Chapter 89 Hold Yourself Back

Chapter 89 Hold Yourself Back
Quinn's POV

Grayson immediately pushed me into the passenger seat when we got in the car and put the gift in the back. 

"Close the door," I said before he finally attacked my lips. 

Guess what he did? He closed the car door with his foot. And then he held my head, making the kiss deeper and more intense. 

This is why I never make promises and avoid making promises to Grayson. Because he'll cash them in, like he's doing right now. 

I told him he could continue later, meaning sometime, not immediately after leaving the store. But he was impatient. And I couldn't avoid or refuse him or he would whine like a child wanting candy. 

But honestly, because of this kiss, I became calmer. My heart returned to its normal rhythm and my cold palms warmed up again. My nervousness subsided. 

Grayson's kiss gave me the strength to face the world. It was like the pill I needed when I had the flu, like the water I needed when I was thirsty. 

So when he stopped, I kissed him again. This time I played with my tongue like he did earlier. 

I also closed my eyes and savored the kiss more. It wasn't rushed, but it wasn't boring either. 

And what I liked most about kissing Grayson was that I didn't have to worry about the smell of alcohol or cigarettes because he didn't consume either. 

We finally ran out of breath after a while. I broke the kiss and took as many breaths as I could. Meanwhile, Grayson smiled with a face as bright as the morning sun. 

"You already know how to kiss properly." He ruffled my hair. "It wasn't a waste teaching you."

I could only roll my eyes at him bragging about himself. But honestly, I was able to do many intimate things like this because of him too. After all, he had poisoned me with his dirty mind.

"I'm gonna lower the seat. So hold on to my neck."

"Huh? What are you gonna do?"

"We're gonna have sex, right?"

I immediately pushed him away. "I didn't say that. We're just kissing."

"But you told me to hurry up so we could 'rest'," he protested.

I pinched his cheek. "The rest I meant was to go to your house and sleep there. Not have sex in the car."

Grayson exhaled loudly and slumped back into his seat. "But I thought we’re gonna do it now."

"We're gonna meet your mother, Grayson, remember. We can do it whenever you want, but not now. At least not before I meet your mother."

He then gave me a sharp look. "After that, you won't be able to refuse. Anywhere, okay?"

I shrugged. "I'll think about it."

"Quinn, don't frustrate me. I need you," he whined. 

I pushed his head away from my chest. "Now I decide when and where we can make love."

Grayson pursed his lips. He turned his face to the window. "Okay. But how and for how long, I decide."

"Okay, no problem," I replied, without thinking, not knowing that I would regret it later. 



The trip took about 3 hours to get to Grayson's parents' house. 

This would be my first time visiting this place. And I couldn't deny that my nervousness had come back. 

Just seeing the yard and the shape of the house from the outside made me feel insecure. How could I not? This place was nicer than Owen's mansion and bigger too. 

That was proof enough of how rich and prestigious the Grayson family was. It hit me even harder how different our positions were. 

And as if knowing that I was nervous again, Grayson immediately took my hand and rubbed it gently. 

"Aren't you embarrassed to bring me here?" I asked cautiously. 

Grayson furrowed his brow. "Why should I be embarrassed? You're not a criminal, Quinn."

"But I'm definitely not as good as the women you've introduced before."

Grayson slammed on the brakes. He then turned to face me. "You're the only one I've brought to meet my parents. No one else. And if you're curious about Kelly, my mother asked her to come, not me."

"What if I get kicked out?"

"Then I'll leave with you."

"You can't leave your parents, Grayson," I warned him.  

"If my mother is rude to you or even hurts your feelings, then I won't think twice."  

I sighed. "I guess I'm worrying too much. Maybe your mother isn't like that and it's just in my head, right?"

Grayson lifted my hands and kissed them one after the other. “I know my mother, she’ll probably ask a lot of questions. But if she says something excessive, then I’ll deal with it.”

I nodded in understanding. 

“Then smile now.” Grayson placed his index fingers on the corners of my lips. “There, that’s beautiful.”

I could feel my cheeks flush and my face warm up. 

"You have natural blush," Grayson said, smiling.

"Oh, really?"

"Yeah, it suits your mochi cheeks." He then laughed. "Just kidding."

I punched his stomach. "If I'm mochi, what are you?"

"I'm a banana. Big and long."

"Grayson!" 

Grayson suddenly unbuckled his seat belt and slid forward, trapping me in the seat with his muscular body. "But it's true that mine is big and long, right?"

"Do I have to say it? Oh come on, Grayson, you already know the answer."

Grayson shook his head quickly. "I want to hear it from your tiny mouth."

I glanced down at his pants. "Yes, you're big and long. Are you satisfied?"

"Do you like it?"

I nodded so it would end quickly. "Yeah, I'm crazy about it."

I didn't expect Grayson to kiss my neck after that. He even left a very visible kiss mark. 

Oh my god, I didn't expect him to be this crazy. 

"Look at what you've done," I said angrily. 

He just chuckled and tucked my hair behind my ear. "Let my mom know that I'm not playing around. She has to know that you're mine."

"But it's embarrassing if she sees it."

Grayson growled. Instead of helping me cover it up, he added even more. 

I could only sigh and try to stop him from going too far.