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I doubt that.

It’s late at night when I get home, and a dark figure is sitting on the porch. I keep my keyring in my hand, the keys poking out between my fingers.

The man stands, turning beneath the light enough that I can see his face.

Grayson nods to the keys in my fist. “Planning on shanking anyone?”

“I was thinking about shanking you, actually,” I say, tone teasing and light as I unlock the door to the building. “What are you doing here? You weren’t out here waiting for long, were you?”

“A couple hours.” He stuffs his hands in his pockets as he follows me into the elevator, and I hit the button for my floor.

“Grayson! You should have called me. I would have told you when I was going to be here.”

He shrugs as the doors slide open to my floor. “I’m willing to wait for you.”

It feels like there’s more to his words than I care to unpack right now, so the moment I unlock my door and drop my things inside, I rise on my toes and kiss him.

Grayson’s hands fall to my hips, hauling me against his body as he kicks the door shut. One of his hands leaves me long enough to lock the door before it’s back on my body, slipping beneath my shirt.

Tingles race across my skin, radiating from his touch outward. I moan as his tongue slides along the seam of my lips, encouraging me to open my mouth.

My hands roam up his chest before sinking into the hair at the nape of his neck.

Grayson sighs into the kiss as it turns soft and slow while we walk through my apartment, making our way to my bedroom.

He flicks on the light, stepping back as his gaze rakes up and down my body.

I keep my gaze locked on his as I reach for the hem of my shirt, pulling it over my head. I toss it to the side before my thumbs sink into the waistband of my shorts.

Grayson reaches out, stopping me. He kneels in front of me, kissing his way across my lower stomach while his fingers fumble at the button.

When he finally undoes it, he takes his time sliding the shorts down my legs, kissing my thigh with every inch of skin he reveals.

Arousal pools between my legs as he stands and pulls off his own shirt.

I pull his shorts down, leaving him in nothing but black boxer briefs that show off every inch of the cock straining toward me.

Grayson swallows hard, tension crackling in the air between us. “I don’t know if I’ve ever told you how beautiful you are.”

“I think you tell me all the time with the way you look at me.” I step closer to him, taking my time to commit his muscles to memory as my hands climb higher up his body.

He groans, leaning into my touch. “You drive me crazy. You know that?”

“That’s a really nice way of saying that I irritate the living hell out of you at times.”

He chuckles, lips skimming over my jawbone. “Yeah, it was, wasn’t it?”

I laugh, but it turns to a moan as he sucks on the sensitive skin beneath my ear. “You’re not going to spend all night teasing me, are you?”

His fingers skim over my clit, pressing through the silk and rolling it in a circle.

My hips rock into his touch as his mouth returns to mine. Our tongues tangle as he pulls my thong away from my body. His fingers push into me as he walks me backward toward the bed, each step causing more friction between us.

He groans and twists his fingers, driving them deeper before he pulls out to lower me to the bed.

He hovers over me, his tongue tracing patterns on my skin as he kisses his way down my body.

Grayson’s hand squeezes my thigh as he lifts my leg up over his shoulder. He nips at my inner thigh, getting closer and closer to my pussy but never quite touching it.

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