I whisper back, smiling up at his dark eyes. His face is so close to me. We're looking into each other's eyes. This feels way too intimate, and I love it. Damn it, Grayson. I snap my eyes closed, trying to differentiate between sex and feelings. If Grayson can do it, so can I. I think. He lifts up onto his knees again and grabs my hips, pulling them to meet his thrusts. I keep my eyes closed, focusing on the immense pleasure building as the room fills with his grunts and my breathless whimpers. My hand drifts down, and I touch myself, rubbing my clit like I love Grayson doing to me. I rub in
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