Chapter 50 Grayson

• GRAYSON
• "Oh! That was..." Mrs Sun waved a hand in front of her face, but I couldn't focus on her, not when that damn whipped cream scent brushed through my nostrils and straight to my brain, tossing the thing right out of my skull. She was stiff against me, her chest heaved up and down faster. My lips tilted up in a half smirk. She could pretend all she wanted or fight it, but she wanted me just as much as I did her.
• "Would you excuse me for a moment, I need to use the restroom." She rasped, her voice raw with unsaited need. Well, I could fix that. Before Mrs Sun could ask the million and one questions she had, Adeline rushed of, the thin silk did nothing to hide the curve and dips of her ass and hips as she ran off. Fuck my life.