Jot sex

Grace Pov He pushed the door to his room open with the side of his body. When we entered his room, he dropped me down gently, eyes blazing with pure lust, as he raked my body.  “Grace,” he whispered, his fingers tracing my bare arm so lightly that for a moment it felt like I was dreaming. His hot breath fanned my face as I took a bold step forward.  “You can leave. You can walk out that door right now, Grace. Because if I pin you down, I'll ruin it.” I clenched my thighs at his words. I was dripping, dizzy with need.  “No. I am not running. Not anymore.” I managed to grit out, and his eyes narrowed.  “I warned you,” he growled, his veiny hand snaking around my throat, pushing me back until I met with the wall. Nelson’s lips claimed mine in a hot, searing kiss. He started slowly, savoring my taste, memorizing the way I moaned when he licked my bottom lip, causing me to part my lips, granting him access. The minutes our tongues intertwined, it was a battle of dominance. His hands trailed