1 Grey 's Make Up Sex ★

Description

When Grey tries to whoo Anastasia back, he uses what he can do best; sex.

Foreword

She was about to respond with some smartass remark, but she couldn't because his lips were on hers and he was biting her lower lip hard enough to draw blood. The rest? Well, the rest was all a blur. Somehow, her back was up against the wall now, her legs wrapped around his waist, her heat already pulsing against his own, and that was when she heard him say those words. It was faint, so for a second, she truly believed that her imagination was running wild on her again.

"I hate you for destroying us," he hissed, leaving love bites on her neck as he went, her hands tugging lightly on his hair now.

"I hate you for giving up on us so easily and running into Kate's arms, so I guess we're even Grey," she echoed his earlier words, throwing them back in his face.

She moaned as he readjusted his hold on her, the friction between their two bodies driving them both insane.

"Bedroom," he murmured against her ear, but she shook her head as he began to unzip her dress.

"Too far," she breathed back, cocking her head towards the kitchen table instead, a mischievous smirk painted on her porcelain face.

It was sturdy enough.