His Trouble Maker

Chapter 16

GRAYSON

“Yes. I try to knock but it seems like your parents are asleep.”

I’m going to hell for lying.

She squints at me. Suspicious. “You’re a terrible liar.”

“Then why are you still standing here talking to me?”

She huffs.

Rolls those big, furious eyes like she isn’t five seconds away from either punching me or letting me back her into that fucking wall. “You’re a fucking creep, Grayson.”

“And you came outside to talk to me,” I remind her, sharp, low, loving every goddamn second of this. “Barefoot. In your sleep shirt. No bra.”

Her face twists – mortified – because she knows I noticed.

Of course I fucking noticed. I notice everything when it comes to her.

“Fuck off, Grayson.”

“What’s wrong, Jess?” My voice drops, low enough to scrape. Low enough to crawl down her spine. “Thought you didn’t care if I looked.”

Her bare feet shift back. One step. Then another. Instinct. Survival. Stupid. Because there’s nowhere to run. It’s me. It’s always going to be me.

“I didn’t come out here for you,” she snaps, arms clutched tight like that’s gonna save her.” I–I thought I heard something!”

“Sure,” I hum, slow, dangerous. “Keep lying to yourself Jess.”

She glares up at me, fiery and furious and everything I want to ruin. “I told you you’ll never have me.”

fucking went still. Is she serious right now?

“Say that shit again, Jess.” My voice drops, low, sharp, shaking with control I don’t have right now. “I fucking dare you.”

She opens her mouth hesitates thinks she’s smart.

“You suck, Grayson.”

–

you’ve got left in that pretty little mouth? ‘You

harder. “Get

laugh dark, rough,

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woods?” I step closer again, forcing her back until her spine hits rough

world.”

quickly catch her wrist before she can go away. “Let me go,” she snaps, trying

away.

around – back hitting that tree hard enough to shove the air

“Grayson-”

“You hate me Jess?” My thumb brushes against the side of her breast and I

” I

She snarls. “You’re delusional.”

I want to fuck

I press in

my cock against her ass, letting her feel exactly how fucking hard I am for her. “Feels pretty real from

Jess spits, lips parting as I watch her expression twist – furious, wrecked, so fucking fuckable I could lose my

waist – rough, slow–until I’m brushing the underside of her breast again. “Say it slower, baby.

at my chest. “Get off

hips against her harder, filthy –

gasps. “You’re

going,” I grin against her neck. “Keep talking dirty to

Go.” She bites out every word

her ass again, slower this time–like I could fuck her through this thin little sleep

awake tonight with your thighs

Nailed it. “Fuck you,” she

“That’s the plan.”

free hand slides over her

not stop owning what’s

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hate me, Jess,” I rasp, nose dragging along the side of her neck. “But say it

She squirms. “Grayson–”

“Open your legs baby.”