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“Y-yes, God, yes!” I cried out as he gave me what I wanted, rubbing in circles now. Pleasure exploded throughout my lower body, my legs going weak as my climax hit me immediately. My body arched as more screams left me, and Grayson rose to hisfull height, taking it all in as he manipulated my clit, making me see stars.

“That’s it, Sunshine,” he cooed, praising me as I thrashed, my eyes rolling back.

Before I knew what was happening, my pants were shoved down to my ankles, and I held Grayson’s eyes as he ripped my underwear from my body, the sound of the fabric shredding causing me to let out a small moan. That moan turned into a yelp as he cupped me underneath my ass and lifted me, placing me on the island and forcing my knees open. Then, my sweatshirt was gone, and he reached around, flicking my bra open with ease before pulling it from my skin. I was completely and utterly exposed to him now.

“Put your hands on your knees and hold your legs open,” he clipped as he took a step back, his eyes scanning my body.

I did as he commanded, my body ready for more.

Grayson’s massive chest heaved as he stared at my core, hunger flashing in his eyes. “Prettiest little cunt,” he muttered, his voice low. “Brings a man to his fucking knees.”

That was exactly what he did.

He dropped down to his knees, his hands slithering under and over my thighs, holding them wide, his face level with my pussy. I whimpered at the sight, my clit pulsing again, needing him—his touch, his tongue. “Grayson,” I rasped.

Those dark eyes snapped up to meet mine over my belly, my breasts spread. I was exposed, curled up in way that should’ve made me cringe, but I’d never felt more beautiful. My eyes stung with tears before I could stop them, my heart racing. He tilted his head to the side, his beard brushing over my lips. “What is it?” he asked. “Why do I see tears in your eyes?”

My answer was quiet, my voice thick. “I’ve never felt more beautiful in my entire life.”

Grayson’s nostrils flared, and then he dove in, a low growl coming from his throat as he dragged his tongue up my slit. My back arched as my fingers weaved through his hair, and I cried out his name, the sound of it bouncing off his colorless walls. He kept at me, licking, sucking, and eating me until my body was shaking, needing a release. His fingers dug into my skin, low groans coming from him as he drank from my core, his eyes closed. He was lost in this just as much as I was.

I whispered his name again, my breath hitching as the tip of his tongue flicked lightly against my clit, the coarse hair of his beard rubbing against the rest of me.

“Carrie,” he grunted against me in return.

My eyes rolled back. “I’m going to—I’m going to—”

“Give me that beauty, Sunshine,” he murmured just as he latched on again, and I was flying. My mouth fell open on a silent scream as I fell back onto the granite, my body thrashing against his face, chasing the pleasure while trying to run from it. But he held my hips down, growling as he continued to eat me like it was the first time, not stopping until I was crying out his name, pleading for mercy.

I lost myself in the pleasure, dots covering my vision as my heart pounded.

Minutes or hours later, I didn’t know, I felt the head of his cock against my entrance, his big, rough hands now pushing my thighs wide. I blinked, looking up at his dark, shadowed figure, my chest heaving. “You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen,” he confessed, his voice rough and thick. He snapped his hips, his cock entering me in the most delicious way, stretching me until I was full of nothing but him.

My Grayson.

“The first time I fucking saw you, I knew I was fucked,” he continued, grunting as he pulled out, holding himself still for a second. “My heart belonged to you then; I just didn’t wantto admit it.” He slammed back inside as his words pierced my heart.

Then, he fucked me, our skin slapping together as I held his eyes in the shadows, seeing how bright his soul truly was underneath all of his darkness.

When we both reached our peaks together, our cries and grunts were the most beautiful ‘I love you's’ I’d ever heard.

Chapter Twenty-Four

Carrie

Hayes scared me.

This was something I didn’t expect, given how Grayson and everyone else talked about him. I figured he would at least say hi to me whenever I greeted him. I’d been in Denver for almost a week, and all four times I’d seen him, Hayes hadn’t given me the time of day. It was like I didn’t exist to him, and I was starting to wonder if he hated me.

Could I blame him?

No.

I couldn’t imagine all the problems I’d caused Red Snake Investigations since Jeremy hired Grayson to hunt me down. Hayes built this alongside Grayson, and now, there was a real possibility they might lose everything. Dominic, of course, tried to reassure me this morning while walking me to Grayson’s office, telling me everything would work out in the end. I’d apologized to him for all the trouble I’d caused, and he simply stared at me with his dark, unwavering blue eyes for a few moments.

Then, he smiled and told me not to worry about it.

But I was worrying about it. These men had lives, and Red Snake was their job. They risked that for me—for Grayson—and the guilt weighing on my chest was about to crush me completely.

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