He gave me adrenaline, passion and thrill. I just didn't know at what cost...
When small town girl Mia Thorpe moves to London to begin a new life, the last thing she expects is to fall head over heels for the charming yet mysterious Grayson Cooper...
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Grayson lifts me effortlessly, pulling me up against his firm body in a quick, liquid movement. My lips are drawn to his, the taste of him crippling my body. The feel of his strong hands against the bottom of my bare thighs is intoxicating. In return, my arms fly around his shoulders, taking him into my whole embrace.
I feel hot, this feels hot. But I love it. And I need it.
Running my hand through the soft hair of Grayson's, I can't help but groan as our lips gently part.
"As much as I love that dress on you," Grayson breathes, staring into my eyes, my heart viciously thumping against my chest. "I want to rip it off."
I laugh through a pant. My head dips against Grayson's chest, dizzy from his movements. Dizzy from his words.
And I prepare myself for what's next.
I hadn't thought about going all the way with Grayson. Not yet anyway. But everything inside of me right now is telling me to do so. That this is the right time.
Is that what he wants? I think it is. Is it what I want? As much as the sensible part in me is telling me no, the other, more dominant part, is telling me that this is everything I could want right now.
Grayson consumes me like nobody else ever has, he makes me weaker than weak, and there's no denying how he makes me feel like nothing else matters when I'm with him.
I want this.
As if reading my thoughts, Grayson walks me over to his large bed, placing me gently onto the edge and motioning between sucks and bites against my now swollen lips.
His breathing is hard and intimate. When I clasp my palm against his firm jaw, he grazes his hand up my thigh and under my dress.
Holy shit.
My body is a shaking mess. My insides crash with what feels like a fireworks display on New Years Eve. This is really going to happen. I'm going to go all the way with Grayson.
And I couldn't feel better about it.
Not one doubt fills my mind tonight.
Grayson brings his hand to the hem of my dress and slowly pulls it upward, my underwear slowly revealing from under the silk material. In return I gasp, the cool air startling my exposed legs.
"You sure you want to do this?" Grayson asks, his soft, kind eyes supporting me with whatever choice I decide to make.
I watch him for a moment, my mouth ajar. I watch the gorgeous man in front of me to whom I'm about to give myself to.
But I nod. I am ready for this. I want to be closer to Grayson, so much closer than I've ever been to him before. The electricity between us is too strong, too goddamn powerful, and right now there is no part of me that can resist him.
