Chapter 7 #2
I was taking a chance, but it was one I simply had to take.
I took another step closer, closing the gap between us.
I looked down at her, then carefully brushed a strand of hair from her face before lowering my mouth to hers.
I feared she might pull away. She didn’t.
Instead, she wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me back with the kiss of all kisses.
My hand fell to the back of her neck, and I gently pulled her closer.
A shudder ran through her as she opened her mouth to me, giving me full access to delve deeper.
Our tongues tangled, our bodies tensed, and I knew then one kiss would never be enough.
Just as things were starting to get heated, Kiersten placed her hands on my chest, ending the kiss as she pulled back and inhaled a deep breath.
As she slowly exhaled, she muttered, “Come inside and close the door.”
I did as she’d asked, and as soon as the door was closed, Kiersten looked up at me and asked, “You said you came here about me. What does that mean?”
“I think you know.” I brought my hand up to her face and gently ran my thumb across her bottom lip as I said, “The question is... did I make the right choice in coming here?”
“I’m not sure what you mean.”
“I don’t do the whole relationship thing, Kiersten. Don’t even know if I’m capable, but since that night in the bar, I haven’t been able to get you out of my head.”
Her eyes were fixed on mine as she whispered, “I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you either.”
“So, what are we going to do about that?”
“I guess there’s only one thing we can do.”
The words had barely left her mouth when she was back in my arms, and we were kissing once again.
Damn. She felt fucking incredible. I’d watched my brothers fall for their ol’ ladies.
I’d seen the way they’d move mountains to have them.
At the time, I didn’t get it. I thought they were crazy to get tied down to just one woman, but now, I finally got it.
Everything about Kiersten, from her sheer will and determination to her dark brown eyes and warm smile had me spiraling in ways I never had before.
She’d caught me in some kind of spell, and I’d let myself get drawn in.
Now, the time had come for me to decide what I was going to do about it.
I could take a chance with her or walk away before things got even more complicated.
The decision might’ve been easier if it didn’t feel so fucking good having her back in my arms again.
I pulled back from our embrace and said, “I’m gonna fuck this up. ”
“Maybe. Maybe not. There’s only one way to find out.”
“You need to be sure about this. You’ve got a lot on the line here, and I...”
Before I could finish, she whispered, “Country, stop. I’m sure. I want this just as much as you do.”
“No, Country is for my brothers. When it’s just you and me, call me Grayson.”
“Grayson,” she whispered.
Unable to wait any longer, I slipped my arm around her waist and drew her closer as I lowered my mouth to hers.
I couldn’t believe how good she felt in my arms like her body was meant to be next to mine.
When she inched her way closer, I was done.
I delved deeper, tasting her, teasing her, driving us both crazy with need.
I felt a smile creep across her lips as hands slowly drifted over my chest. She knew she was getting to me, and she liked it. “You’re an evil, evil woman.”
“What can I say?” she purred. “You bring it out in me.”
“Is that right? Well, let’s see what else you’ve got.”
I lowered my hands to her hips, carefully lifting her.
The second I took a step forward, her legs instinctively made their way around my waist. My breath caught when she grazed her center against my throbbing erection.
Knowing there was just a tiny piece of fabric between us was driving me to the edge, and hearing all of her little moans and whimpers sent need rushing through me like a fucking wildfire.
I feared if I didn’t extinguish the burn, it would completely consume me.
When we finally made it up to her room, I carried her to the foot of the bed and slowly lowered her feet to the floor.
Those beautiful wanton eyes met mine once again as I warned, “This isn’t going to be like it was in the bar.
I’m going to take my time with you. I’m going to fuck you long and hard, and when I’m done, I’m going to fuck you again. ”
As soon as the words left my mouth, she pulled her t-shirt over her head and stood before me with her perfect, bare breasts and black lace panties, waiting for me to make my move.
Damn. I’d never seen a more incredible sight.
From head to toe, the woman was absolute perfection.
Just looking at her made it difficult to keep it together, and seeing that spark of eagerness only made it more difficult as I kicked off my boots and removed my shirt.
I dropped my hands to her waist and slowly lowered her sexy little body onto my bed.
Impatient for more, her hands quickly dropped to her hips as she slowly lowered her panties, inch by inch, down her long legs.
Her eyes never left mine as she kicked them off the bed.
She lay there, her naked body sprawled across the bed as she waited for me to come to her.
“Do you have any idea how beautiful you are?”
“Show me.”
“Oh, I am. You can fucking count on it.”
With that, the dam broke, and all my resistance was washed away.
I had to have her. I let my eyes drift down her body, and her delicious curves called to me as I lowered myself down onto the bed next to her.
I watched the goosebumps rise along her skin as I began to trace the slope of her breast with my fingertips.
She was perfect, every damn inch of her.
My mouth moved to her neck, kissing and nipping gently at her soft skin before traveling to her collarbone and then her breast. I rolled my tongue around her nipple and watched with satisfaction as her back arched off the bed, silently pleading for more.
I glided my tongue along her stomach ever so slowly, trailing kisses here and there as I settled myself between her legs.
I hovered over her, teasing her with the heat of my breath on her sensitive flesh.
She arched her back and shifted her hips as she pleaded, “Grayson, please.”
“You want my mouth?”
She nodded.
“Say the words, Kiersten.”
“Yes, Grayson,” she rasped.
Without waiting a second longer, I lowered my head between her legs and ran my tongue ever so slightly across her center, teasing her, tormenting her as she squirmed beneath me.
Damn. Everything about her had me burning for more.
I never dreamed I could want anyone like I wanted her.
She gasped and her back arched off the bed as I pressed the flat of my tongue against her clit.
I loved seeing her come apart, knowing that I was in complete control as I watched her body respond to my touch.
I wanted to make her come undone. I wanted to hear all of her little gasps and whimpers again and again as I pushed her to the edge of her release.