Page 135 of When Darkness Calls

“Then work for it.”

I push against his shoulders, moving back on the bed. He’s still kneeling on the floor staring at me with so much lust and reverence.

“Dani,” he chokes, but I shush him.

“Touch me. You’ve left me wanting for long enough. I think it’s time you pay up.” I smiled at him encouragingly.

And he returns the favor with that beautifully real—entirely authentic smile that he has. Lopsided, bright, and so fucking genuine it makes my heart swell, and chest warm.

Grayson moves leisurely onto the bed, crawling up my body, caressing, kissing, and murmuring praises.

It’s so different from the times we were together when he was Shadow, but yet that same tone of worship, wonder, and amazement is still present. He takes his time to map out each of the things that makes my body tick, ratcheting my need for him higher and higher.

Each light touch, a lit match thrown into the fire stoking deep in my core.

“You are so beautiful, Dani.” He kisses my lips softly.

“So strong.” His lips trail my jaw before he rises above me, eyes scanning across my face, my hair, my body pinned beneath him, and settling on my gaze in veneration.

“I can’t get enough of you. Your words, your mind, your fire. You’ve ruined me in the best way.”

I blush at his words, looking away from the intensity in his eyes.

“No, no. I want your eyes on me at all times. Understood?”

I nodded, but he tsks. “No. I want your words. You’ll say yes, or no—” he whispers, kissing my neck.

“—more, harder—” He sucks gently on the skin below my ear, and I whimper.

“—or slower, softer.” He nuzzles the spot where my throat meets my shoulder.

“Our first time will be perfect, and every other time after. You’ll tell me what you want, or don’t want, because your pleasure is mine. And there is nothing more erotic in the goddamn world than watching you fall apart for me, Dani.”

I’m boneless. He hasn’t even touched me yet, but his words, his mouth exploring my skin, the promises he utters wrap my mind in bliss.

“Okay, Grays,” I sigh as he sucks on the spot he was nuzzling.

“That’s my good girl. Now sit up for me, I wanna undress you this time.”

My shirt is thrown across the room, my bra following it soon after, as well as my leggings.

I’m lying across the bed, surrounded by blankets and pillows smelling like him, but nothing quite like the source as he looms over me. I inhale deeply, calm and comfort washing over me.

His fingers tease me, just above the waistband of my panties, lips grazing over my collar bone down to my nipples. Grayson’s tongue darts out, circling the hardened peak lightly.

“Grays?” I murmur against the top of his head.

“Hmm,” he hums, lips wrapped around my nipple. I moan, back arching. He smirks up at me.

“Please touch me.”

His eyes fluttered looking up at me, a dazed expression on his face.

I can feel the tickle of his fingers floating across my hips, down the inside of my thigh before sliding beneath the elastic of my panties. He groans, dropping his head against my chest at the feel of me on his fingertips. I hiss as the pad of his forefinger drags against my slit. Sparks of arousal shooting along my nerves.

“So soft, so fucking wet for me. You’re perfect,” he murmurs, kissing each of my breasts. “Perfect in every fucking way.” He leans up kissing my lips softly. “I’m not missing the chance to taste you this time, Doll.” He grins, kissing beneath my breasts, my ribs, and my hips.

I lean up on my elbows watching him pull my panties to the side. Grayson licks his lips rubbing his thumb up and down my center, circling my clit before starting the torturous action again.