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Story: Her Vagabond Heart
“How is it?”
Because I was a tease, I let out a low moan. “Mmm, it’s delicious.” I moved closer still. “Wanna taste?”
His eyes darted to mine, heat flaring. “Excuse me?”
It was like a demon had got hold of me and without thinking it through, I closed the last whisper of distance between us and raised my face to his. “I said, do you want a taste?”
The moment hung between us, like a tightrope. It could go either way. But Grayson didn’t pull away. My heart hammered painfully hard against my ribs as he slowly lowered his head, pausing just a breath away, teasing me. Then his hand slid into my hair and his mouth was on mine, his tongue tangling with mine. Fuck, it was hot. The way he kissed, with a slow, intense thoroughness, had me melting against him, my body on fire. He was all hard muscle and an iron grip.
The crowd surged, someone jostling into me, and Grayson pulled away, his breathing ragged, his eyes blazing. I licked my lips, savoring the taste of him. It was fucking incredible, and I wanted more, so much more.
“Stefania,” he murmured, his voice low, making me shiver.
“Yeah?” God, I was so breathless.
“What are you doing?”
Pulling myself together, I gave him a slow smile. “Having fun.”
He didn’t smile back, his face serious, his eyes locked on mine. It was intense and overwhelming and I was a second away from kissing him again, just to escape it.
Okay, so my favorite saying is ‘feel the fear and do it, anyway’. It’s usually a good rule for life, although it can definitely get a girl in trouble now and then.
With that thought in the back of my mind, I reached up, my fingers playing with his tie, tugging gently. “Tell me something.”
“What’s that?”
“Did you come here in your limo?”
“I did.”
“Well, that’s perfect. Ask me why.”
“Why?”
He was putty in my hands. “I’ve always wanted to have sex in a limo.”
His gaze intensified. “Is that a fact?”
I nodded. “It is.”
“You’re outrageous.”
“Thank you!” There was the flash of that dimple when he smiled, and I was ready to close out the deal. “So, how about it? You gonna take me for a drive?”
His hand slid around my waist, pulling me against him, making my breath hitch. “Absolutely.”
Oh. My. God. I don’t think I’d really expected him to say yes, but now that he had, I felt a rush of excitement and I couldn’t wait.
“Right now?”
Grayson nodded. “Right now.”
“Well, alrighty then.” I downed the last of my Screaming Orgasm and grabbed his tie again, giving it a gentle tug. “I just need to help the guys pack up, then I’m good to go. Will you wait for me?”
“Yes. Then we’ll go to your place.”
I frowned in disappointment. “My place is five minutes away. You’re planning a quick session, then?”
Because I was a tease, I let out a low moan. “Mmm, it’s delicious.” I moved closer still. “Wanna taste?”
His eyes darted to mine, heat flaring. “Excuse me?”
It was like a demon had got hold of me and without thinking it through, I closed the last whisper of distance between us and raised my face to his. “I said, do you want a taste?”
The moment hung between us, like a tightrope. It could go either way. But Grayson didn’t pull away. My heart hammered painfully hard against my ribs as he slowly lowered his head, pausing just a breath away, teasing me. Then his hand slid into my hair and his mouth was on mine, his tongue tangling with mine. Fuck, it was hot. The way he kissed, with a slow, intense thoroughness, had me melting against him, my body on fire. He was all hard muscle and an iron grip.
The crowd surged, someone jostling into me, and Grayson pulled away, his breathing ragged, his eyes blazing. I licked my lips, savoring the taste of him. It was fucking incredible, and I wanted more, so much more.
“Stefania,” he murmured, his voice low, making me shiver.
“Yeah?” God, I was so breathless.
“What are you doing?”
Pulling myself together, I gave him a slow smile. “Having fun.”
He didn’t smile back, his face serious, his eyes locked on mine. It was intense and overwhelming and I was a second away from kissing him again, just to escape it.
Okay, so my favorite saying is ‘feel the fear and do it, anyway’. It’s usually a good rule for life, although it can definitely get a girl in trouble now and then.
With that thought in the back of my mind, I reached up, my fingers playing with his tie, tugging gently. “Tell me something.”
“What’s that?”
“Did you come here in your limo?”
“I did.”
“Well, that’s perfect. Ask me why.”
“Why?”
He was putty in my hands. “I’ve always wanted to have sex in a limo.”
His gaze intensified. “Is that a fact?”
I nodded. “It is.”
“You’re outrageous.”
“Thank you!” There was the flash of that dimple when he smiled, and I was ready to close out the deal. “So, how about it? You gonna take me for a drive?”
His hand slid around my waist, pulling me against him, making my breath hitch. “Absolutely.”
Oh. My. God. I don’t think I’d really expected him to say yes, but now that he had, I felt a rush of excitement and I couldn’t wait.
“Right now?”
Grayson nodded. “Right now.”
“Well, alrighty then.” I downed the last of my Screaming Orgasm and grabbed his tie again, giving it a gentle tug. “I just need to help the guys pack up, then I’m good to go. Will you wait for me?”
“Yes. Then we’ll go to your place.”
I frowned in disappointment. “My place is five minutes away. You’re planning a quick session, then?”
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