Page 60 of Losing Forever
He thought I was beautiful back then? “I have a confession.”
“What's that?”
“I thought you were beautiful, too. I remembered your eyes and your body.” My cheeks burn hotter than before. “You had a six-pack when most boys didn't even have hair on their legs.”
His face brightens with a cocky smirk. “You wanted to get some of this?”
“Notget. Kiss maybe. I was too young for thoughts like that.”
“But not too young to look, eh?” he teases.
I smack him again.
“What did I tell you about taunting me with BDSM? I will tie you up and have my way with you.”
Why does that sound kind of hot? “Have you ever done that before…tied someone up?”
“Why so curious?”
“I don’t know. Just wondering what kind of girls you dated.”
“The kind that were fine with one night.”
“Except for your ex-girlfriend.” Why did he break his rules for her?
“Taryn was like a never ending one-nighter. Our relationship was more superficial than serious. We cared for each other as much as two self-centered people could. Still, I had thought we were a team. Now, it’s becoming clear when she dumped me, my ego took a hit but not my heart.”
“Oh.” That was more than I expected him to say, but I’m glad he explained. It makes what they had less special and eases any lingering jealousy I had toward their relationship. “So...” I return to our previous topic. “These girls you dated for one night, were they into those sorts of things?”
“What sort of things are we talking about?” Grayson smirks. “I’m curious about these thoughts of yours.”
“You know.” I lean closer and lower my voice. “Fifty Shades of Greykind of things.”
His brows go up. “Did you see that movie?”
“All my friends did.”
“I heard the book was better,” he teases.
“Sure you did.” I giggle and smack his thigh. Whoops.
He catches my wrist before I can pull it back. “I could pin your hands above your head right here and make you come with my free hand. Would you like that?”
Holy shit. I must, because I'm soaked.
Grayson takes in my expression and my faster breathing. “I believe that’s a yes. Someone is a kinky girl.” He moves his mouth to my ear and whispers, “I'm going to fuck you and make you come so hard you'll be begging for me to do it again before you can catch your breath.”
Ho-ly. Shit.“I want that, right now.” Did I say that out loud?
Grayson's jaw drops.
Guess I did.
A wicked grin slides across his beautiful face. “Go to the bathroom and wait for me to knock three times.”
I glance to the front of our first-class section of the plane, where an elderly man stands, awaiting his turn for the bathroom. “We can't.”
“Then you shouldn't have said you want it ‘right now.’ Now go.” He gives me a little nudge.
