Page 15 of Whisper


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“Chaos is where I thrive, Sofia,” he murmured into my ear, his breath hot, his voice low. “Your heart is racing. Are you scared?”

“Of you?” I replied. I could feel my heart beating hard in my chest. “Never.”

“Good,” Grayson murmured as his hands began to roam over my body. His touch was electric, his fingertips leaving a trail of fire as he slid his hands down my back. I leaned into him, wanting more, craving more.

“Grayson, let’s find a corner,” I murmured, my words laced with desire as our bodies continued to move to the pulsating beat of the music. I couldn’t wait anymore. I was done with his teasing. I could feel his hard body against mine, the outline of his erection through his pants.

He grinned mischievously, his eyes darkening with passion. “Sofia, we don’t need a corner. Remember, the Blades own all of this.”

The realization hit me like a tidal wave, and I felt a thrill rush through my veins. This was their territory, their world. They could do as they pleased with it.

We could do as we pleased with it.

“Right,” I whispered, feeling emboldened by Grayson’s reminder. “We own this place.”

“Damn right,” he agreed, pulling me closer until our bodies were pressed tightly together. Our lips met in a deep and passionate kiss. He tasted like beer and mint and salt. I wanted him so fucking much.

“Let me see you, Sofia,” Grayson murmured against my lips, his hands moving to the bottom of my shirt.

“Only if you let me see you too,” I replied, surprised at the timbre in my voice. I sounded parched for him. He undressed me slowly, his nails raking against my skin with tenderness. It was nothing like the night before–there was desire here, sure, rawness.

But this was slow.

He was savoring this.

I was savoring this.

It was a dance of its own, one filled with tenderness and longing, and I felt my heart swell with affection for the man who had become my rock in this wild, lawless world.

As each layer of clothing fell away, he took the time to look at me with what looked like reverence.

As if I wasn’t already burning for him.

“God, Sofia,” he breathed as he traced a fingertip along my collarbone. “You are so incredibly beautiful.”

A shiver went down my spine. I had never felt quite as beautiful as I did when I was with these men. The intensity of Grayson’s gaze would’ve made me self-conscious before this, but now…I leaned into it. I leaned into him.

He kissed me deeply, passionately. His tongue warred against mine in my mouth as he pressed his body against me, his arms encircled around my waist. I practically gasped when he pulled away from me.

“Do you want me inside of you?” he asked, emerald green eyes shining.

“Yes,” I moaned into his ear.

Grayson clamped his hand around my waist and pulled me against him, his erection hard against my stomach. He was still wearing too many clothes, even as the warmth of our bodies pressed together.

He unzipped himself and I clawed at the waistband of his pants, which slid down his long legs easily. “Good,” he said. “That’s what I wanted to hear.”

Grayson’s hands slipped deftly around my ass, and he lifted me up easily as if I weighed nothing. I wrapped my ankles around his waist and moaned as his lips found mine again. He was good at this; the angle might’ve been tricky for someone else, but he was holding me up with such ease that I felt like I could stay like this for hours.

It felt like I was floating.

I moaned into his mouth as he began to walk through the dance floor, toward a wall. He pinned me against it with ease then reached down to align himself with me. After a second, he let me slide down his body until gravity took hold.

My first instinct was to spread my legs so he could access me, but Grayson held me steady with his strong arms. With one swift movement, he slid inside me and I gritted my teeth as he filled me up.

He pressed his forehead against mine. “You good, Sof?” he asked breathlessly.

“Yes,” I said. “Yes.”

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