~°~ AVAILABLE NOW ~°~Homecoming (Secrets & Lies #1)

A little bit of Homecoming

Homecoming (Secrets & Lies #1)

~°~ AVAILABLE NOW ~°~ Homecoming Excerpt: “Okay.” I sat up. “You need to stop touching me while you’re lying on top of me.” He propped himself up on an elbow, sliding his big, hard hand up my leg. “Why is that?” He asked, not stopping his caressing, it caused my heart to beat faster and harder. “Baby.” He leaned back to kneel in front of me, putting his hands on the sides of my face. “I will not fuck you right now.” I nearly swallowed my tongue at his words. “Soon I will take you, but I’ll give you some time to get used to the idea.” With my heart in my throat, I was shocked by the confidence in his tone. He kept talking, enjoying watching me squirm. “Soon, I’m going to lay you down right here and kiss every inch of this hot body. I’ll take my tongue and stick.” “Stop,” I interrupted, putting my hand over his mouth. He grabbed it, kissing my palm. “You like that, don’t you? Me telling you what I’m going to do to you.” God, yes. What was wrong with me? He leaned into me, so I ended on my back again, he laid on me; his weight felt so wonderful. His lips started to run up around my neck, his hand trailed up my stomach bit by bit, pulling my shirt up to expose my red lace bra. I loved sexy underwear; it had always been an obsession of mine. Sometimes the sexy underwear I bought I never even worn. “You’re exquisite. I’ve waited a long time to see you laid out like this.” What? Had he? He started sucking my nipple through the delicate fabric while squeezing the other. I groaned as he ran his thumb tenderly over my other nipple. His touch felt fantastic. It had been so long since I’ve been intimate with anyone, I couldn’t believe I was letting this happen. The more he touched me, the more I felt something build inside me. Oh God, this was not happening right now. “You have to stop,” I cried out as I grabbed onto his shoulders, forcefully digging my fingers into him. Unable to stop myself, I wrapped one leg around his waist, grinding myself against his leg to help ease the delicious ache. With the throbbing slowing down, my heavy breathing eased up. Embarrassment flowed through me. Please tell me I did not just do that. “Holy Christ, did you come?” Grayson pulled away from my breast. I pushed my face into his chest nodding. “Fuck me... That was hot,” he exhaled into my hair, holding me close in his arms. “What?” I asked, raising my head and stared into his eyes. He stared back shifting his body to the side of me, he took one hand off the bed and ran his hand through his short hair. “You came from me sucking and tugging on your tits; you were so turned on, so responsive so…” “So embarrassed,” I blurted out. “Willa,” he began as I tried to scramble out from underneath him “Wait, hold up!” He pinned me to the mattress. “I feel like a complete slut right now. I’ve been home for two minutes. Now here I am in your bed where I just had a fricking orgasm… happy?” I was mortified by my behavior. “Fuck yeah, I am.” He grinned, I could tell he was pleased with himself. I covered my face with my hands. “Baby, look at me.” I did as he asked. “Please, can we just not talk about it?” “Listen to me, you’re not a slut, okay? We’re not strangers.” I kept my hands over my face. He pulled my hands away. “Willa, stop hiding.” “That was the first orgasm I’ve had that wasn’t self-inflicted,” I whispered. “Fuck me… I want to see that so bad right now,” he told me, with lust burning in his eyes. I laughed. “Grayson, please be serious. I’m so embarrassed I mean… I told you that… ugh, God.” Could this get any worse? “I’m more than serious. The last thing I want to hear is you being embarrassed. You were with idiots, but I couldn’t be happier right now. “Are you aware how fucking sexy you are? Didn’t think that could be possible. Knowing that I can make you come so easily. Knowing that I’ll be inside of you, tasting you, knowing where to touch you to get you off. Multiple times because I’ll make sure of it. Jesus, you skyrocketed off the fucking charts, baby, and it was hot as hell.” God, his words are vocal orgasms, how did he do that? “I’m sexy?” How is this happening right now, the one man I’ve fantasized for my entire life has my panties damp? I needed to tread carefully with this. “No, this can’t happen. I haven’t been home a day yet. I’m freaking out right now.” Was I that woman? Hopping in his bed and agreeing to be with him. Okay, okay, I know he is gorgeous, and yes, he is really gorgeous, why shouldn’t I have some fun. No this can’t happen. I’m panicking right now. “Holy shit, relax. Willa we are going to happen, and it's okay. I wanted you. When I saw you at the hospital. I knew I had to have you and what just happened, I know we would be off the charts. I won’t let you analyze this, so stay out of your head. I promise you this is not bad. Fast? Yes, but not bad.” He pushed me back again and splayed on top of me. “God, you’re so cute. I love that you don’t even know how sexy you are.” Love? Did he say, love? He kissed me hard, deep. His tongue searches for mine in a searing kiss as his hands roamed and groped. Our hearts pound from the contact. He felt so good, so right. “Okay, okay, we need to stop.” He sat us back up, causing me to giggle at his frustration. “Are you hungry? I’m worried that you haven’t eaten,” he asked concerned “What’s the time?” I asked. “Eight. You slept for three hours.” “Crap, I have to get home.” I jumped out of his bed. “You’re not going home,” His voice was stern. “I have to…” He pulled me close to him. “Willa,” he interrupted me. “First, you almost pass out from not eating; then you fall asleep. I spent three hours curled around your luscious body. Felt you, and made you come.” I swallowed hard. “All this in my bed. If you think you’re leaving, you better think again you’re going to have a nice hot shower, put on one of my shirts, and have something to eat. Lay in my bed, cuddle with me while we both go to sleep. I’ll take you home tomorrow morning. When I pick Charlotte up from my Ma’s, got it?” God, he made that sound heavenly, and he liked to cuddle. Jesus, I was in real trouble, I felt myself begin to sweat again. “I could use a shower,” I admitted. “I thought so,” He whispered. Cocky bastard!

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