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Grant once again removed all those thoughts from her mind as he pulled the shirt he wore up and over his head, showing off his heavily inked chest.
Wow.She didn’t say the words out loud. Grant was … wow. There was no other word for it. Heavily muscled, which was surprising as she had never seen him lift weights. He had lots of ink. She caught sight of a lot of chains, all with different loops that decorated his body.
He took her hand and placed it on his chest. “Do you not like it?”
“Er, yeah, I do. Do they mean something?”
She felt some ridges on his chest, as if they had once been scars, but with the ink, it was too hard to make out.
“I guess. We’re all trapped to a certain degree, right? Chained by the harshness of life. By the secrets we keep. The lies we keep telling.”
She looked at him, a little astounded.
“Or, they’re just hours sitting in an artist’s chair.”
“What is it for you?” she asked.
Aria was starting to see two sides to Grant. The playful boy he portrayed, the one who had no worries or cares in the world. Then there was the kind of man who made statements about life, about secrets and chains. What was in Grant’s life, besides the club, that kept him locked up?
He slammed his lips down on hers once again, throwing her whole body into chaos as he shut her mind down to everything else but the pleasure of his mouth. She had no idea how he did it, but he was a master at control. A manipulator. And in that moment, she didn’t care.
The kiss stopped but the pleasure didn’t, as he once again traveled toward her breasts, but this time he didn’t stop. There was no talking. Just his lips on her tits, sucking at her nipples. He pressed them together and teased the hard buds.
“I could suck these all day long.” Grant pressed his face against the mounds.
Aria moaned as he pinched one nipple, then the other, only to cover them afterward with his lips, sucking each hard bud. She couldn’t think nor focus, nor did she want to. He’d taken over her mind and she didn’t want to fight. Giving into Grant felt like a freedom she had never experienced. There was no stopping it.
Another moan escaped and then his hands started to move down between her thighs. He hesitated and she knew he was waiting for her to tell him to stop or do something, but Aria didn’t say a word. This was different. Grant was different. She had never felt this way with anyone else, and she trusted him.
Staring into his eyes, she felt him flick the button of her jeans. The sound of the zipper echoed around the room, and then his palm pressed against her pussy.
****
Grant ran a hand down his face as he walked Wanda past his brother’s garage, and then headed toward the outskirts of town. Pulling out his cell phone, he found Maddie’s number and dialed. For several rings he waited, and then, when it went to voicemail, he hung up, only to dial again.
He wasn’t going to give up that easily. He waited. Finally, after the third time attempting to call her, Maddie picked up.
“Grant, how are you doing?” she asked.
“What’s it like taking things slow?”
“What?”
“You know, dating.”
“Is this about Aria?” Maddie asked.
“Yeah.”
“Why are you asking me for dating advice?”
“You’re my friend. That’s what friends do, right? They ask shit like this.”
“Yeah, but I’m a woman. Why would you ask me about taking things slow? I’m assuming you mean sex.”
“I mean everything.”
He heard her sigh. “Why don’t you just call Bull?”
