Rude - Grayson Dolan

17 - "laced fingers"

I wanted to update tonight as loads of you wanted an update Wednesday so I skipped studying for you guys haha also please read the AN at the end thankyouu!

WARNING: smut/dirty

Angela

My heart pounded against my ribs and the feeling echoed all over my body as Grayson led me to the exit, not caring where he was taking me. As long I was with him.

I didn't bother to tell Christina or Ethan I was leaving, I guessed they knew as my mind was only concentrated on the Grayson's back that was towards me and the way his hand held tightly onto mine. Trying to keep up with his large steps, we push past dancing bodies as the door comes into view and I finally let out a breathe that I didn't know I was holding as Grayson's car comes into view.

Opening the car door, Grayson's climbs inside the car and I slip inside with him before closing it behind me, butterflies flying around my stomach. After Grayson tells the diver where to go, our lips connect instantly and I squeal as he pulls my legs towards him so that I am now laying underneath him, his legs straddling me as his large hands hold my thighs.

"I thought you had business to finish." I whisper as I wrap my arms around his back and his lips kiss my neck as his chest presses against mine.

"I did." Grayson confirmed almost too fast, as though he didn't want to talk about the business that he had attended. "It's finished."

A smile dangled on the corner of his lips as my mind began to wonder whether is was for work or not. It seemed completely insane to be pushing him to tell me and I knew that I would still want him to be here with me if he had been with someone else before.

I felt paralysed. Completely frozen as his hand was teasingly over my red laced underwear and I felt my pulse quicken.

"Not now." I gasp, looking over to the taxi driver who's eyes are fixed onto the road however the thought of someone else being in the car with us as Grayson touched me in such a way made me feel dirty.

"Fine." His teeth nipped at my goosebumped skin before sitting up straight, leaving me still laying on seat.

Sitting up along side him, I push my dress back over my legs and I attempt to steady my heart beat however my pulse echoes around my body from my toes to my head. I watch his chest rise and fall, his hands clenched in tight fists as though he's angry or annoyed.

Without thinking I reach my hand towards his, my fingertips trailing down his inner wrist before tracing over his strong and to laced my petite hand with his. Grayson's thrown off guard as I can see his eyes burning into my head and closing watching my hand against his, however I choose to not look at him as I turn to face the dark street of London.

It was darker than I thought it would be at half twelve, though I had gotten used to the sky in New York and I simply felt like a stranger in my own hometown. The taxi drove too fast for my liking, but I kept my mouth shut knowing that I'd rather get to the hotel quickly as Grayson and I's moment was spoilt by the third man in the car.

A soft smile rises onto my lipstick stained lips as I feel Grayson's hand tighten around mine, giving it a gentle squeeze and I return it, loving this side of him. I had never seen a side of Grayson where he is so vunerable and so small, I felt as though I was in control as his eyes still stared at our joined hands even though we were centimetres apart before his thumb draws small circles on my hand.

When the taxi pulls out of the hotel, I open the door with a squeak as Grayson pays the taxi driver and telling him to keep the change. With Grayson's hand reattached to mine again, we walk up towards my hotel room and the sexual tension grows dramatically, the put in my stomach growing intensely.