Chapter 63

I'm not quite sure that I'm aware of what I started until my arms are pinned above my head as my lips are being kissed with a bruising force. Grayson's body leans into mine, causing a beautiful friction to begin. His left hand holds both of my wrists to keep them from moving anywhere while his right hand trails up and down my body. His hand travels to my waist where he grips it tightly before moving up slowly until he reaches the hem of my shirt. His hand slides under the fabric, and his skin on mine feels so good that I'm practically moaning already. His fingers lightly skim over my ribs, and my back arches as a tingling sensation follows his every touch. He grabs the bottom of my shirt and stops kissing me to silently ask permission. I nod my head shyly and arch my back to allow the shirt to be easily removed from my body so that my new periwinkle Victoria's Secret bra is on display. This is the first time I've taken my shirt off in front of anyone besides my Mom, and the feeling is