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If he catches my ogling, he ignores it as he reaches for the bottom of my shirt, too. He pulls it off, and he spots the black bra I wore today. I didn’t think I’d actually end up in a man’s hotel room tonight, so I didn’t put a whole lot of extra effort into my choice. It’s just a simple black bra from Target, but his eyes still heat when he reaches around to unhook it. He pulls it off and tosses it to the side, and he ogles me for a few beats.
And honestly?
The way he looks at me makes me feel like I’m the fucking queen of the world.
He clears his throat, and he glances away from me and out the window for a few beats.
“You okay?” I whisper, unable to actually make my voice work.
“Yeah. I just…need a minute.”
My brows dip. “For what?” That’s definitely my naivete and inexperience talking.
“Well, if I keep looking at you like that looking at me like that, I’m not gonna make it to the big show.”
“The big—ohhh,” I say, cutting myself off.
“Exactly. The big O.”
I giggle. He really is pretty funny.
He gets up off the couch and turns toward the window for a beat before looking at me again. “Why does this feel different?”
I shrug and twist my lips a little. “Because it is different, Grayson.”
He narrows his eyes at me. “I just…don’t understand why. I don’t even know you.”
But you do.
I can’t bring myself to say the words. Instead, I stand and walk over toward him, trying not to feel the vulnerability that comes with walking topless through the room. He pulls me in against him when I get close enough. “Sometimes things just don’t make sense, I guess.”
He lowers his mouth to mine again, and he kisses me slowly. Sensually. With tenderness and abandon at the same time.
He stops the kiss first, and he grabs my hand. He leads me into the bedroom, and he literally sweeps me off my feet and sets me down on the bed. He heads over toward his suitcase perched on a rack to the side, and he grabs a condom out of it as I kick off my shoes.
He kicks his off, too, and then he walks back toward me as he slides the condom into his back pocket as if he’s saving that for later—as if he has other plans first.
He flicks the button on my jeans before he lowers them down my legs along with my panties in one fell swoop, and I’m suddenly naked on his bed.
And I feel…
Not nervous.
Not vulnerable.
Not awkward.
I feel free. I feel beautiful, as if the way his eyes are set on me is making me beautiful. I feel like the only woman in his world with the way his attention is focused solely on me. And it makes me feel confident and sexy…two things I don’t know if I’ve ever felt before in the same space, and just because of the way he’s looking at me like he wants to devour me.
I wait for him to make a move as I lie there, his gaze moving over the contours of my body as if he’s deciding what he wants to do.
A shiver rushes down my spine.
He takes a step toward me, and he circles my ankles with his fingertips. He yanks my body until I’m at the edge of the bed, and then he kneels down on the floor between my legs, pushing my knees open as he rests my ankles on his shoulders.
Oh my God.
He’s going to do it.
