Chapter 12
Twelve
DARCIE
Dancing with Grayson was a lot of fun. He knew his body well and could move it. The rest of the crowd faded away as we danced. The feel of his arms on me was the only thing I focused on.
“Thank you for bringing me here. I forgot how much I needed to dance.”
“You’re welcome, Sunflower.”
“Why do you call me that?” I asked, curious. The other nicknames had been silly and fun, but this one felt different.
“Because you’re like a sunflower for several reasons.”
“Oh?” I asked, fluttering my eyelashes. As was his nature, I expected him to tell me a cheesy reason.
“Like the sunflower, you have a strong base and have risen up despite the harshness of the outside world.” He twirled me, his eyes raking over me as he stared down. “Sunflowers are made up of a thousand little flowers that form together. Each seed is self-sufficient, able to grow wherever it lands. No matter where you go, Darcie, you flourish, leaving your mark on others, much like the pollen of a sunflower.” Grayson dipped me, pulling me flush to him. “Sunflowers are also known to have healing properties, and I see you doing that with the three of us guys.” His mouth moved toward my ear, his voice softer. “But most of all, you attract the sun, making you reflect pure sunshine. You’re casting out the darkness in our lives and replacing it with light.”
His voice tickled my neck, and I gasped. Pulling back, I searched his eyes, wondering if it was a line. Spotting the truth, I hid my face in his shoulder as my cheeks turned red.
“You see me a lot differently than I see myself,” I admitted.
“Hmm. Then I’ll remind you daily until you see it too, Sunflower.”
My heart raced; the emotion was overwhelming. I couldn’t be falling for him this soon. I’d be a goner if I did.
Grayson rocked us, moving to the rhythm of the song. He hummed in my ear, sending vibrations through me. He stepped back, easily falling into a two-step as he twirled and pulled me closer. We danced together flawlessly, our feet in sync. If I didn’t know better, I’d think we’d been dancing together for years.
When the song ended, I had a massive smile on my face. My breathing had increased; my face flushed from the moves. And if I was honest, Grayson.
“Want to grab a drink?” I asked, needing some space. If I kept feeling his body against mine, I’d combust.
“Yeah.” Grayson took my hand and led me through the crowd. I caught a few glances from others, but they mostly kept to themselves. It was a welcomed relief.
“Water?” he asked, glancing back at me when we reached the bar.
“Yep.” He turned back, placing the order. Two waters were placed on the counter, and he slid some cash across, picking them up. His hand never left mine as he moved us toward an open table.
I sighed when I sat, my feet reminding me I was wearing boots. The price of cuteness was steep when dancing.
Drinking half the bottle, I placed it on the table, feeling better.
“Are you having fun?” Grayson asked, staring at me.
“So much,” I said, smiling. I loved the way he stared at me. It made me feel like the only woman around.
“I’m glad. Whenever you need to dance, just let me know.”
“I’ll hold you to that.”
“Good.” He smirked, the movement lifting his eyes. They sparkled, making those butterflies in my stomach go crazy.
Feeling out of sorts, I grabbed the water and finished it, hoping it would cool me off in more ways than one.
“You want to dance some more or head out?”
“Dance?” I asked, not ready to quit just yet.
Grayson stood from the stool, offering me a hand. Placing mine in his, I sucked in a breath as my skin erupted in goosebumps.
I could keep fighting my attraction and the feelings accompanying it. Or I could give in and trust that he’d stay.
The way my body leaned toward him, I knew there was no way I’d be able to keep fighting this. Grayson had a pull over me that went straight from his eyes to my clit and to my heart.
The music changed to a sultry song, adding an extra layer of heat as our bodies moved together. Grayson’s hand slid down my arm, over my shoulder, as he placed it around his neck. I could feel the path his fingers had taken, marking me with his heat.
It felt like magic was in the air as we swayed together. My hips moved, my feet kept the beat, but my focus was on his face, holding his eyes as the world fell away. His hands moved again, creating more paths of heat in his wake across my back.
Spinning, my hair flew out behind me, the bar a blur as it whirled by. At that moment, he and I were the only two people who mattered.
“Laws?” I whispered, needing something.
“I feel it too, Sunflower.”
Nodding, I blinked as I held back tears. The emotions raced through me, overwhelming me as I tried to process them. What was happening between us?
A faster beat started, and we began to move. Our touches were more deliberate as we trailed fingers across one another. The heat built, my breath catching with each twist and turn. When he dropped me, catching me by my neck in a dead drop, I was stunned and turned on.
My body hadn’t hesitated to follow him. It seemed I trusted him instinctively.
His fingers flexed before he lifted me up, bringing our bodies together. The blood rushed back, leaving me dizzy. Grayson kept hold of me, offering me his support. We stayed staring at one another, only slightly swaying.
The song ended, and reality returned. But I couldn’t ignore how magical the world felt. Grayson did that.
“Want to get out of here?” he asked.
I nodded before he finished. There was no more hiding or debating. All the little touches and heat between us had grown to an inferno, and I couldn’t—no, I wouldn’t—ignore it.
His hand grasped mine, a smile on his face as he led us out. An uncomfortable feeling washed over me, the hair on the back of my neck standing as we passed through the bar. I looked around, searching for the cause.
Nothing stood out, the feeling eased, and I wondered if I’d just imagined it.
Movement in the corner caught my eyes, a face that shouldn’t be there flashing in my mind. I stopped, searching the space, but found it empty.
Grayson turned, his brows raising as he assessed me.
“Everything okay?”
“Yeah. I thought I saw someone. But that’s not possible. Just my mind playing tricks on me, I suppose.”
“You sure?” he asked, stepping closer. His hands went to my shoulders, soothing the anxiety away.
Blinking, I nodded. His presence comforted me, calming my nerves.
His cocksure smile returned, and he bent down, kissing me. “Let’s go then.”
The rest of the way out of the bar breezed by, the outside air cooling my skin as we headed to the truck. Grayson opened the door, turning and lifting me into it.
“I can climb up,” I said, giggling at the motion.
“I know. I just like picking you up. Plus, it’s an excuse to put my hands on you.”
He stepped forward, and my legs opened to welcome him in. His hands landed on my thighs, squeezing as he neared. At this height, we were eye to eye.
“I shouldn’t admit this, but I’ve fallen hard for you, Sunflower. I want nothing more than to take you back and show you just how much.”
“Then do it,” I whispered, leaning forward to press our lips together.
He didn’t hesitate, wrapping his arms around me and pulling me even closer. My legs wrapped around him, his body flush against mine.
Grayson kissed me, and I forgot my name. His tongue swirled passionately with mine, his arms holding me to him. Grayson kissed with his whole body. It was intense and magical, pulling me further under his spell.
My hips naturally rocked against him, my body responding to the pleasure he was eliciting in me. A pornographic sound left him, his moan vibrating through me as he grunted against my lips.
“Get a room,” someone shouted, followed by laughter.
Drawing back, we laughed, my head falling to the space between his neck and shoulder.
“Thanks, we will,” Grayson shouted over his shoulder, waving.
Giggling, my body shook as endorphins coursed through me.
Grayson dropped a soft kiss on my forehead and stepped back. Once my feet were secure in the truck, he shut the door and jogged around the front.
Within seconds, he was behind the wheel with his seat belt buckled. The engine started, and he practically bolted out of there, taking a few turns short.
“Careful,” I shouted, my smile a permanent fixture in his presence.
He grunted but slowed, his fingers tapping on the wheel as we drove back to the house. The journey felt longer, our constant looks at one another doing nothing to quell the desire between us.
Grayson parked and reached for me, unbuckling my seatbelt before I could. He pulled me to him, carrying me out of the truck as he marched toward the house.
My arms wrapped around his neck, my feet swinging over his arm as he continued on his journey. He had one destination in mind and wasn’t stopping until we reached it.
The TV was on when we entered. Grayson ignored the guys watching some show as he moved through the house. I waved over my shoulder, giggling.
“Can’t talk, have things to do,” he shouted as he neared his room. He stepped into it, throwing his door closed. In a few more feet, I bounced as he tossed me on the bed, his hands moving to unbutton his shirt. I joined him, kicking off my boots and untying mine.
“Fuck,” he cursed when I sat there in my bra. “I’m half tempted to tell you to keep the rest on. There’s something inherently sexy about you in a skirt.”
I smirked, reaching back to unzip it. Slowly, I pulled the material away, leaving me sitting on his bed in only my panties and bra.
Grayson’s shirt was off, his hands frozen on the zipper of his pants. My cam girl days came rushing back, so I lifted up on my knees and reached back for my bra. Grayson’s chest froze; his breathing halted as he waited for me to undo it.
Unclasping it, I brushed the straps off my shoulders, the cups falling forward to let my breasts spill out. Grayson’s breath returned, rushing out in a whoosh. It seemed to speed up his movements as he yanked his pants down, kicking them away, forgetting he still had on his boots. Cursing, he tried to keep his eyes peeled on me as I fell back to the bed, my fingers teasing at the sides of my panties.
Enjoying the attention, I took my time pulling them off, tossing them to him when he seemed to freeze again. The action kick-started him, and he dove for me, somehow managing to get his pants off.
Grayson’s mouth found mine, his hands moving over my skin. I lost control of what was happening as his touch heated every part of me. My legs fell to the sides, letting him get closer. I wrapped them around him, wanting to feel him even more.
His lips moved down my neck, zipping tingles through me as he sucked and nipped my skin. My hands threaded through his hair, tugging as he traveled over me.
“I’m crazy for you, Sunflower. I can’t decide what I want to do first. You’ve intoxicated me. I’m drunk on your skin, your smell, your touch…”
Grayson punctuated his words with a kiss as he continued down my body, his hands traveling lower. Finding my opening, he speared me, surprising me as he plunged his digits deep into me. My head fell back, my arms gripping him as I moaned.
“You’re so wet for me. That’s the hottest thing in the world, Sunflower.”
He kept moving his fingers in and out, my pleasure ramping up with each thrust. When he pulled his fingers out completely, I whined. It didn’t last long as he sealed his lips to my clit, sucking it as he yanked my thighs up.
I gripped the bedsheets and tried to hold on as the orgasm rocked through me. It hit me hard and fast, taking my breath away.
My thighs shook against his hold, my body tingling all over. I cried out, my voice breaking as I continued to come hard.
He turned me over, lifting my legs as he positioned himself behind me and rolled on a condom. He paused for a second, leaning over to whisper in my ear.
“I’m going to take you hard and fast the first time. I’m so desperate for you that I can’t do it any other way. If you don’t want that, now’s the time to tell me.”
His voice was rough, the need clear in his words.
“Yes. Fuck me hard,” I panted, unable to say anything else.
Grayson’s hands weaved through my hair, pulling from the roots as he drew my head back to his lips. His other hand gripped my hip, flexing against my flesh.
One second I was empty, needing something to fill me and remove the emptiness; the next, he plunged deep, my mouth forming an ‘o’ as all thought left me. He held me to him, letting me adjust to his size.
“You’re doing great, Sunflower.” His hand in my hair soothed my scalp, giving me a momentary reprieve. When I relaxed, he took that as his sign to move.
True to his word, he moved hard and fast, keeping me tight to him. His thrusts were shallow, stretching me as he pistoned in and out. Kissing my cheek, he released my hair and dropped both hands to my hips.
I fell forward, bracing myself on my elbows as he fulfilled his promise. My toes curled, my entire body tingling as he fucked me hard and deep. I was on the brink of waving the white flag, my body at max capacity for orgasms as his fingers tightened, a grunt falling from his lips as he stilled. A breathy moan spilled from him as he came.
My mind was dazed as I tried to regroup. My body felt like it had been through an intense workout. Muscles I didn’t know I had hurt; my body was truly well spent.
Grayson turned me over, pulling me into his arms. He kissed me softly, his hands brushing against my arms.
“We’ll clean up in a second; I just want to hold you for now.”
I nodded, enjoying his embrace. I sighed happily, relaxing fully in his arms.
“Are you sure that was okay?” he asked. I could hear the hesitation in his voice, making me want to soothe all the doubt away.
“It was perfect, Laws.”
His eyes sparkled, and he bent down, kissing me again.
True to his word, a few minutes later, we got up, taking a quick shower to rinse off. I laughed as he played around the whole time, the jokester returning.
I was learning that there were multiple facets of Grayson Lawson, and I was eager to know them all.