. My body responds immediately, searching for more of him as his stubble grazes my ear and neck, making me shiver with desire. I lean back from him, my brows furrowed.
“God, you’re hot when you scowl at me,” he mutters playfully.
“I can’t help it. I feel like you disarm me,” I whisper.
“Oh, yeah?” He leans in, licking a flame right from his devil tongue across my collarbone, weakening my resolve and my ability to stop him and my body responds with delight.
Morals? Gone.
Self-control? Vaporised with one lick from him.
My will to stop him? Non-existent.
When Grayson touches me anywhere, he leaves a scorching trail that makes me desperate for more. He makes me want to be reckless, and I’m not used to that feeling.
“I don’t want to fight this anymore. Come on Nora, be bad with me. You know you want to,” he purrs into my neck.
This man has the match. He lit it and now I’m on fire for him.
Chapter 20
Grayson
TryingtoescapeJessand Liam turned out to be relatively easy. They’re so wrapped up in each other, I think they were grateful I was leaving. I told Nora to make excuses, and I’d wait for her in my car.
Something seriously snapped in my head when she came into the kitchen. When I realised that she wasn’t trying to avoid me at all, but wanted to be around me, fuck, that was it. I couldn’t stop myself lunging for her any more than I could stop myself breathing.
Twenty minutes pass by, my fingers impatiently tap my leather steering wheel, the sound of my chunky silver ring on the leather. I worry my bottom lip, thinking she’s changed her mind; that she doesn’t want me like I think she does.Fuck, I’ve read it all wrong.
Lost in my thoughts, I hadn’t noticed her step out of her front door, but when I do, I let out a sigh of relief. She’s still wearing leggings and now a black hoodie. I’m not sure how she looks so fucking good all the time, but she does, especially when she’s relaxed like this.
My car door opens, and she tentatively climbs into the passenger seat. Her breathing is erratic, like she’s terrified she’s going to get caught any second. I lean over, grab her face and smash our lips together, taking another searing kiss from her pillowy lips. We break apart, both filling our lungs deeply.
“How did you get away?” I ask when I finally catch my breath.
“They were getting handsy, so I sent them up to bed. No one needs to see them desperate for each other. Teenagers, I swear.” She laughs lightly.
“They won’t notice you’re gone?” I already know the answer. There is no stopping those two once they’re together.
She scoffs and pins me with a look that saysreally?
“Let’s go.” I rest my hand on her thigh. It feels natural to touch her like this. She’s in my space, so I don’t hesitate. I just do it. I’ve come to the conclusion that I’m done resisting Nora Scott. I want all of her and she wants me too.
I drive the short distance to my place. We’re both quiet, apprehensive even about obliterating the line we’re going to cross again. I want her to understand how much I want her and that I don’t want to hurt her, but that I can’t make her any promises because I’m not sure what the future holds for us. Is that considered progress from a playboy? Likely not, I have no fucking idea and no point for reference here.
