I realize I’ve been standing in the door staring at her.
I promised myself I wouldn’t maul her the second she walked through the door, but I have a feeling that promise will be dust in the wind the second I see what’s under the coat.
I step aside, and Gray enters, her heels clicking on the hardwood of the entryway.
“Uh, what are you doing, baby?” I ask, my voice low and graveled.
She cocks her head in question. “What do you mean?”
I nod to the coat. “I mean, what are you wearing? Are you…are you naked under that?”
She frowns. “No, of course not. What if I got pulled over or got into an accident on the way here?”
I let out a deep exhale. Thank God for small favors.
But my relief is premature. Gray unties the belt of the trench coat and pulls it off, and I stop breathing. She wears a short plaid skirt that barely covers her ass and a tight white blouse that’s unbuttoned far enough to see the fiery red bra she has on beneath it.
My cock goes rock hard, and I really hope she had something to eat before she came over because we won’t get to the soup anytime soon.
My expression turns serious as my brows pinch almost angrily, and Gray’s smile falters.
“Is…something wrong?” She looks down at herself, trying to figure out what I don’t like.
“What the fuck were you thinking coming here dressed like that?” I ask, and she looks up, worried now.
“I just thought-”
I grab her arm and pull her against me before she can finish the thought. I told Gray I liked control, but God fucking damn it, I’m holdingon by a thread right now.
“Ash,” she gasps as I wrap one hand around the back of her neck and the other around her waist.
“It’s taking all my willpower not to fuck you right here on the floor of the foyer,” I snarl at her.
Despite my tone, I feel the tension leave her body, and she lets out a soft, “Oh.”
“You don’t get to walk in here looking like that and think I’m not going to fucking devour you.”
“What if I want you to?” she whispers.
I take a moment to calm myself before I say, “Let’s test that theory.”
I pull her head to the side and bite down on her neck. It’s not hard enough to hurt, but she gasps in surprise as I move my mouth urgently over her throat, pressing my teeth into the soft skin. Her hands grip my shoulders as she moans, and I suck harder, trying to burn off some of my desire before I explode.
“Oh God! Ash!” she cries, and I lift my mouth so it’s against her ear.
“Do you have any idea what you just woke in me?” I ask her. “I’m not sure you’re ready for what I plan to do to you.”
“I’m ready,” she insists. “Do whatever you want.”
I groan against her ear as my dick reacts to her words by jumping against my pants.
Gray squeals as I bend down and toss her over my shoulder, picking up where we left off yesterday.
“Ash!” she cries out, but I pay her no mind as I carry her down the hall to my bedroom. The soup is already turned down to a simmer, so it should be fine.
When I get to my bedroom, I set Gray down and steady her as she adjusts to being right side up again. When I’m sure she won’t fall over, I rip my shirt off over my head, pull her against me again, and crash my mouth down on hers for a fierce kiss.
Gray moans as she wraps her arms around my neck, and I take amoment just to enjoy the taste of her as my lips rove over hers. I break the kiss after about a minute, but I don’t let her go.
