Chapter 23
23
Grayson Hawk
Skye’s body wiggles as she tries to break free and I offer her ass another slap. Each time she freezes, like the shock of it has momentarily taken over and then she is right back to wiggling around like she has fire ants in her pants.
Stepping outside Ruby’s I pause and move off to the side. Carefully lowering her to the ground I walk her body backwards until she’s pressed to the outside wall. “You think this is funny?” I point to my brow.
“I mean.” She is fighting her smile and it’s making it hard for me not to kiss her. What I’ve come to realize very quickly is that the attraction I feel for Skye is so much deeper than physical. “Yeah, it’s pretty funny.”
I wasn’t even mad, I think the shit is funny myself. It’s not the first time I’ve had a prank pulled on me. However, it is the first time a teenage girl outwitted me, but all in all, it’s hilarious.
I had a blast last night, no it wasn’t what I’d pictured for a first date but it was so much better. I don’t remember a time I’ve ever felt so comfortable.
“Maybe we should shave yours too.” I widen my stance to lower myself, bringing our mouths closer together. “So we match.”
“I’ll pass.” Her words are a breathy whisper as her gaze drops to my mouth.
Last night feeling her body pressed to mine, her hand on my chest, her head in the crook of my neck, I’d never done that with any woman before. I never had the desire to.
It felt natural with Skye, like we’d been doing it forever.
Leaning a little closer I skim over her lips with my own but pull back before I kiss her. Grinning when she leans forward chasing me and I move back.
And when she pouts, I’m not even sure she realizes she’s doing it.
“It’ll grow back,” she tells me as if that is why I’ve teased her.
“I know.” I brace my hands on the wall at each side of her, caging her in.
“Everyone is going to start wondering where we are.” Just then the door opens and a couple girls walk out followed by a guy. They look in our direction, then continue on.
“I think we’re good,” I assure her, closing the distance and pressing my lips to hers. Instantly her hand comes up and she fists my shirt at my waist. I love the way her lips feel, so soft. And the cute little noises she makes when I deepen the kiss. Almost like a whimper, or a moan.
“You still worried about everyone else?” I ask, whispering against her lips. She shakes her head and I smile, moving back in for more.
I can taste the sweetness of her fruity drink as I drag my tongue along the seam of her lips.
She dips her hand beneath the hem of my shirt and her fingertips drag over my bare waist. Chills cover my back and I lower my arm, gripping her hip and pulling her body closer to my own.
Damn I could do this all night. She’s incredible.
Letting my palm slide over her hip, around her back and then down to cup her ass, she nips at my lower lip.
Grinding my hips to hers she gasps when she feels how hard she’s making me.
“We should stop,” I tell her though it’s the last thing I want to do. But this isn’t the place. I’m sure hooking up in a dark alley or even the cab of my truck would be hot, but it’s now how I want to start things off with us. She deserves more.
“Are you sure?” she asks me, sucking softly on my lower lip.
“No,” I confess, making her laugh. “I’ll probably want to kick my own ass in about five minutes but I know if we don’t stop now, I won’t be able to.”
She lifts her gaze to meet mine.
“Against the side of a building is not how I want to remember our first time.” It dawns on her and she gets all shy on me once again. “This is not a rejection babe, this is a pause until later.”
She nods, understanding that we will be picking this back up sooner rather than later.
Taking her hand in mine, I link our fingers and offer a little tug. Side by side we reenter Ruby’s and I ignore the curious looks from all the guys, and from Scarlett.
What happens with us is only for us.
Me: You still awake?
It’s almost one in the morning and I can’t sleep. Our night was cut short when we stumbled into Skye’s place to find Tori and her friend Rachel on the couch watching a movie.
Skye was under the impression that they were staying at Rachel’s, but that wasn’t the case. Because as Tori stated, she is a girl and girls change their minds, often.
Asking Skye over to my place was an option but considering Tori has referred to it as my whore house too many times, it felt wrong.
Skye: Shouldn’t you be sleeping? You have work in less than six hours.
Me: Not tired. Missing you too much!
I wonder after a few minutes if I’ve gone too far. Then my phone vibrates in my hand.
Skye: The girls are asleep, with the television playing. If you’re quiet you could sneak in?
I read it three times to make sure I’m not imagining things. Then I’m up off my bed, grabbing my keys and moving toward the door, not even taking the time to put on a shirt.
Again my phone vibrates in my pocket when I pull my apartment door closed.
Skye: Not interested?
Was she insane?
Me: I’m outside your door.
A few minutes later her front door slowly opens and all I can do is stare. She stands before me in a tiny pair of shorts, a barely there tank top, and her hair hanging down around her shoulders.
Reaching out, she takes my hand in hers and pulls my inside. Glancing over I see Rachel and Tori asleep on the couch, the television still playing.
Moving passed them I’m led down the hallway to Skye’s bedroom where she shuts the door and flips the lock, before rotating around to face me.
I notice the way her eyes roam over my bare chest and waist before she reaches out and glides her palm over me.
My legs grow weak and instead of crumbling to the floor I grab her waist and lift her as her legs wrap around my hips and I carry her toward the bed.
“You sure about this?”
“Yes.” There is no pause. “Yes,” she repeats and I lower her to the bed, covering her body with my own.
She trembles beneath me as I kiss along the side of her neck. “I’ve dreamt about this,” I confess, not caring if it makes me seem like a pansy. “Feeling you,” I whisper near her ear. “Tasting you.” Licking along the shell of her ear she whimpers, her fingernails digging into my shoulders. “Are you sure you want this?”
“So sure.” I wait for her to open her eyes as I watch her. “I’ve dreamt of it too.”
It’s all I need to hear, there is nothing to stop us, no one to interrupt. If I’m exhausted tomorrow, it will be completely worth it.