Layla
The bedroom was pitch dark.
Gray hadn’t touched me since we walked in, but I could feel him behind me. His hot breath tickled my neck while he spoke.
“I want to watch your face while I’m inside you, but depriving you of sight will heighten your other senses, so it will have to wait.” He grazed his fingers along one of my arms, and every hair on my body rose. God, he wasn’t kidding—my other senses were intensified.
The raw, s****l chemistry that had been sparking between us since the first time we laid eyes on each other grew like wildfire. My body was so on edge that when Gray grabbed my hip, I jumped a little. His other hand swept my hair to the side and then his mouth came to suck along the pulse in my throat.
“Put your hands up. Lock them together behind my neck.”
I lifted m
