His Trouble Maker

Chapter 56

JESSICA

For days, I've been pretending I'm okay with being caretaker. | think I'm pretty good at it too. Pierce is still

suspicious aboutto fhad to f low with Theo and Grayson keeps on coming to the Daycare to check onso |

really don’t have a free time. In fact, it was almost luch when | saw him outside waiting for lunch.

My heart does that stupid little flutter thing when | spot him through the window. I quickly dismiss the class and

went to him.

“Hey,” he says, tucking his phone away. “Busy morning?”

“The usual chaos,” | reply, trying to ignore the way two admin assistants are openly staring at us from across the

corridor. “Where are we going?”

Instead of answering, Grayson reaches out and tucks a strand of hair behind my ear. “You look so beautiful today

Jess.”

| pout and roll my eyes before we walk towards his office. Yes, his own office. It's clean, ordered, with floor-to-

ceiling windows that let in actual sunlight—a rarity in this concrete maze. And it’s private

“I got your favorite,” he says, nodding toward the takeout bags on his desk. The smell of garlic and spices fills

the air, making my stomach growl embarrassingly loud. ” That hungry huh?”

| roll my eyes but can’t stop the smile spreading across my face. We let ourselves dig into food and after that, |

was practically on his lap makinghis dessert.

“Ah~“I gasp as Grayson'’s lips work their way down my breast, tongue flicking on my nipple. “Please..”

My hands clutch at his shoulders, nails digging into the expensive fabric of his shirt. “Shh,” he whispers, eyes

gleaming as he glances up at me. A thin strand of saliva connects his mouth to my skin as he pulls back slightly.

“These walls aren't as thick as you think.”

He's right but | am so hot.

“Chere,” Grayson murmurs, his voice low and commanding as he guidestoward his desk. My legs feel

like jelly with each step.

He clears a space with one sweep of his arm, papers fluttering to the floor. “Bend over.”

| hesitate for just a second, glancing at the door.

“Nobody’s coming in,” he assures me, his hand already at the small of my back, gently pressing. “But they'll

hear you if you're too loud.”

1 bite my lip and lean forward, palms flat against the cool surface of his desk. My skirt rides up as | position

myself, and | feel his appreciative gaze like a physical touch.

“Goddess, Jess,” he breathes, hands sliding up my thighs. “Do you have any idea what you do to me?”

His fingers hook into my underwear, dragging it down with agonizing slowness. I'm trembling, chest tight with

anticipation, breath coming in short bursts.

“Grayson,” | whisper, voice already wrecked “Please...”

He leans over me, his chest against my back, and whispers in my ear. “Patience.” His teeth graze my earlobe,

and | can’t stop the whimper that escapes me.

His fingers trail up my inner thigh, teasing, exploring. When they finally reach where | need them most, my hips

jerk involun

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“So wet foralready, he says, and | can hear the smile in his voice. “Always so eager

| push back against him, desperate for more contact. “Stop teasing. | manage to say between gasping breaths,

His response is to slip two fingers insidewithout warning. The sudden fullness makescry out, and his

other hand runckly ci mouth.

“What did i say about being quiet?” His voice is gentle but firm. | nod, understanding. When he removes his

hand, I'm panting against the desk, my cheek pressed to the wood.

“So wet foralready,” he says, and | can hear the smile in his voice. “Always so eager.”

| push back against him, desperate for more contact. “Stop teasing,” | manage to say between gasping breaths.

His response is to slip two fingers insidewithout warning. The sudden fullness makescry out, and his

other hand quickly covers my mouth.

“What did | say about being quiet?” His voice is gentle but firm. | nod, understanding. When he removes his

hand, I'm panting against the desk, my cheek pressed to the wood.

His fingers curl inside me, hitting that perfect spot that makes stars explode behind my eyelids. My back arches

instinctively, pressing my ass further against him.

“Fuck yourself on my fingers,” he commands, his voice rough with desire. “Showhow badly you want it.”

My cheeks burn with a mix of embarrassment and arousal, but my body responds immediately. | rock my hips

back, impaling myself on his fingers, setting a pace that hasbiting my lip to stay quiet.

“That's it,” he growls, leaning down to lick a hot stripe up my spine. The wet trail of his saliva cools in the air,

makingshiver. “Such a good girl for me.”

| feel his teeth at the nape of my neck, biting down just hard enough to send jolts of pleasure-pain straight to my

core. My thighs tremble as continue to rock back on his fingers.

“Harder,” he demands, adding a third finger that stretchesdeliciously. “Make yourself con my hand.”

My breath hitches. “Grayson, | can’t-1 don’t know—"

“You know exactly how,” he cutsoff, his thumb finding my clit and circling roughly. “Stop thinking so much.

Just let go.”

Fuck him. I close my eyes and almost cry out loud again when Grayson push my back harder on the desk. His

one hand put mine on the edge, positioning it there.

“Now thrust yourself on my fingers,” he demands.

| start rocking back, working myself onto his thick fingers. It's humiliating and hot as hell all at once.

“Fuck, Grayson,” | gasp, my knuckles turning white as I grip the edge of the desk. His other hand closes over

mine, squeezing tight.

“That's it,” he growls against my ear. “Chase it. Take what you need.”

I'm losing my mind, pushing back faster, harder. My thighs are trembling, pussy clenching around his fingers with

each thrust. The wet sounds are obscene in the quiet room.

“I-1 can’t-" My words dissolve into a whimper when his thumb finds my clit again.

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“Yes, you can.” His grip on my hand tightens. “I've got you.”

Something about his words sendsspiraling. I'm fucking myself frantically on his hand now, desperate little

moans efforts to stay quiet.

“Right there, don’t stop, please don’t stop-“I’'m babbling, shameless, grinding back against him as the pressure

builds.

Grayson bites my shoulder, and that’s all it takes. | capart with a muffled cry, my entire body shuddering as

waves of pleasure crash through me.

Something about his words sendsspiraling. I'm fucking myself frantically on his hand now, desperate little

moans escaping despite my efforts to stay quiet.

“Right there, don’t stop, please don’t stop-“I’'m babbling, shameless, grinding back against him as the pressure

builds.

Grayson bites my shoulder, and that’s all it takes. | capart with a muffled cry, my entire body shuddering as

waves of pleasure crash through me.

My vision whites out for a second, every muscle clenching and releasing in violent pulses. I'm still riding the high

when | felt him spread my legs wider before his tongue traces the sensitive flesh between my thighs. My body

jerks uncontrollably, oversensitive and still quivering from my orgasm.

“Oh my god,” | gasp, my fingers tangling in his hair. My hips buck wildly against his mouth as he devourslike

he’s starving. Each stroke of his tongue sends aftershocks rippling through me, making my thighs tremble and

my back arch off the desk.

He push my back harder, pinningdown as | writhe, his stubble scraping deliciously against my inner thighs. |

feel him smile againstbefore he sucks hard on my clit, making my entire body convulse.

“Fuck, Grayson,” | pant, my voice barely recognizable. My toes curl so hard they cramp as he slides two fingers

back inside me, curling them perfectly while his tongue works magic. “I can’t-it's too—"

But he doesn't let up, just growls against me.

“I-I can’t take anymore,” | plead, even as my hips betray me, grinding shamelessly against his face. Every nerve

ending is on fire, oversensitive and raw. “Too much, it's too-"

He pulls back just enough to look up at me, his chin glistening. “Tellto stop then,” he challenges, knowing

damn well | won't. Instead of waiting for my answer, he dives back in, his tongue now making deliberate patterns

that haveseeing stars.

“Fuck,” | whimper, my voice breaking as my head thrashes side to side. My thighs are quivering uncontrollably

around his head, muscles spasming with each precise stroke. “Please don’t stop, don’t ever stop.”

He makes a sound somewhere between a laugh and a groan, the vibration against my sensitive flesh nearly

sendingover the edge again.

My back arches involuntarily when he slides a three finger inside me, stretchingin the most delicious way.

I'm making sounds I've never heard myself make before-desperate, pleading noises that would embarrassif

| could think straight.

“Grayson,” | gasp, my voice breaking. “I-I'm going to-"

He curls his fingers at exactly the right moment, tongue working mercilessly against my clit, and | shatter

completely. The second orgasm hits even harder than the first, tearing throughlike a storm. My body

convulses, legs shaking violently as | cry out his name.

When I finally stop spasming, he rises slowly, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. His eyes are dark with

hunger as he looks down at me, spread out and utterly wrecked on the desk.

However, | can only thin of one thing. Grayson doesn’t know it yet but tonight, I'm going to betray him. I'm going

to be pai

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