Broken [bxb]

Sneak Peek!!

Hello readers!! Thank you again for reading Broken! Out of My Control is my next book I will be posting, it isn't a sequel to Broken, it's a new story.
I thought I'd share a sneak peek...

I wake up the next morning with a powerful pounding in my head causing a groan to escape my throat. I look around, trying to figure out where I am.

I'm in someone's bedroom. A boy's bedroom by the look of it. Am I still at the house where the party was at?

A leg rubs against mine. I tense up, now aware that I'm not alone. Holy shit, did I get laid last night? Am I no longer a virgin? I look over to the left side of the mattress and gasp, almost falling off the bed. I scramble to my feet. There's a guy in the bed with me! I look down and for the first time, realize I'm only in my boxers.

No, no, no, no, no! This can't be happening! I would never hook up with a guy. There's got to be a reasonable explanation for this. Maybe I generously let him share the bed with me...?

I glance around and notice clothes scattered around the carpeted floor. I feel like I'm gonna throw up... or faint. Probably both.

"Mmm, Stop being so loud." The guy grumbles.

I put my hands on my head and start freaking out. "Oh my God. Oh my God! Did we-?"

"No." he cuts me off then looks up at me and I immediately know who he is.

Grayson.

My eyes grow wide and a heated blush looms over my cheeks up to my ears.

"You're not lying to me?" I question him as I quickly get my pants and shirt on.

Grayson leans up on his elbows and gives me a did you really just ask me that look. "I'm not that much of an asshole."

"I don't even know you!" I exclaim as I hastily search for my socks and shoes.

"Well is your ass sore?" he asks with a cocky smirk.

I scoff and cross my arms. "I would not be bottom," I say matter-of-factly and glare at him.

"Right," he says sarcastically which irritates me even more. Grayson gets up and...

Oh!

My!

God!

He's naked!

My eyes widen looking at his chest. Wandering to his hips, I saw dark splotches on him. All red with a mix of purple, like bruises. Hickeys?! Why are there so many?! My eyes subconsciously move lower, and... well, let's just say I'd definitely be bottom. I try not to gulp.

Realizing I am gawking at his body, I turn away, my cheeks heating up like a damn inferno. "Why the fuck are you naked if we didn't do anything?!"

"I never said we didn't do anything. I just said we didn't have sex," he says. "I'm fully clothed now."

I turn back around to face him. "How do you know all this? Weren't you drinking like me? Or did you take advantage of me?" I narrow my eyes at him.

Grayson rolls his gorgeous eyes. "I was just as drunk as you, but I remember you passing out after you took off my-"

"Stop! I don't want to hear what I did. Can we just keep this between us? 'Cause like, I'm not gay," I tell him finally finding my socks and converse.

Grayson scoffs, "you were gay last night when you were shoving your tongue in my mouth. You were gay when you were giving me a hickey-or, hickeys." I wince at that "And you were gay when your hands were on my-"

I cover my ears. "Okay!" I shout for him to stop. "I- I was intoxicated! I didn't know what I was doing! I'm never like this! I'm not into guys!" I try to reason.

"Really?" Grayson questions then stand dangerously close to me. He pushes me down onto the bed and hovers over me "You're not into this... not even a little bit?" He asks then kisses his way down to my neck.

My eyes practically roll to the back of my head while my fingers lace through his hair, keeping him in place. A small moan escapes my mouth when Grayson starts sucking and licking just below my ear. His soft hand slips under my shirt and roams around my stomach, sending a shiver of pleasure through my body.

My jeans suddenly feel tighter and the need for his lips on mine consumes me. With that thought in my mind, I grab the back of Grayson's neck and crash his lips to mine. The taste of last night's alcohol still plastered on our lips. God, he feels so good against my mouth. Wonder what he'll feel like with his lips around my—

I gasp, realizing what is going on and push Grayson off of me. I stand up abruptly, wiping my mouth, and step away from him. I tugged my shirt back down.

"Stop! You're- you're tricking me! J- just leave me alone!" I say as I quickly grab my keys off the dresser, where I supposedly left them, and pick up my converse, not bothering to put them on.

I rush out of there— almost tripping down the stairs— and run to my car.

To be continued...