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Because there he was—crazy Grayson. And I was just as fucked in the head for loving him so much.

“Make me come first,” I whimpered.

His answering smile had my toes curling. He loved my crazy too. His hand tightened around my throat, cutting off my air. “Then come fast, love.”

And fuck, my body responded to the threat. My orgasm erupted around his cock, the intensity stopping my heart, my world.

“Fuck, Ava,” he growled, pushing himself deeper into me, his body going rigid as he came with me.

We spiralled, clinging to each other as the world disappeared around us. All there was, was us and the pleasure we gave each other. Nothing could touch us here.

As long as we had each other, nothing else mattered.

Grayson collapsed on top of me, burying his face in the crook of my neck, his breathing as jagged as mine, as we came down from our high.

The world was hazy around us. It felt like a dream having him so close, having his presence engulf me, coil around me like a snake claiming its territory.

Grayson shifted, brushing his fingers over my pink cheeks. He smiled at them. “Can I keep this blush on you or are you still planning on leaving me?”

I huffed a laugh, my insides quivering deliciously. “No one leaves.” It came out sounding like a threat that had Grayson’s cock twitching inside me.

Gods, he was handsome. The most beautiful man I had ever seen. Everything about him lured me in. Made me want to lose my sanity in the wicked depths of his eyes.

“I’m sorry. For breaking your trust in me. But I’ll spend every day for the rest of our lives gaining it back. You have my word, Princess. I’ll never leave. I can’t.”

I couldn’t help the smile forming on my lips, the lightness in my limbs, the excitement fluttering in my stomach. “I’ll believe you on our deathbed.”

Grayson’s grin was otherworldly. “Deal.”

He carried me back to the villa as the sun peeked out over the water. I tried to keep my eyes open, but Grayson had beeninsatiable, making me scream over and over, until I couldn’t bare another orgasm. I was completely spent and sore but unimaginably happy. He collapsed onto the bed with me, pulling me tightly against him and nose to nose, we fell asleep.

Ava

Iwokewithsoftkisses to my face, and Grayson’s dark presence curling around my senses, holding me captive.

“Wake up, little star,” he whispered against my cheek before he flipped me over.

I giggled sleepily into the pillow, my stomach making flip-flops as he lowered his weight over my back, nudging my legs apart. He pushed his rigid cock into me, making me bite my pillow like a rabid animal to keep from moaning. He’d touched me for all but five seconds and I was ready to howl his name. I couldn’t possibly give him the satisfaction.

Butgods, there was nothing like it. I was painstakingly reminded how nothing could ever compare to the feel of the devil inside me.

His thrusts were slow and lazy as he trailed his fingers along my spine. He stroked his thumb over the faint line across my right ass cheek—one he made on a rainy day in Paris.

My cheeks flushed hot at the memory. My body was full of his marks. And his was full of mine. There were even faint discoloured marks underneath his jaw in the shape of my teeth.

Grayson hummed appreciatively as he squeezed my ass. “God, you are a piece of fucking art.Perfection.”

I chuckled breathlessly, my body going hot all over as I felt him move in and out of me. “Did you not say once that the gods made me for your pleasure?”

“Yes, baby. You have no idea how much you please me.” He deepened his thrusts, making my body shake with the force.

Gods!It felt so good… so unbearably good.

“If I died right now, I would die the happiest man to ever walk this goddamn earth. Fuck, Ava,” he grunted, increasing his pace. “I have no fucking self-control.”

Neither did I. There wasn’t much I wouldn’t do to be with Grayson. It was a vile, reckless thought, but it was true. I hated how true it was. I hated how far I would go. I hated how much of me he possessed. I hated how my body was vibrating with how good he made me feel. And I hated how he knew exactly what I needed as he pulled my hips up, changing into an angle that had me fisting the sheets.

Grayson chuckled breathlessly. “That’s it, baby. Be a good girl and come for me.”