ADRIANA

 

Grayson’s kisses leave a trail of fire behind them, as he follows the line of her jaw, over her collarbone, paying particular attention to the sensitive area at the base of her neck. She breathes in deeply as his expert fingers dip into the softness between her thighs.

 

She gasps at his touch in her most intimate of places. His mouth covers her nipples, first one and then the other, circling them with his tongue, scraping his teeth against them, making her pussy ache with want for him.

 

“You’re so beautiful, Adriana.” Grayson looks up at her, and she feels the heat of her blush spread across her face. “It’s a little late for shyness, isn’t it?” He looks at her with that gorgeous smile of his that makes her stomach flip over.

 

She doesn’t think that she’d be able to reply—even if she had something to say. The way his fingers are stroking her slit is making it difficult to think about anything else, let alone form sentences.  Grayson must see how turned on she is as she lifts her hips to him, squirming against his fingers and riding them as he teases her clit. He covers her mouth with his, invading her lips with his tongue, possessing her completely.

 

Adriana moans against his mouth, her fingers grazing the hard muscles of his pecs and then his abs, as she allows her hands to wonder down towards his happy trail.  His erection is hard against her hip, and the knowledge that he’s as turned on as she is drives her crazy. She grasps hold of his shaft, feeling how swollen with need he is, and she starts moving her hands up and down the length of him.

 

As they touch each other, Grayson leans over her, pulling her bottom lip and biting it playfully. The action crosses the line between pleasure and pain. It’s exactly what she needs; it’s the catalyst to her explosion.

 

“Come for me, Adrie. Let go.” His whispers spur her on as his fingers sheath themselves inside of her, making her buck and cry out as her orgasm overtakes her. “That’s it, baby.” Grayson holds her to him as she shakes from the force of her climax, kissing her head softly and tenderly.

 

She looks up at him from under heavy lids, satisfied but nowhere near done yet. She smiles at him coquettishly and wriggles out from underneath him. “I love you.” She kisses him deeply, as she maneuvers herself to lie on top of him. “And I love your cock.” She raises an eyebrow at him as she takes him between her hands, guiding him towards her entrance, slick with her own juices.

 

 

“You have no idea how much it turns me on to hear you say that.” Grayson looks at her with eyes burning with desire.

 

“Say what?” Adriana looks at him in faux-innocence. “That I love your big, hard cock? That I love it when you’re inside of me?” She watches his appetite for her play across his features, and she wonders if she’ll ever get used to how damn gorgeous this man is and that he’s hers. “I want you to take me; I want you to love me.”

 

Grayson locks eyes with her, his hands on her hips, guiding her slowly down onto his shaft. She gasps as his tip enters her and then the rest of him inch by delicious inch. They don’t take their eyes off each other, as Adriana starts to move above him. She feels him penetrating her, again and again, filling her up.

 

“Adrie, God I love you.” Grayson reaches up to cup her face. His fingers trace the bruise that still hasn’t quite disappeared from her cheek, and she sees his expression darken.

 

“Stay here with me, Gray. Don’t go there.” She watches him, pulling him back from the dark place that he goes when he’s reminded of what happened to her and how things could have ended so differently.

 

She leans over him, her hair creating a curtain around them as she kisses him hard, sucking on his lip and distracting him from his gloomy thoughts. Her hips start moving faster, and Grayson picks up on her change in rhythm, driving into her harder.

 

They’re both moaning in pleasure at the exquisite contact. She tightens her pussy’s hold around his shaft, and she watches as Grayson’s eyes bulge. “Holy shit, Adrie.” He grabs hold of her hips and flips her over so that she’s underneath him. He circles her clit with his thumb, as he buries himself in her again and again.

 

Adriana squirms underneath him, arching her back and pushing up against him to allow him to get even deeper inside of her. “I’m close, Gray.” She can barely breathe she’s so turned on.

 

“Come with me, Adrie.” His words stimulate her—in time with his fingers and his cock—and she feels herself rising up and up and up. Pleasure overtakes her as she climaxes, crying out.

 

Grayson follows her a split-second later, calling out her name as he spurts inside of her, clutching her to him. Grayson collapses on top of her, breathing hard and planting soft kisses on her lips and along the remnants of the bruise on her cheek.

 

“I love you, Adrie.” He whispers the words against her lips. Now that they’d started to say it, it was like neither of them could say it enough.

 

“I love you too, Gray.” She wraps her arms around him, feeling languorous and satisfied beyond measure.

 

“I don’t think I’m ever going to get tired of having you here, in my bed.” Grayson smiles down at her, looking at her as if she were the best thing he’d ever seen.

 

They hadn’t been able to get enough of each other—despite spending every day and every night since the fight wrapped around each other, barely inches apart. They have barely surfaced from Grayson’s bedroom for anything but food and water, and Adriana could safely say that she could have stayed like that forever.

 

But the time has come for the most momentous event in their relationship to date, more than her being taken and used as leverage over Grayson and more than him almost being beaten to within an inch of his life in the ring to save her. This moment was going to be more impactful than everything else they’ve been through; she was about to meet Grayson’s family.

 

“What are you so nervous about? They’re going to love you.” Grayson is lying in bed watching her as she flits about the room, trying and failing miserably to keep her cool.

 

“How do you know that? You can’t know that!” Adriana knows that her voice is verging on hysterical. However, knowing that Grayson’s mom and sister are on their way from the airport is bringing out that side of her.

 

Grayson smiles ruefully and opens his arms to Adriana. She goes to him automatically, as if her body is no long under her control. She sits on the bed, and he envelops her in his embrace. With that, it feels like all the tension is seeping out of her.

 

He whispers in her ear. “They’re going to love you because I love you.” He lifts her face up towards him and kisses her deeply, his tongue exploring her mouth so deliciously she feels her knees begin to wobble.

 

Absently, she wonders if she’ll ever get used to the effect that he has on her. She wonders if she ever wants to. “It’s just…it’s the first time I’ve ever done the meet the parent thing. I don’t have much practice.” She shrugs her shoulders, wishing that she didn’t sound quite so small.

 

“I’m glad that this is important to you.” Grayson rests his forehead against hers. “It is for me, too.” He kisses her again, deeper this time. His hand starts to draw ever decreasing circles on the smooth skin of her back.

 

She feels her body responding to him and the tingling start between her thighs, as he touches her. She knows that now isn’t the time to let herself go, not when his family is about to arrive. “Grayson, you don’t play fair!” She wriggles out of his reach, laughing. “I’m not going to meet your mom for the first time from your bed.”

 

“But you’re so beautiful when you’re lying in my bed.” Grayson throws her one of his deadly winks and ducks as the cushion she’s just thrown at him goes sailing over his head.