Chapter 19

Grayson's kisses go through a perfect pattern- bite, lick, suck, repeat. My brain melts into a pile of liquid mush as he continues his assault on my mouth- not that I'm complaining. At this point, I can't even remember my own name. I thought that I was feeling amazing now, but that is nothing to how I feel when I notice something hard against my stomach. At first, I think nothing of it, but when my nails sink into Grayson's back, the hardness jerks forward. That's when I realize that it's his... thing. I pause. I've never felt... THAT before. This is something entirely new to me. It's not bad, in fact, it's quite good, but I don't really know what I'm supposed to do now. Does he expect me to have sex with him now? Grayson notices my hesitation and stops kissing me to back away and see my face. "Hey," he whispers, concern etched on his face. "We won't do anything you're not comfortable with." My teeth sink into my already swollen lips as I look up at Grayson, who looks so attractive as