THE MOMENT THEIR LIPS COLLIDED, Grayson swiftly turned them, so she was flat on her back again, his form above her. The tender kisses he left behind on her bare skin. It didn't take long before his hands ventured lower, finding the button on her shorts and working to undo it. Alison reached down and assisted him until she could kick her shorts off. The air nipped at her skin even though it wasn't cold.
She felt incredibly exposed and aroused at the same time. Grayson continued to kiss her expertly, alternating between biting and sucking on her lower lips now. At the same time, his hand aimlessly wandered down until his fingers grazed the top of her panty line. The heat intensified between her legs as she realised that she wanted to be touched there more than anything else; that part of her had never been explored, and there was nobody more fit than Grayson to do it. Her thoughts were spiralling downwards into the naughtiest of places, but for once, she didn't hold back.
