Chapter 16
GRAYSON
“Yes. I try to knock but it seems like your parents are asleep.”
I’m going to hell for lying.
She squints at me. Suspicious. “You’re a terrible liar.”
“Then why are you still standing here talking to me?”
She huffs.
Rolls those big, furious eyes like she isn’t five seconds away from either punching me or letting me back her into that fucking wall. “You’re a fucking creep, Grayson.”
“And you came outside to talk to me,” I remind her, sharp, low, loving every goddamn second of this. “Barefoot. In your sleep shirt. No bra.”
Her face twists – mortified – because she knows I noticed.
Of course I fucking noticed. I notice everything when it comes to her.
“Fuck off, Grayson.”
“What’s wrong, Jess?” My voice drops, low enough to scrape. Low enough to crawl down her spine. “Thought you didn’t care if I looked.”
Her bare feet shift back. One step. Then another. Instinct. Survival. Stupid. Because there’s nowhere to run. It’s me. It’s always going to be me.
“I didn’t come out here for you,” she snaps, arms clutched tight like that’s gonna save her.” I–I thought I heard something!”
“Sure,” I hum, slow, dangerous. “Keep lying to yourself Jess.”
She glares up at me, fiery and furious and everything I want to ruin. “I told you you’ll never have me.”
fucking went still. Is she serious right now?
“Say that shit again, Jess.” My voice drops, low, sharp, shaking with control I don’t have right now. “I fucking dare you.”
She opens her mouth hesitates thinks she’s smart.
“You suck, Grayson.”
–
“That’s it?” I scoff. “That’s what you’ve got left in that pretty little mouth? ‘You suck?“”
She scowls harder. “Get out of my woods.”
I laugh dark, rough, not nice at all.
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“Your woods?” I step closer again, forcing her back until her spine hits rough bark. “Baby, you’re standing in my fucking
world.”
She tries to move sideways but I quickly catch her wrist before she can go away. “Let me go,” she snaps, trying to yank
away.
I pull. Quick. Spin her right back around – back hitting that tree hard enough to shove the air out of her. Hands flat on her shoulders pinning her there.
“Grayson-”
I lean in. Real fucking close. “You hate me Jess?” My thumb brushes against the side of her breast and I fucking love watching her flinch. “Are you sure?”
“Doesn’t feel like hate to me,” I murmur low. ” I think you like me Jess. You want my attention.”
She snarls. “You’re delusional.”
Goddess, I want to fuck her.
I press in
slow–grinding my cock against her ass, letting her feel exactly how fucking hard I am for her. “Feels pretty real from where I’m standing.”
“You’re dirty,” Jess spits, lips parting as I watch her expression twist – furious, wrecked, so fucking fuckable I could lose my mind. “You’re disgusting, Grayson.”
“Yeah?” I rasp against her ear, my hand dragging up her waist – rough, slow–until I’m brushing the underside of her breast again. “Say it slower, baby. You’re shaking like you want me to prove it.”
She jerks, pushes at my chest. “Get off me.”
I chuckle dark, low in her ear. “If I get off, Jess…” I rock,my hips against her harder, filthy – “you’re gonna feel it dripping down your fucking thighs.”
She gasps. “You’re the worst-
“Keep going,” I grin against her neck. “Keep talking dirty to me, sweetheart.”
“Let. Me. Go.” She bites out every word like it hurts.
I press in closer – grind against her ass again, slower this time–like I could fuck her through this thin little sleep shirt if I wanted to. I fucking could.
“Why?” My voice drops, dark, filthy. “So you can lay awake tonight with your thighs pressed tight, thinking about this anyway?”
Her whole body jerks. Nailed it. “Fuck you,” she snaps.
“That’s the plan.”
My free hand slides over her stomach flat, rough–trailing lower. One day,
www.will not stop owning what’s mine. “Tell me
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again how much you hate me, Jess,” I rasp, nose dragging along the side of her neck. “But say it while I’ve got my hand checking if you’re fucking wet for me.”
She squirms. “Grayson–”
“Open your legs baby.”
She jerks hard against me, twisting her wrist in my grip like she’s still got fight left. “Fuck you,” she hisses.
I laugh – low, dark, all teeth. “Thought we covered that.”
Fucking hell. This is better than a dream. My hands hovers down her thigh, right where bare skin meets the edge of those tiny little shorts.
“Wearing these out here like you didn’t want me to touch you,” I rasp, dragging my fingertips just under the hem right along the inside of her thigh. “You’re lucky I’m not ripping them off with my fucking teeth.”
She gasps and moves to slap my hand away – too slow. I catch her wrist easy – pinning both hands above her head now, trapping her completely against the tree.
“I’ll scream!”
“Yeah?” I hum slow, filthy, voice dripping with every sick thought in my head. “I don’t mind a fucking audience, Jessica.” I shove my thigh between hers – rough, controlling–pinning her open just enough. “Stay still,” I snarl. “Or I swear to
fucking gods, Jess, I’ll take this shit further than you can handle.”
“Grayson-“It’s warning. It’s breathless. It’s her last line of pride.
“What?” I rasp against her ear. “Scared?” My nose drags up the side of her neck – slow, sharp, breathing her in like it’s the last clean thing I’ll ever have. Fucking hell – she smells like heat, anger, and every dirty fucking dream I’ve ever had about ruining her.
“Smart girls run, Jess.” My grip tightens over her wrists. But a whore like you?” My voice drops – dark, guttural — right in her ear. “They fucking obey.”
She jerks hard–furious. “You son of a-”
I shove my leg higher between hers – grinding up hard right against that soaked little cunt hiding behind those useless fucking shorts.” Grind.”
Her eyes widened. “W–What?”
“Grind yourself on my thigh, Jessica.” I lean in closer – mouth dragging over her ear–voice like sin dripping down her spine. “Make yourself cum for me, baby
She shakes her head barely. “Grayson-”
“Do it.” My hands slam her hips down – rough, no patience – dragging her against the hard flex of my thigh. “Right here.”
“You wanna act like a brat?” I rasp, breathing harsh against her neck. “Then you fucking earn your attitude.”
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I shove her hips again – hard.
“Grind that pretty pussy on me like a good fucking girl.”
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