Chapter 93 93

Chapter 93 93
ADELINE
Kris. Kris would be able to help. She always knew so much about so much anyways, this would probably be a walk in the park for her. I halted at the door, his scent wafted through the crack in the door straight to my nose. The strong woody mix and my hormones were the absolute worst combination for my sanity.
I lingered by the door, caught between entering his room, just because, or going ahead to actually speed things up by finding out more about Scarlett and her life before coming back here under the guise of missing her son, the same son she couldn’t wait to toss to Grayson when she up and left years ago, not months, years! Yeah, I didn’t believe shit that came out of her mouth, that was for sure.
Maybe I’d just tell him where I was headed. What with what happened last time Scarlett was involved, communication might actually do some good. Grayson was obviously not used to it, so someone had to start things up.
“Hey” I poked my head through the door, did more of a quick scan of the room than look to him for permission to enter. No sign of Scarlett’s things. I may know the truth, he may have explained why he was entertaining her shenanigans, but even the thought of seeing an item of hers in his room was enough to send blood rushing straight to my brain at an insane pace. Yeah, none of that shit.
An heavy weight lifted right off my chest when I peeked the final corner and there were no female clothings, the room didn’t even have a hint of her scent. She’s either not even been allowed into the room or Grayson’s scent was too ingrained in my mind that I couldn’t smell anything but him.
“Like the feel of the door better than me?” He cocked a questioning brow in my direction.
“Oh sorry, spaced out for a bit.” I chuckled nervously. Why was I nervous? Grayson was technically my husband and definitely the father to the child currently weighing me down every single step. Oh right, he was shirtless! The last time this had happened, him half naked, alone, with me in the room, I had a baby deposited in me, so maybe it was wise to thread with caution, but…how do you do that when he had the zipper of his pants opened, no belt in sight and trouser hanging low enough to tease an innocent girl like myself with the V line straight from the devil’s book of temptations.
“Earth to Addy.” He chuckled at the nickname? At my blatant ogling? Not sure, but he was laughing at something.
I shook my head furiously. No more crazy thoughts! I cursed silently. I was practically drooling over the man, and was the farthest from being discrete about it, not a skill I possessed sadly.
“Sorry…” his chest glistened where the sun licked at his skin through the crack in his blinds. Had he added more chest muscles? His hair was wet, not dripping, but wet enough. I wondered what it would feel like to run my fingers through those strands again, did he grow them out some more?
“I think you said that already, mi amor.”
I licked my lips, nibbling at my bottom lip as I shut the door behind me. I wasn’t even looking at his eyes. Funny because ‘my eyes are up here’ would be so tea right about now.
“I…” I gulped, swallowing got harder by the second I had to remind myself to breath and swallow. Oh my God! I needed a brain cleanse because why did that just send the wrong signals down my spine till I was almost panting.
His eyes followed me without a word, trapped by my lips.
“You…” He urged, his gaze shifting between my lips and my neck. The room became hotter, breathing became harder and it didn’t matter what else was on the other side of his door because right in that moment, all I wanted was him. My nipples strained against my bra, begging to be manhandled in the best way possible by the sexy ass man my eyes were drinking up.
“I…was going to…” the lump in my throat settled. All I could do or process was licking a path from his bare, hairless chest, down his stomach, trace that wonderful V around the area of his waist and then let my waist touch the floor while I feasted on what I knew was a monster underneath his drawers.
“Come here.” He grunted. His gaze heated up, his eyes glazed over. We weren’t saying much but he could definitely read minds because I wanted more than anything to be his pet, to let him be my master and please him in every way. Why? Because I fucking wanted to, I needed to.
“Don’t make me repeat myself, darling.” He smiled, but it was strained like it took all the effort he could muster to speak and not just cross the room to bend me over. Oh! Okay, maybe that would be hot too. Damm, Adeline, is this how far we’ve fallen? One look at the man and I was nodding my approval.
Without thinking about whether or not I could handle it in the state I was in, I ran to him like a school girl would to her crush.
Barely made it more than two steps before his hand flung out and grabbed me by the neck.
“Grayson, I-” The words never made it out of my mouth because his lips enveloped mine in a desperate kiss, one that screamed of longing and need, pure animalistic need. One hand has my neck trapped and the other was taking a different path down the sides of my body, waking up goosebumps with every touch, turning me into putty in his arms, helpless against what he wanted, what I wanted, scratch that, what we both needed.
“Adeline.” He moaned into my mouth and my body heated up like someone threw gasoline and a pack of matches my way. I kissed back with so much desperation that a third party walking in would think I had my oxygen stolen and he was my only alternate source. It didn’t even matter that there was a giant baby sized obstacle between us, I wrapped my arm around his waist and pulled his tighter against me. More. I needed more skin, more of his heat seeping into me. Just… more.
His grip on my neck tightened, a feral growl broke passed his lips, burning straight through my skin and heating up my blood till every fiber of my being screamed for him, more, more of him, his touch, that heated, needy gaze, his attention, the feeling of his body flush against mine.
If I was sane, maybe I would have asked him to ease up, instead I moaned into the kiss, “Yes!” I cried, unable to remember what control over my body felt like. In that moment, it was all his. He could tell me to kneel and choke on his dick and I would, crawl and beg him to fuck me and I would. I was so strung on him, so dizzy with need that the line no longer existed when
he was the one asking. Fuck, I was so fucked.