Chapter 1:32 Topped From The Bottom - Rourke

Chapter 1:32 Topped From The Bottom - Rourke

At my limit, I finally say aloud what I’ve been asking in my head. That tease between Grimm’s natures that has had me watching him the past months. Trying to assign some box in my head.

The question, if not offer to end the anticipation, hangs in the room. Right until the minute the taller nerd stands walking around the counter straddling my open leg stance.

“Alright Top,” that grin plays a moment with those light-brown eyes of his brightening as they meet mine; hips flexing in Grimm’s straddled position over me on the bar stool.

“No games, no strings, no payment. Head one time only.” I’m not sure what to do with a guy, but settling my hands on his flexing thighs to get through the permissions portion is easy enough.