Grayson's Heart

Chapter Seven

I sat still as she kissed me, in total surprise that she had. Her hand traveled up my chest to the back of my neck before threading through my hair.

She crawled into my lap and pulled away slightly so her lips hovered over mine. "Touch me Grayson."

I reached under her and threw the pillow that I had sat on my lap to hide my hardness from her when she had bit her pencil. I wrapped my hands around her hips and pulled her hard against me.

I stretched my leg out as far as possible and slammed the door shut.

Unable to resist I thrust my hips into her and reveled in her soft moan and the tightening of her hand in my hair. I picked her up and gently laid her on my bed. I braced myself on my elbows and nestled my hips between hers.

I kissed her roughly and she kissed back just as hard, our hips moving in sync with each other. She shifted beneath me and I pulled back. "What's wrong?" I gasped out. She smiled deviously, "nothing." She grabbed the collar of my shirt and yanked me to her mouth.

Her legs wrapped around my waist and pulled hard. "Fuck Em," I might as well have growled. My body was literally shaking with the need to feel her bare against me.

Damn teenage hormones.

I squeezed my eyes shut in an attempt to gather enough self control to not rip her clothes off.

"Are you okay?" She breathed out, pushing her hips harder. I shook my head, "define okay." I said to her in between kisses.

"What's wrong?"

"I want to be inside of you so fucking bad," I choked out pushing my hips into hers. She moaned again throwing her head back into my pillow.

She pushed away and began to pull her shirt off. "Em, as much as I want you naked we need to slow down," I said softly. She nodded reluctantly. I rolled off her and winced as my hard on rubbed against the zipper on my jeans.

"I'm gonna go take a shower," I rasped. "Okay, I'll be right here," she said, still out of breath.

Ten minutes later I walked out the bathroom in my towel to get clothes. A panic stabbed my chest when I noticed the empty bed and her missing back pack. I quickly pulled on basketball shorts and a t shirt before racing downstairs. "Where did Emerson go?" I asked my mom when I reached the kitchen.

"I'm right here," Em said as I turned around. "I thought you left," I said. "I told you I wouldn't," she said smiling.

"Em is going to stay for dinner, is that okay mom?"

"Of course," she said smiling and winking at me. Just as I turned to Em the front door flew open and Olivia ran in with a few of her friends. "I'm home mom!" She shouted. "So this is the infamous little sister I've heard about," Em said smiling. I held out my hand for her to take and relaxed when she slipped her hand into mine.

"And you must be the girl that has my brother running around, acting a fool," Liv said.

"Oh shut up Olivia," I snapped. Her, her friends, and even Emerson started laughing. "Oh ha ha," I said which only seemed to make them laugh even harder.

I rolled my eyes and made my way into the living room. I dropped onto the couch and sighed.

Em dropped down next to me. "Awww, did we hurt your big manly feelings Gray," she teased, pushing close to my face. I didn't reply. "We did didn't we? I'm so sorry I injured your manly ego. It wa-"

I cut her off with a kiss. "Were you saying something?" I asked smiling and arching my eyebrow. "I wa-" I planted my lips on her again. "Sorry you were saying?" I asked laughing. "You-"

Yet again I cut her off with a kiss. This time when I tried to pull away she wrapped her arms around the back of my neck.

I grabbed her waist and lifted her into my lap. I trailed a kiss down her throat and a deep need and instinct made me suck her skin into my mouth. "Gray!" She whisper shouted. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry," I said resting my head against her.

"I-you have a hickey," I said apologetically. She sighed, "it's fine, I'll just have to use scarves."

A little giggle caught my attention and I looked up at the entryway.

All of Liv's friends stood watching me and Emerson. Em immediately tried to climb off me but I held her. "Em I have a bit of a problem," I said looking down at my lap. "Oh boy," she said as she glanced down.

My basketball shorts did nothing to hide the lump my d!ck made.

"We need to hurry before Liv or my mom come in," I groaned. "Okay, I'm gonna get up and you run upstairs to...take care of that. I'll distract your mom."

She counted to three and jumped off me. I took off up the stairs and I heard the girls giggling.

Once I made it to my room I shut the door. About ten minutes later my door opened. "Dinner is ready," Olivia said. Thank God my problem was resolved before she walked in.

I followed her downstairs into the kitchen. I took my seat next to Em as she looked over. I winked as my mom sat for dinner and she planted a kiss on my father.

I noticed the longing in Em's face as my mom kissed my dad. I grabbed her hand tightly.

"So are you from Chicago Emerson?" My mom asked. And the inquisition begins. "Um no, I'm from Michigan."

"Oh I love Michigan!" My mom said happily

"What do your parents do?" My dad asked her. I tensed but Em answered calmly. "My mom passed away a few months ago. I moved here with my dad for his job opportunity. He's an aeronautical engineer."

"I'm sorry about your mom sweetheart," my mom apologized, glaring at my dad.

The doorbell rang and I made my way to the window. "Well, you're about to meet the family Emerson," I said.

Her eyes widened in fear. "They're gonna love you," I reassured her, smiling.