Rude - Grayson Dolan

13 - "soft kisses"

Warning: dirty/smut

Angela

The hallway was dark as I wondered down it, my soft hand trailing along the rough wall and I made my way towards Grayson's room. My breathe was heavy and I could hear the loud thump of my heart as I thought about what could happen once I walked into the room where Grayson lay sleeping. I wanted to give him every inch of me and I hoped he would take it.

When I reach his door, my fingers clasp the doorknob and my tuck my hair behind my ears as I think about what will happen next however I push all thoughts behind. Don't think, I remind myself as inhale a deep breathe.

Twisting the doorknob the door opens and I walk inside to see an empty bed, the cover messily sprawled out and a single pillow lies on the floor.

Furrowing my eyebrows I wondered where he is, looking around his room, my arms outstretched in front of me as the dark room made it hard for me to see where I was going. The clear door to the balcony is slightly open and I slowly walk towards it, feeling my heart beat in my fingertips as I see a dark figure looking out to the breath taking view.

"Angela." Grayson says when I step outside into the cold yet bearable wheather as he leans over the gate, his back towards me and he only wears his black boxers.

His eyes travel my body as he turns around to face me, his Adam's apple bobbing when he gulps, taking in the sight of me and I try to keep my head up, using all of the confidence I have. When his lips part to speak again and I lift my index finger to rest on them to stop him speaking.

"Don't say anything." I whisper as I drag my finger down onto his bottom lip and I feel his heavy breathe fan my hand before I drop it to my side. "Just kiss me." I beg and I step towards him, my feet stepping between his and I delicately place a hand on his jaw as he looks down at me. "I want you to kiss me."

Before I can open my mouth to speak again he places his lips onto mine and I am immediately caught in his trance, mesmerised by the softness of his lips, the sharpness of his jaw and the roughness of his stubble. My lips move against his and he moans as I teasingly bite his lip before his tongue collides with mine. My brain became cloudy and I felt lost, without thoughts or wishes just lust, passion and maybe even danger. His hand squeezed my waist as the silky fabric against my skin began to feel heavy and I desperately wanted to take it off.

"Touch me." I whispered as I broke away from the heated kiss, our breathes filling the air and he held my dainty wrists in his large hands.

"Not here." Grayson replied, before holding his hand agaisnt my cheek and kissing my lips once more.

At this moment I didn't care where we were as Grayson's skin was against mine I felt the need and the want of having him and I knew that only he could make he feel this way. Feel this toxic yet glorious urge be touched, feel my own heart beat around my body as his lips devoured me and I lost myself completely by his touch.

"Let's go inside." He spoke softly and I nodded as he lead me into his bedroom, the lights still of and I just about see his silhouette.

Inside the atmosphere felt even hotter as his hands rest on my hips before trailing down to the hem of my nightgown and my core throbbed as he seductively looked at me. When his fingers begin to pull the thin material up and over my head I stood naked in front of Mr Dolan, the richest CEO, however my nerves had already disappeared.

"Touch me." I plead, placing my hands on his biceps before I pull him towards me and his dark features wonder my smooth body.

As I felt his fingers on my skin, I shuddered and I leaned towards his neck to plant soft kisses up toward his jaw before his hands made their way towards my entrance and my knees began to buck. Letting out a shaky breathe as his finger grazed my clit, I rested my head on his shoulder and I felt myself weaken by his touch.

"Lay down, baby." Grayson whispered in my ear and my cheeks blush at the nickname in which he had given me.

I do as he says and I lay flat on my back on the bed, my eyes looking up to the ceiling as my breathing picks up. I was too nervous to look down at what he was doing. I try to push away of my insecurities as his finger swipes between my folds, Grayson now leaning on the floor, his face inches from my core.

I sank further into the mattress as he began to tease me with the tip of his finger and I can feel the warmth of his breathe on my thighs as he keeps them open with his other hand. Gulping, I twist the duvet with my hands when he enters his index finger and he looks up to me, biting his lip before showing me his infamous smirk.

My breathe leaves my mouth in soft pants as he begins to quicken the pace and I can feel the ridges of his fingers as he enters another finger to which grows the pleasure and the laced in my stomach. I was speachless as he leaned over my body, lifting his knees to rest beside me and he roughly kisses my lips as I bring my hands up to hold his jaw. His tongue slipped into my mouth and I felt myself collapsing under his body as the pleasure became too much.

"Grayson." I breathe, breaking the kiss and he keeps pumping his fingers in and out of me as I grip onto his shoulders blades.

Moaning, my back arches and I close my eyes as I curl my toes, my legs shaking and I feel myself becoming undone as the knot in my stomach tightens.

"Cum for me." Grayson whispers and I breathlessly press my head back as his fingers bring me so much pleasure.

"Mr Dolan." I gasp as my hips rolls and I release the tight knot in my stomach as I shiver at the feeling.

My eyes slowly open as he pulls his fingers out of me before lifting them to his lips and sucking them as his eyes stare into my own. I feel empty as he pushes himself off of me and walks towards his walk in closet, his boxers clinging to his hips as I lean down to pick up my nightgown and slip it over my body, not bothering to put my panties back on.

"Did you sign the contract?" Grayson asks from his closet and move to sit at the edge of the bed, my eyes wondering to the mirror that reflects him changing. I felt guilty for watching him dress however I couldn't help myself watch him and I knew he had done it on purpose.

"Yes." I answer as my eyes longer on the way his v-line disappeared into his black suit trousers before he throws on a plain white shirt. "Why are you getting dressed? It's 2 in the morning." I point out and I push myself off of his bed as I begin to walk towards his closet however he turns the light off before walking out, his feet beside mine and his chest almost touching mine.

"I need to sort something out." He says as he begins to button his shirt up and I can't keep my eyesight away from his muscled stomach while he walks around his room, pulling socks out of a drawers and tucking his shirt into his trousers.

"Oh ok." I wonder what he needs to sort out even though it's none of my business.

"I'll pick you up after work." His voice sounds rushed as he picks up his black blazer which was slung over a golden cushioned chair and he shoves his feet into a pair of his work shoes after putting his socks on.

I watch him leave me and I almost feel disappointed because after what we had just done he left me. Although I knew Grayson would never be the man to stay with a girl after he has done something sexually with them, somewhere deep down I thought maybe it could be different.

Rolling my eyes I close the door in which he hadn't bother to close and I turn to face the bed again, the covers looking so inviting and I can't help but crawl inside. The covers smelt like him, his musky, manly scent which I had fallen in love with.

[a/n: first smut part and many more to go

- what should Grayson and Angela's ship name be? And do you ship them?

- if you have any edits of Grayson and Angela please DM them to me on Instagram! I really enjoy them, they're really good (:

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- El]