Forbidden Attraction (Forbidden Trilogy) by S.R. Watson Page B

says wickedly. Naughty bastard. I laugh to myself because I know I will see him before then: when he makes his nightly appearance in my fantasies.
     
    My drive home is on autopilot. Grayson has given me quite an experience. All my years with Liam never equated to the feelings I have at this moment. The way he caressed my body and used his tongue to drive me wild, I now know that we have only touched the surface sexually. As I walk in the house, Jordan stares at me from the kitchen eyeing me suspiciously.
    “Okay spill. Where were you? Are you just getting home?”
    “No. I slept in my bed. I didn’t leave until eleven.” She takes in my attire and realizes that I’m not doing the walk of shame. “Tell me about your night with Trevor.”
    “Nuh uh ... you are not getting off that easily. Where were you this morning?” She looks at me accusingly and I decide to get this over with.
    “I went to see Grayson.”
    “Holy shit. Spill now. I saw your dance floor performance last night and I wrote it off as an alcohol induced vixen appearance. You are not tipsy now,” she shrieks.
    “We have decided to see each other casually, but discreetly you know, because of the whole no fraternization policy,” I reply.
    “So you guys are going to be fuck buddies?” she gasps.
    Leave it to Jordan to cut to the chase. “Look, don’t judge, okay? I just got out of a relationship with Liam and neither one of us is looking for a commitment. We just want to have fun with no strings attached. We will be exclusive for the duration of our arrangement, but he’s just a distraction. I will screw him out of my system and then move on.”
    Jordan looks doubtful. “I don’t want you to get hurt, Shiv. You have only been with Liam; you are not experienced with casual sex as I’m sure Grayson is. You’re going to get your heart broken,” she says sadly.
    I explain our weekend arrangement and she is furious. “I want this Jordan. I want to experience letting go and having fun for once.”
    “Separate rooms, Shiv ... fuck, he’s using you for sex.”
    “No he isn’t. So what if he has intimacy issues. We’ll have great sex together without blurring the lines of a relationship. We’ll do other things together over the weekend in addition to sex and still have our own space to retreat to without all the driving back and forth. Please support me on this.”
    “Okay. Fine,” she huffs. “Just keep your head on straight and take this arrangement for what it is. Do not give him your heart. Have your fun and then move on.” She smiles.
    I emphasize to Jordan that she can’t speak of this to anyone. She doesn’t like it, but she agrees. “Thanks, Jordan.” I hug her tightly. Her support is important to me. I didn’t want this to be an issue between us. “Now tell me about your night with Trevor.” Jordan is the one blushing now as she delves into the information surrounding her romance-filled night.

 

     
     
    MY ALARM SOUNDS at six and I hit the snooze button to give me an extra ten minutes of sleep. I couldn’t sleep last night for all the fantasies of Grayson that were on instant replay. I imagined him touching me again, causing me to toss and turn with sexual frustration. Ten minutes of additional sleep is useless in satisfying my sleep-deprived body so I force myself up and into the shower. I let the water run down my body as I mentally prepare to face the man who has me so wound up. I let my hand trail to the place I ache the most and begin to stroke myself, pretending it’s Grayson’s hand. I’m able to get myself off quickly with the cascading water from the shower muffling the sounds of my moan. I’m no stranger to masturbation since I’m unable to orgasm during sex without manual stimulation. Although I did learn, thanks to Grayson, I can also get off with oral stimulation as well. This bothered Liam at first, but he quickly acclimated and learned to use his fingers for manipulation in order to get us both