His Trouble Maker

Chapter 16

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.”

–

I scoff. “That’s what you’ve got left in that pretty

scowls harder. “Get

laugh dark, rough, not nice at

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step closer again, forcing her back until her spine hits rough bark. “Baby, you’re standing

world.”

her wrist before she can go away. “Let me go,”

away.

back around – back hitting that tree hard enough to shove the air out of her. Hands

“Grayson-”

brushes against the

like hate to me,” I murmur low. ” I think you like me Jess. You want

She snarls. “You’re delusional.”

want to fuck

I press in

exactly how fucking hard I am for her. “Feels pretty

spits, lips parting as I watch her expression twist –

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

pushes at my chest. “Get

I rock,my hips against her harder, filthy –

“You’re

against her neck. “Keep

She bites out every word

slower this time–like I could fuck

filthy. “So you can lay awake tonight with your thighs pressed tight, thinking about this

jerks. Nailed

“That’s the plan.”

free hand slides over her stomach flat,

owning what’s

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Jess,” I rasp, nose dragging along the side of her neck. “But say it while I’ve got my

She squirms. “Grayson–”

“Open your legs baby.”

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