I want Grayson Harding.
Badly.
As soon as I got home, I shaved, exfoliated every inch of my body, slathered lotion on all four limbs, and waxed my brows and lip.
Men have no clue about the insane process we go through just to be disappointed by them later in bed.
Though I don’t have to worry about that with Grayson because he’s already proven he knows what he’s doing in the bedroom, even while drunk. If tonight goes as planned, he’ll be reminding me all over again.
I put on my favorite black cutoffs, white crop top, and cowboy boots. Then I pull my hair into a high ponytail so the waves can flow down my back. My makeup is more natural than intense, but it’s how I’ve always done it, so I know he’ll like it. As I make my way to his house across the ranch, my nerves are all over the place. It’s just a few minutes before six when I walk onto his porch and knock.
After a few more taps against the wood without him answering, I let myself in. Not surprisingly, it’s unlocked. His house isn’t small, but it’s not huge either. A two-bedroom ranch style that could use some updating, but it’s still cute.
“Grayson?” I call out, then hear water running in the bathroom. He must still be in the shower.
I tap my knuckles on the door and slowly open it. The room is filled with steam, but I see his naked silhouette under the hot water. Fuck, he’s really tempting me, and it takes everything I have not to tear off my clothes and join him.
“Grayson,” I repeat.
“Hey, sorry. Got home late, just gimme one second.”
Instead of giving him privacy like I should, I stand and watch. His hard muscles flex as he rinses the soap off his sculpted body. I bite into my lower lip as I admire his perfect ass. When I hear the water turn off, I snap my attention toward his face.
Grayson grabs the towel as he steps out. Instead of covering himself, he uses it to dry off his face and shake out his hair. He gives me a direct view of his cock, and it’s much bigger than I remember. When he catches me gawking, Grayson smirks and wraps the towel low around his waist.
“Gettin’ a free show, are ya?” He threads his finger through his wet hair, causing water to drip down his chest.
“Pretty sure you gave me VIP access,” I taunt.
He flashes his perfect white teeth as he comes to me. His closeness causes me to back up into the countertop.
“That depends. You have an answer for me?” His large arms come on either side of me, nearly caging me against the mirror.
Grayson’s mouth is inches from mine, tempting me in all the right ways.
“You’re not playin’ fair.” I can’t concentrate with him so close, especially with his hot breath brushing against my skin.
The corner of his lips tilts up into a knowing smirk. “There are no rules when it comes to getting what I want. I play to win, sweetheart.”
I stare at him, trying to form words as my heart races.
“Say the words, Kenzie. Are you giving us a second chance?”
His question is one I don’t even need to think twice about. Not anymore.
“Yes, now kiss—”
Grayson cups my face, and our mouths crash together. I gasp at the immediate intrusion, then flatten my palms against his bare chest. As I part my lips, his tongue dives in, tangling with mine as I seek more.
“Grayson,” I murmur.
“Damn, baby.” He groans, lowering his hands down to my ass to pick me up.
As I sit on the edge of the sink, my thighs wrap around his waist, and I pull him closer.
“You’re driving me insane,” he whispers as he brushes his lips down my jawline. Tilting my head, I give him access to my neck. “You taste so goddamn good.”
I feel his erection beneath the towel and know he wants this as much as I do. Lowering my hands, I grip the towel, but he quickly grabs it and stops me.
“Wait,” he states as if he’s in agony over his own words.
“What, why?” I blurt out a little too harshly. He’s gonna give me lady blue balls.
“I want to properly take you out first.”
Is he joking right now?
“Grayson. Don’t you think we waited long enough already?” I pout like a child who’s just been told they can’t have ice cream for dinner.
“You have no fucking idea, but I promise…you’ll like this surprise.”
I push him back, causing him to stumble toward the wall. Jumping down, I remove the space between us, then wrap my palm around his dick, and he immediately groans.
“I truly believe you’ll like my surprise too.” I smirk, yanking the towel away. Before he has time to deny me, I kneel between his legs and stroke him.