Grayson slowly starts to leave kisses down my neck and one of his hands starts to slip up my shirt.
"Tell me if you want me to stop." He says against my neck before sucking on my sweet spot.
My breathing becomes heavy as he does this. I can feel his hand slowly reach further up my shirt until he reaches my bra.
He lifts his head from my neck and looks me into the eyes, as if asking for permission. I nod.
Grayson pulls my shirt off my body and proceeds to leave tiny kisses down to my chest.
He leaves tiny hickeys here and there. I know for sure that he left one on my neck. That's gonna be fun to hide.
Not.
He finds another sweet spot which causes me to let out a small moan. I feel him smile against me as he continues.
I tug on his shirt, signaling him to take it off. He sits up, straddling me, and pulls his shirt from over his head, revealing his abs.
Holy shit.
He leans back down and attaches his lips to mine, his tongue lightly touching my bottom lip.
Riiiiinnnnngggg. My phone starts ringing which startles us. I only stare at it as it lays on the small coffee table in front of us.
"You gonna get that?" Grayson asks in a low voice, staring directly at me.
I thought about it for a second. "Nah, it can wait." I laugh nervously.
Grayson gives a devilish smile and reconnects our lips. He then grips underneath my legs and lifts us off the couch, my legs wrapped around his waist as he carries us to his bedroom.
We reach his room and he lightly placed me on his bed, never breaking the kiss. He doesn't hesitate to remove my pants, leaving me in only my bra and underwear. Grayson also removes his sweatpants.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" Grayson asks, looking me in this eyes.
Do I?
"Yes, I want this." I assure him.
