Chapter 6. Flames of Desire

BELLE

Grayson leaned down, pressing his weight into me.

I felt helpless underneath him, trapped…but in a good way. A part of me wanted to submit, to surrender myself to this god of a man.

His finger trailed up my inner thigh, his lips dragging down my collarbone.

“Grayson…” I whispered, breath ragged with desire.

The shrill ring of a cell phone interrupted us and a deep growl emanated from him, his eyes never leaving mine.

“Give me a moment, love,” Grayson said, clearly annoyed. He stood up and walked toward the dresser, giving me a moment to breathe.

My heart was trying to pound itself out of my chest.

Was I seriously about to sleep with a man that just kidnapped me?

I had to get out of here. Heck, I had to call the police!

Grayson had his back turned to me, staring down at his phone.

Now or never.

I stood up and dashed for the door, running as fast as I could.

I heard a loud, annoyed groan behind me as I