Page 18 of Property of Gray

“What’s that?”

I drop onto the couch and lean back with my arms stretched across the back. “Dance for me.”

“No way.”

“You looked good up there. You were right earlier. I do think about you, Low. I can’t stop.”

“You think about me, but you don’t want to be with me.”

“I never said that, but things with the club are tense right now. And is it wrong to want something for myself?”

“You want me to be your secret?”

“What if we try and it doesn’t work? I don’t want to hurt you. Can we test the waters and keep shit between us for now?”

“Like fuck buddies?”

“I’d never treat you that way. While we explore whatever this is, I’m not going to fuck you. Not until I know that I can be the man you deserve.”

“So you want to not fuck me in secret?”

“C’mere.” She comes closer, standing between my legs. I move my hands up her thighs. “I don’t have to fuck you to make you come.” Her gaze drops to my mouth. I turn on the speakers that are connected to the main sound system, then pull her into my lap. She stares up at me as I stroke her cheek. “Tell me what you’re thinking. If you say you aren’t up for this, then I’ll leave you alone. I’ll hate every minute of it, but if that’s what you want, I’ll respect it.”

“Gray.”

“What?”

“Shut up and kiss me.”

“I can do that.” Her lips meet mine and I take my time kissing her. Soft. Slow. Sweet. I taste her, drinking her in. Fuck me, she feels too damn good in my arms. Perfect. I inch my fingers up on her thigh and rub a knuckle along her crotch. She’s already wet. My erection presses against her fine ass. It’d be so easy to unzip my pants and pull her panties to the side and shove my cock in her tight cunt like I’m doing right now with my fingers.

She moans and wiggles, seeking more friction between us. “Baby,” I grit in her ear, raking my teeth along the shell, loving how she’s coming alive for me. “Ride my hand like you would my cock if it was buried in you.”

Her head lolls to the side, resting on my shoulder. The skirt of her dress is up around her waist, and I yank the top down along with her bra so I can tease her nipples. I smile against her neck,having my question from earlier answered. Her nipples are the same color as her lips. Dusty rose.

She’s fucking perfect and I want to take back what I said about not fucking her.

“Ah,” she pants into the side of my neck, licking and nibbling before going completely still in my arms.

“What’s wrong? Did I hurt you?”

Willow scrambles from my lap. “There’s only one person I know who wears that cheap ass knockoff perfume,” she screeches, already putting her bra and dress back in place.

“Low. Come on.”

She shakes her head. “Tell me I’m imagining it, Gray. Tell me I’m crazy and you weren’t with Kaylene tonight?”

I get to my feet and grab her wrists. “I’m not going to lie to you. Yeah, I was with her, but it didn’t mean anything.”

I watch as she swallows hard, her throat bobbing with the motion. “That’s the problem with you. Nothing ever means anything.”

“That’s not true, and you know it.”

“I can’t do this if you’re seeing her too, or anyone else for that matter. Used to, I thought I’d take you any way I could have you, but not if I have to share you.”

“I get why you’re pissed.” I rub my thumbs under her eyes, wiping away her stray tears. “I fucked up. Give me another shot. This is new for me, but I want to try for you. I meant everything I said. I won’t fuck you or anyone. Not until I’m sure. Not until you see you can trust me.” I can’t believe the words spewing from my mouth. I don’t do relationships. I’m not a good guy, but for her, maybe I can try.

“I don’t want to control you or give you ultimatums. I want you to want me. To choose me because you want to.”