disappearance | a novel

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Greyson's hands wandered my body as we kissed, my heart beating erratically as I strained to catch my breath. He growled low in the back of his throat and his skin began to heat up like a fire was growing beneath his skin. I felt his biceps ripple underneath my hand as he ripped through my shirt, sending it to the floor in a heap of little pieces. 

He pushed me up against the wall, holding me up so that I could wrap myself around him. I wrapped my legs around his torso and my arms around his neck as our lips disconnected, his face moving to my neck. I gasped as he sucked on the supple skin, leaving a love bite in its place when his lips grazed my skin, leaving a trail of flaming sparks as he kissed my shoulder.

"Greyson," I said haggardly, struggling to catch my breath. "I want you t-to take me..." As if those were the words he'd been waiting to hear his entire life, he placed his hands under my legs and walked me over to his bed, laying me down. He let me go and quickly ripped off his shirt, revealing his magnificent body, which was glistening with sweat. He leaned down toward me and kissed my chest, taking off my bra in one swift movement as his lips trailed my body. I struggled to breathe as he stopped at the bottom of my stomach, softly taking the skin between his teeth as he unbuttoned my jeans. Taking in the slow movements, I closed my eyes as I felt him kiss my inner thighs, teasing me beyond what I could take. Just as I was going to look back down at him, I felt his hand slip through the delicate lace of my panties...

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"Fuck!" I moaned as I shot up in bed, my breath all but disappeared. I looked around my bedroom, seeing nothing but the usual morning light streaming through my window. Sighing deeply, I ran my hands through my hair and giggled, biting my lip at the thought of the dream I was having. "Shit, Chris," I said to myself as I got out of bed, putting my glasses on and stretching out. When I looked over to check the clock, it was 10:27 A.M.

I mentally sorted through my day, planning out what I was going to do. It was the day of Samantha's bonfire, so I knew that everyone from school was going to be there. I picked up my phone and texted Brody, asking him if he was free today, just to make sure that I had exhausted my excuses to go. Greyson had told me that he'd be out of town with his family this weekend, so I knew that I was sort of on my own for the day.

I hummed to myself as I turned on some music, walking into the bathroom and observing myself in the mirror before brushing my teeth and flossing. I flipped the shower all the way onto hot, stripping down and walking into the steam and hot water, which was extremely relieving. As I scrubbed my body, my thoughts seemed to drift off to the night before. Those wolves had never made an appearance before. In fact, I didn't even know that Pennsylvania had wolves. More interesting than the scene itself was the single wolf that was staring at me just on the other side of the glass. I knew that I should've been scared, but something about him seemed safe; like he was my guardian or something.

I decided not to contemplate it further as I finished my shower, shaving my legs last just because I wasn't in any rush to go anywhere. When I had finished, I stepped out and wrapped myself up in a towel as well as my hair, walking over to the panty drawer and picking out a pair of red lace cheeksters and a bralette to match. Then, I made my way downstairs with my towel still on my head and made a cup of coffee. I stood at the back windows while I drank, observing the paw prints that weren't yet covered with freshly fallen snow. They were quite large, and I was mesmerised with the concept that they came from the brown wolf with the green eyes.

I finished my coffee and shook myself back to earth before walking back over to the island and washing out my cup, placing it in the dishwasher. I then made myself a cup of iced lemon water and made my way back upstairs, setting it on my nightstand and plopping down next to Bailey. When I picked up my phone, I was greeted with a few texts.