“Jesus, Kenzie. You’re a real-life fantasy come true.” He wraps a hand behind my head.
I lick my lips, then pull him into my mouth. The way Grayson’s head rolls back combined with the deep rumble of his moan has me more than eager to please him. His thick veins and velvety-soft shaft have my panties nearly melting.
“You feel so goddamn good, baby. Fuck, I bet you’re wet right now, aren’t you?” He gazes at me, and I happily nod as I play with his balls.
Hollowing my cheeks, I speed up my pace as I suck and stroke him. Grayson’s hand tightens around my ponytail, and he grunts. His body tenses, and I know he’s close. “You have a hot little mouth, sweetheart. Shit, I’m gonna—”
I nod, and he comes down my throat. Grayson’s burst of curse words and groans make it even hotter. Releasing him, I lick my lips and swallow all of him down.
“Christ, woman.” He lifts me to my feet, then spins me around before I realize what he’s doing. “Bend over and plant your hands on the counter. We don’t have much time if we want to get there before sunset.”
I do as he says and yelp when he shoves my shorts and panties to my ankles.
“Spread those beautiful thighs, baby.”
Grayson squeezes my ass cheeks apart as he dives in and sinks his tongue along my slit. The intrusion nearly has me blissfully flying to the ceiling.
“Oh my God,” I pant, arching my back.
Grayson smacks my ass as he flicks my clit, then sucks it hard between his lips.
“Don’t stop,” I beg.
Moments later, he shoves two fingers inside me and moves his mouth toward my tight hole. “So sweet and wet, just like I knew you’d be.”
“Grayson, please.”
“Not gonna lie, hearing you beg for me drives me so damn wild.”
“I’m so close.”
“Come on my tongue, baby.” He removes his fingers, then sinks his tongue back inside me while pinching my clit.
I don’t know if it’s the years of buildup or if Grayson just knows how to please a woman, but I’ve never come so fast in my life. Tingles shoot up my spine as my muscles tense, and an orgasm erupts through me. I didn’t just fall off the edge; he pushed me with so much intensity, I can’t feel my limbs anymore.
“Holy…” I pant out, slumping against the countertop.
Grayson pulls my panties and shorts up, then spins me around and lets me taste myself on him. “Give me five minutes, and I’ll be ready to go.”
“I don’t think I can walk,” I mutter.
He chuckles, giving me one more kiss. “Don’t worry, I’ll carry you.” Grayson winks before leaving me hot and aroused in the bathroom.
Chapter Eighteen
GRAYSON
I guide Kenzie out to my truck with the taste of her still lingering on my lips.
Fuck, that was the hottest moment of my life, and I’ll be riding that high till the day I die. As much as I wanted to bring her to my room and treat her right, I had to get us out of there before we missed everything I planned.
“You made us leave so we could come to the B&B?” She glances out the window, then flashes me a confused look. “Where my father works?” she adds, and I chuckle at her unamused expression.
“Gimme a little credit.” I hop out of the truck and walk around to her side, opening the door. “Just trust me.”
I extend my hand out, and Kenzie takes it. Then I lead her around the back of the B&B to the steps.
“Where are we going?” She furrows her brows as we climb up.
“You’ll see…almost there.”
There’s a third-floor balcony that can only be accessed from the two windows at the top.
“We’re crawling through them?”
I chuckle, opening them wide. “It’s just a couple of steps out. You’ll be fine.”
“If you seduced me up here just to push me off the roof, I’ll come back and haunt your ass,” she threatens.
“I wouldn’t expect anything less from you, honestly.”
Holding her hand, I help her step over the windowsill, where she sees her surprise.
“Grayson…you set all of this up?”
On the balcony, a picnic with her favorite foods and wine has been set up. And from this vantage point, we have a perfect view of the ranch and sunset. “Sure did. Thought we could use a quiet evening to talk.” I stand next to her and gesture for her to sit.
“Wow, I haven’t been up here since I was like thirteen. Knox and Kane convinced us all it was haunted, so none of us girls wanted to risk it. That was after Riley fired a water balloon at me when I was standing underneath.”
I chuckle, uncorking the bottle of Cabernet. “Sounds like him.”
“Oh, it wouldn’t have been so bad if he hadn’t filled it with green Jell-O. My hair smelled like limes for three days! Little shitheads.”