Grayson grabbed the back of her head and pulled her down into a passionate kiss full of all the pent-up desire he had been suppressing for days. His tongue pushed past her lips and he felt the vibrations of Holly’s groan as her hands drifted down, slipping under his shirt. Her small fingers lightly brushed his stomach and caused him to shiver. He had wanted her to take the lead but his control was completely gone and he knew if he did not have her soon, he might die from frustration. He grabbed the lower hem of her sweater and pulled it up, breaking the kiss just long enough to get it over her head before tossing it aside.
As if sensing his urgency, Holly reached down and unbuttoned her jeans. Getting up from his lap but leaning down so her lips did not have to leave his as she slipped
