I swallowed hard. Grayson had listened when I’d jokingly expressed one of my wildest wishes. How he had pulled it off, I had no idea. Gratitude and amazement washed over me that he’d go to incredible lengths to please me and not only just where sex was concerned, but far beyond that. Could any man be more perfect?

How the hell am I not supposed to love him even more for doing this?

Our eyes met and I mouthed the words ‘thank you’ to him. He smiled and nodded his head ever so slightly by way of acknowledging me.

The afternoon flew by all too fast. Having tea at the hospice whilst royalty visited was beyond anything I’d ever dreamed. I did learned that Grayson had pledged a large amount of money to the hospice and that was how he managed to get us invited to the event. Grayson laughed when my jaw dropped at the amount of money he’d donated.

“What good is it being a billionaire if I can’t help others? I managed to achieve two goals in one afternoon so that alone makes me a very happy man.” He leaned closer, looking into my eyes as he asked,” Did you like that surprise?”

“I didn’t like it, I loved it! You make me so happy, Grayson.”

This day was turning out beyond anything I could have guessed, it had been perfect in every way.

“It isn’t over yet you know. Tonight will top it all.”

I inhaled sharply. What could he possibly have planned that could beat this? I beamed from ear to ear. I sure was the luckiest girl in all of England, actually in all of the world.

Surprises were becoming my favorite thing.

20: Layla

After we said our goodbyes to the kids, Grayson placed his hand in the small of my back and steered me back to his car. I was pretty exhausted from the emotional day and yet the butterflies in my stomach were fluttering like crazy.

We had to wait till after the Duchess departed before we could leave.

“Time for a nap, baby. Then we can get ready for tonight. Sound good?”

Stretching my limbs, I yawned. “Yeah, a nap sounds perfect. I didn’t know you napped before a da—” Luckily I stopped myself just before I let the word slip out. This wasn’t a traditional date, I really didn’t know what to call it.

Grayson threw back his head and laughed. “Oh yes, a power nap is a wonderful thing. Some of the smartest people in history strongly believed in it, so we are in good company.”

“I know right? I’ve read that both Edison and Einstein regularly napped during the day. If it worked for them, it works for me.” Truth was I needed to recharge my batteries. Being this happy was damn hard work, but I wasn’t complaining.

Back at our little love nest I kicked off my shoes and crawled into bed. The mattress dipped behind me as Grayson followed me. He cuddled into me, lacing his fingers with mine as he kissed my neck. Spooning was fast becoming a favorite of mine—I simply loved it when he held me close as we slept.

An hour later I woke feeling refreshed, but without Grayson. I heard the shower running, so I lay back and stretched my limbs, savoring the few moments I had to myself to recall the magical past few days. They’d be over all too soon and I wasn’t ready for that yet.

Grayson’s soft footsteps sounded a few minutes later. “Hey sleepyhead.”

I cranked one eye open to stare at his naked body as he stood inches from me. Like Pavlov’s dogs I started salivating the instant my gaze fell on his already hard cock. I loved having that beast in my mouth, my lips wrapped firmly around his erection as I brought him nothing but pleasure.

“Like what you see?” Damn, this man was a mind-reader.

Lazily I smiled up at him as he moved closer to the bed. “Hell yeah.”

“Well, it’s time to get ready for our night out. I can’t wait to see you in your new dress.” He kissed me on the forehead then walked the dressing room.

I couldn’t believe he didn’t want me to show his cock some love. Rolling off the bed, I followed him and slid my arms around his waist, resting my cheek on his back. He smelt so good and fresh that his manly scent made my head spin. Being brave, I slid my hands down his hard washboard abs, feeling every ripple along the way, until I eventually cupped his balls and squeezed.

I can’t believe I’m the one doing this.

My sexual appetite was getting more ravenous by the day.

Laughing, he took both my hands in his, removed them from him and pressed them against his chest. His heart thumped against my palms.

“Babe, never start something you can’t finish. If you want to go out tonight, I suggest you get your sexy arse in the shower before I change my mind and cancel our date night. I’m happy to stay here and fuck you all night long, but I have good intentions and I’m trying my fucking best to stick to them.”

He spun around and cupped my face in his palms.  The feral lust I saw in his eyes warned me that he was serious. He sucked on my lower lip and kissed me hard.

“Your choice, baby. If you start this, it’s going to end with me ravishing you over and over and all you’ll see tonight will be this apartment . . . from every angle.”

Dizzy, I shook my head. As tempted as I was, I really wanted to wear that beautiful dress for him. It wasn’t lost on me that he’d called it a date and I wasn’t missing that for anything. Not even the mind-blowing sex he was promising. That could come later.

“No, I’ll go shower.”

Smirking, he slapped my arse hard. “That’s for being a tease. I’m going to have a hell of a time calming my cock down now thanks to you.”

“I was just testing you,” I answered with a throaty laugh.

“That’s dangerous, sweetheart. I’m trying to keep my dick in my pants, don’t make it impossible.” Grabbing me by the wrist, he stopped me from walking away. He pressed his lips into my shoulder and I could feel him breathing hard. “Consider yourself warned. Your pussy is going to get a serious workout tonight, that I can promise you.”

Smart man.

Clenching my thighs together, I squirmed with anticipation. He was doing this on damn purpose, creating sexual tension of such magnitude that we’d be ripping one another’s clothes off by the end of the night.

I couldn’t fucking wait.

21: Grayson

Fuck if I didn’t nearly lose control there and then. But I didn’t want to ruin the night I had planned so carefully. So far we’d had a wonderful day and I was going all out tonight.

It was a game. Dressing up so that we’d entice one another, drive the other into a frenzy, wild with lust and desire until we couldn’t stand it any longer. It was an ancient ritual, and one that lead to the best damn sex imaginable. I wanted to end the night on an unbelievable high—one neither of us would ever forget, no matter what.

When Layla stepped out of the bathroom wrapped only in a white fluffy towel, I gritted my teeth with determination. Stick to the plan. Stick to the plan. Taking her by the hand, I led her to the bed.

“Lie down, baby,” I commanded.

She licked over her lips as she leaned backwards until her back rested on the bed. The towel slipping down and exposing her pink nipples causing me to groan as my dick throbbed in my pants. Fuck if this wasn’t going to be so much harder than I had anticipated. Theory was always so much easier than reality.

I wanted to suck a nipple and roll the other between my fingertips. But instead I reached into my pants pocket as I stood over her trembling body.

“Spread your legs, baby.”

Her eyes widened but she didn’t hesitate in doing as instructed. I swallowed hard as I took in the sight of her glistening pussy.

She gave me a shy smile. She was so fucking adorable that I just wanted to kiss the fuck out of her. Fighting for control, I cleared my throat.