@YourMrGreyTie » me even closer, with no possibility of escape, until the distance between us became non-existent and I could feel our bodies pressed together almost as firmly as our lips as I kiss you back. Breathless. Hungry. Just as needy.
@YourMrGreyTie » for you. Even if I wanted to, even if I tried. "I'm still waiting for you to show me though. . . Mr. Grey." and then --- you do.
Your lips crash into mine slow but no less heated. no less possessive. no less hungry and devouring. Your hand tightening in my hair, tugging
@YourMrGreyTie »trying to hold onto some shred of control. “But what if what you want wants you too?”
I look up at him, wide-eyed and aching and so wildly out of my depth.
“I’m still here, Mr. Grey. I’m not going anywhere.”
And I don’t know if that makes me brave or just completely insane.
@YourMrGreyTie »me, and I’m already undone.
“I am terrified,” I whisper, lips brushing against his thumb as it trails across them. “But not of you.”
My heart is racing, my body betraying me in every possible way, and still—I don’t step away.
“You say you take what you want,” I breathe,»
@YourMrGreyTie »in all the ways I can’t explain. In all the ways I can’t understand. I’ve never wanted any one not the way I’ve wanted you and it excited and terrified me in equal measure. My tongue darts to wet my lips as I fight back the urge to bite my lip again.
@YourMrGreyTie Your words were sure, confident, final. — captivating. I couldn’t look away, even if I wanted to and as much as I wish I could deny it— you’re right. I didn’t want to. The way you look at me, the way you trail your hands along my chin. Everything about you drives me wild. . . »