Page 21 of Heartbreak Hill

The Wold Collective holiday party was one for the record books. Dinner, dancing, and an endless flow of champagne and an open bar. The owners really knew how to treat their employees. Music thumped, the DJ in the corner playing all the top hits, mixing it up occasionally with some holiday jingles.

Reid’s red dress was tight fitting, accentuating every curve she had and pushing her girls up for attention. She only wanted Grayson’s attention. After months and months of flirting and innuendoes, it was the right time for her to do something about it. She finished off the last bit of champagne in her flute.

“It’s now or never,” Reid said to herself.

She sauntered over to him, making sure to move her hips seductively. Grayson leaned against the bar, talking to Pearce and some new guy who’d recently started. Reid couldn’t recall his name. None of that mattered. She was solely focused on Grayson.

“Sexy” was not a word she used to describe herself. “Plain,” “average,” “run-of-the-mill” were more her speed. The champagne gave her courage to loosen up, to be sexier. When she approached, Grayson angled himself to greet her. His smirk told her he liked what he saw.

Reid trailed her finger up his black tie, then wrapped her hands around it and tugged him forward. “Welp, guys, duty calls,” she heard him say as he followed her. Grayson closed the distance between them and brought her hips flush against his groin. She could feel him, pressing into her backside.

She took him to the dance floor. To her surprise, he laced his fingers with hers and gave her a twirl. She laughed, loving the feeling of thisnew flirtatiousness. Reid stepped away from Grayson and started moving her hips to the music. It was a fast song, and she had regrets about making her move then instead of during a slow one.

Grayson wasn’t having it. He linked his arm around her back and pulled her close to him. She gasped and slowly looked into his eyes. Later, she’d wonder how long she’d stared into his brown orbs before she realized the song was over and they were leaving.

Outside, Grayson hailed a cab and held her close in the back seat. They never took their eyes off each other, and she never stopped his hand from sliding up her dress. Reid wanted him.

The moment they stepped into his apartment, he had Reid pressed against the wall. His lips were on hers. They were all hands, tongues, and need. He gathered her dress in his hands and hiked it over her hips, and then he picked her up. Her legs wrapped around his waist, her fingers fumbling with his tie and the buttons on his shirt when she felt him tease her. Reid lifted herself slightly and then pushed down on him.

Grayson groaned.

“I need you out of this dress,” he said when his knees hit the edge of his bed. He set her down, stepped back, and began ripping his shirt off. Reid watched, lost in the moment. They’d waited so long to get to this part of their relationship, and it was finally happening. After Grayson undid his belt and the button on his slacks, he pulled the zipper down slowly, showing her his bulge.

Reid swallowed hard and licked her lips in anticipation. She got onto her knees and slowly bunched her dress up until she’d pulled it over her head. She was there, naked except for the black lace thong she wore. Reid couldn’t look at him. She didn’t want to see his expression.

“Look at me,” he said as he slowly lifted her chin with his finger. “You’re so fucking beautiful. Don’t hide from me.”

Reid did what he asked and saw nothing but adoration and yearning.

He pushed his pants and boxers to the ground. His cock sprung free, slapping against his stomach. Reid wanted to see him, all of him,every part of him, and didn’t know where to look. Instead, she watched him as he opened his bedside table to get a condom.

Reid moved toward him, their height difference working to her advantage. She peppered his chest with open-mouthed kisses until she’d reached his lips. He smiled down at her, his eyes glittering with keenness and desire. His fingertips traced the outline of her lips, causing her heart to flutter wildly in her chest.

The smell of him, a heady mix of familiar musk and the comforting scent of his cologne, stirred something deep within her. She traced the curve of his lips with hers, the sweetness of their connection blooming into an intoxicating warmth. Being there with him, naked and vulnerable, knowing they were about to cross a line, was overwhelming yet comfortingly real.

His hands gripped her waist, pulling her closer until their bodies were melded together. The air between them sizzled with electricity, the tension palpable. His breath hitched as their bare skin met.

“I want you, Reid,” he whispered against her lips.

“You have no idea—”

Grayson didn’t wait for her to finish her statement. He plunged his tongue into her mouth and slipped his finger under her thong and between her folds. Grayson swallowed her wanton cry and deftly pushed his hand in an upward motion. If she hadn’t been kneeling, she would’ve crumpled to the floor. Being touched by him felt like no man had ever touched her before.

She called his name when his thumb grazed her sensitive bud. He smiled against her lips and slowly maneuvered Reid onto her back. Grayson removed his fingers and sat back on his knees, kissing a path along her thigh until he’d reached her core. He nuzzled her and kissed her lace panties before taking them off.

“You don’t know how long I’ve wanted to do this, Reid,” Grayson said against her skin, his scruff tickling her. She ran her fingers through his hair, tugging on the ends.

“Hopefully as long as I have.”

Grayson ripped open the condom and settled between her legs. He leaned forward, hovering over her, and then lowered his mouth to hers. She felt him there, at her entrance. Her hips bucked in an attempt to guide him where she wanted him. Where she needed him.

He smiled and let out a small chuckle. “Eager?”

“God, yes,” she said between breaths. “And horny.”

“Me too,” he said as he kissed his way down her neck until he’d reached her breast, taking her taut nipple into his mouth.

“Shit,” she muttered as her body squirmed.

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