(Lol, I can tell
I blame Gray
XD)
Gray slammed his mouth against mine, crushing the air from my lungs. My head spun, floodgates opening to let dizzying amounts of euphoria through, waves of it crashing over me and dragging me beneath the surface of the sea of pleasure that threatened to overwhelm me.
He kissed me roughly, without mercy, drawing tiny whimpers from the back of my throat until I succumbed completely to his will, to his grasp.
God…
I groaned against his lips. How had I ever thought that I could hold my own against him?
(I do, too. XD and Violeta’s practically addicted to his rough ways. XD)
Gray’s POV:
Her whimpers only fueled my desires. God, the only thing I wanted to do was take her completely, but I held myself back as I kissed her hard. She wasn’t ready yet, and I couldn’t cross the line again.
I took her lip between my teeth, something I enjoyed to do, and bit down on it roughly before I kissed it gently, pressing our lips together again.
I loved this woman to death. I loved the affect she had on me, the way she completely wrapped me around her little finger. I hoped with the way I was kissing her, she would know what she did to me, how much I wanted and desired her. I hoped she knew what she was getting herself into, what she was making me feel. I wanted her to feel the same way.
(Lol yeah. She enjoys not being in control, XD)
A gasp slipped from my mouth into his as he bit down on my lower lip before resuming the task of kissing me breathless. “Gray…” I groaned, tightening the hold I had on him.
My skin burned whenever it came into contact with him. He kissed me with so much hunger, so much passion… It made me feel more wanted than anyone else had ever bothered to express to me. He was just as desperate for me that I was for him, and that tiny fact brought me such pleasure and gratitude that I’d actually cried a little one night, marvelling at how lucky and blessed I was.
(I can see that. XD)
Gray’s POV:
“I love you,” I whispered breathlessly against her mouth, letting go of her hands so I could gently cup her cheeks. I kissed her again desperately, knowing I needed to breathe but not wanting to. “I love you, Vy. So goddamn much.”
I wanted to express to her just how much she meant to me. I was so grateful that she chose me, a flirt who had nothing better to do than sleep around. She could have rejected me and chosen someone better, but she chose me. An orphan. Someone from the lower class who had no idea where was going in his life. But the fact that she chose this guy… it made me feel like I was worth something. It made me feel special. If someone like Violeta chose me, surely I was worth something. Surely she saw some good in me and that’s why she chose me.
And I never wanted to let her go. I would do absolutely everything so this woman would not think about any other guy—so that the only one in her eyes would be me.
(Lol
Also, Gray has me in tears)
I trembled against him, arms winding their way around his body now that my wrists had been freed. Tears, actual tears, princes the corners of my eyes, causing me to squeeze them shut. “You have no idea,” I whispered, voice thick with emotion. “How much you mean to me. You are my world.”
And he was. My world, my sun, my moon, my anchor, my only reassurance that I was worth something. That I was more than what I saw in myself.
“I never thought I could live anyone as much as I love you.”
(You and me both. ;-; and also Vy, because what she said…)
Gray’s POV:
I wiped her eyes free from tears, breathing harshly against her. Hearing her say those things made me happy beyond compare. I felt like I was in heaven. I meant that much to her.
“I’m glad you think that way,” I said in a rather harsh voice because of the way I was breathing. I kissed her eyes softly, her tears wetting my lips. “Honestly, even to this day I still think you’re a dream, because you’re too good to be true. I seriously can’t believe I managed to get someone as amazing, as priceless as you. My love, my life…”
( s t o p m a k i n g m e c r y )
Another tear leaked out, trickling down my cheek. “That’s exactly how I feel…” I whispered, heart swelling in my chest. “It’s like ‘I love you’ isn’t enough to express the way I feel anymore…”
I gripped him tighter, almost as if my life depended on it.
(I c a n ‘ t)
Gray’s POV:
I kissed her cheeks, tasting the saltiness of her tears. I savored the taste.
“That sentence really can’t,” I murmured against her cheeks. “I promise you, Vy, I’ll do my best in making you happy. Whatever happens, I’ll always be by your side. Nothing will reduce my love for you. I’ll always support you, and I hope you know that no matter what happens, even if the whole world turns their backs on you, I’ll still hold your hand and keep you close. I’ll protect you.”
I buried my face in his chest, my arms tightening around him. “You have no idea how grateful I am to have you. God, Gray, words can’t express how much I love you. I—I’d never have guessed that you’d want me, not even in my wildest dreams.”
Gray’s POV:
I tightened my hold on her as well, hugging her tightly as if she’d disappear if I let go.
“Of course I’d want you,” I whispered to her. “No matter what, I’d always choose you. I’d always want you, and nothing will change that. Who wouldn’t want you? You’re beautiful, witty… absolutely perfect… it makes me wonder what you’re doing with a demon.”
“A demon?” I pulled back , eyes widening in shock. “Gray, you’re not a demon. You’re a blessing—You’re an angel. Why would you say that?”
Gray’s POV:
I tucked her hair behind her ears, smiling down at her, her words making my heart swell. She thought I was a blessing. That alone sent my heart on a happy vacation.
“Well, I don’t think I’m a positive influence on you,” I murmured. “Plus, I’ve got heaps of bad luck strapped to my back. Also, you’re the angel here. I’m just a demon who fell in love with a perfect angel who likes breaking rules.”
“No,” I insisted firmly, mouth still against his chest. “No. You’re not a demon. Or a bad influence. You’re the best thing that’s happened to me since…. since ever, really. Okay?”
Gray’s POV:
I smiled and tilted her head up, pressing my lips against hers gently.
“Okay,” I murmured. “I understand. I love you.”
“Good,” I said, gladly accepting the kiss. “You’re not allowed to degrade yourself, okay? You’re an amazing, absolutely dreamy guy who’s perfect in every single way. End of story.”
Gray’s POV:
“Let’s make a deal, then,” I said against her lips, resting my hands on her waist. “You don’t degrade yourself, and I won’t do it, either.”
My hesitation was visible, arms loosening around his torso. “I—I’ll try my best,” I said finally. “I’ll do my best.”
Gray’s POV:
I noticed her hesitation but pretended I didn’t. While she loosened her hold, I tightened it, kissing her on the forehead.
“That’s my girl,” I murmured, smiling at her.
“Your girl,” I repeated, almost at a whisper. “Your girl. And no one else’s.”
Gray’s POV:
“That’s right,” I hummed in agreement. “Mine.”
Gray’s POV:
I scoffed.
“This isn’t even a topic we need to talk about,” I said. “You’re mine just as much as I’m yours.”
