Now or Never

it.”
    He stood up leaned down and tossed her over his shoulder like a damn cave man and carried her out of the bar. Grayson was laughing and kicking telling him to put her down, or she was going to get sick. Once outside he set her down.
    “Damn girl. You’re about to give me a heart attack. Are you sure about this?”
    “I’m sure. Let’s go.” She grabbed his hand, and they walked across the way to the hotel. The bar really was in an ideal location.
    The door shut, and Brick pushed her against it. His hands were pressed on each side of her. “You’re fucking perfection,” he told her, his body firm against hers.
    Her face was already flushed from the drinks, but she could feel the heat rise. What the hell was she doing? She found herself asking that question over and over these days.
    He pulled her shirt over her head and unclasped her bra dropping it to the floor. One hand grabbed her breast, and his thumb roughly rubbed her taunt nipple in a circular motion. With the other hand, he pushed down her pants.
    Grayson undid his pants and nearly gasped. He was huge and more than ready to go. She dropped down onto her knees and tried to take him all in, but that wasn’t going to happen.
    As if she weighed nothing he pulled her up and slid her onto him. She wrapped her legs around his waist and cried out. His large hands gripped her ass. Holy shit. He pushed her up against the door. “I’m going to fuck you all over this room.”
    Grayson moaned.
    He tossed her onto the bed and turned her around. His hands nearly covered her whole waist. Before long, they were both slick with sweat. He carried her over to the chair got on his knees and tossed her legs over his shoulders and spread her swollen lips apart running his tongue up the sides of her, his scruffy face nearly driving her mad.
    It was the most intense sex she had ever experienced and after Derrick that was saying a lot. Where Derrick had always held back Brick devoured her. Where Derrick made her feel powerless; he made her feel powerful.
    He made her feel beautiful.
    “What the hell are you doing with someone like me?” He asked when they laid beside each other catching their breath.
    “What do you mean by that?”
    “Look at me. You’re way out of my league. You’re gorgeous, and we’ll I’m me. It’s like beauty and the beast.”
    “Why did you pick me and not my sister? Guys always want my sister.”
    He thought about it for a moment. “It was the way you walk.”
    Grayson tilted her head to look at him. “The way I walk?”
    “Yeah, your sister walks like she knows everyone is looking at her, and she eats up the attention.”
    “You, on the other hand, are totally unaware of the effect you have on others. It’s very sexy. You seem at ease with yourself and your surroundings.”
    Grayson nearly laughed. She never felt at ease with her surroundings, but she was glad she came across that way. Perception was reality.
    Grayson turned over and ran her hand over his chest, stopping to feel an indent.
    Brick grabbed her hand.
    “What happened?” Grayson asked softly.
    “Shot in Afghanistan. One of my buddies got killed, I went ballistic. I don’t know how I’m alive.”
    Grayson leaned down and traced the scar with her lips and then climbed on top of him. She was surprised to feel the full length of him grow so quickly. She loved that she had that effect on him.
    They literally did not sleep a wink.
    The door opened, and a cleaning lady walked in while Grayson’s legs were thrown over his shoulders, her ankles grasped in his hands. He didn’t stop; hell, he didn’t even turn around. The woman covered her mouth and turned and left the room giggling.
    They both burst out laughing as soon as the door shut behind her.
    “I guess we’ll have to put the do not disturb sign on the door next time.”
    “Next time? How long are you here for?”
    “Two weeks. We just got here yesterday.”
    Grayson grinned. The idea of spending two weeks in his bed was very, very appealing. For the first time, she looked forward to seeing someone again. Well other than Derrick, but that obviously didn’t end well. Two weeks she could handle. Maybe it would be possible to forget about Derrick. At least for a little while anyway.
    Brick’s phone buzzed, and he grabbed it off the table. “Shit,” he said with a laugh, “I’m late for work. The guys are waiting for me outside.”
    “Sorry,” Grayson said, smiling sheepishly.
    He pulled her to him and