Grayson POV
She doesn’t argue, doesn’t hesitate or second-guess herself. If anything, her gaze is steady, urging me on without a single word. That look of trust, of expectation, fuels me. Without a second thought, I flip us effortlessly, positioning myself between her thighs. The sight of her laid out before me, vulnerable yet so damn powerful, sends a surge of desire through me.
I kiss along the soft skin of her inner thigh, inching closer to her core, savoring every inch of her. My tongue slides along her p***y, and she moans, her body arching toward me. For a moment, I lose track of my original plan. The urge to taste her, to drown in her, takes over, and I grab her hips, holding her firmly against my mouth. My tongue plunges into her, and she trembles, her moans louder as I work fas
