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As much as I love the slow, romantic feeling, right now I just want him to fuck me—hard. “More, Greyson, harder. Give me all of you.”
“Are you sure?” His tone is questioning, unsure if I’m ready for that.
“Yes” leaves my lips as a whisper, but a strong and confident one. That’s all it takes for Greyson to pull back and slam into me, giving me everything he has to give. His hips pick up speed, increasing the intensity of the electricity in my core. I’ve never felt anything like this before. I can’t focus on anything except the way he feels and the sound of his sexy growls.
God, I could come just from the noises he makes.
He brings his fingers to my clit as he pounds into me. The intensity is building inside of me, letting me know I’m not going to last much longer.
“Greyson, oh god. I’m going to come...”
He increases his speed on my clit, sending my body into overdrive. My hips rise from the bed, allowing him to fuck deeper into me. My greedy desire wants every inch of him. One last thrust has my core exploding, and me seeing fireworks. My body’s shaking and pulsing around his cock as I moan out his name. Sweat coats both of our bodies, but he’s not done yet.
“Shitttt. That's right, angel. Show me just how much I turn you on. Let that greedy pussy squeeze my cock.” His voice is husky, aching for his own release. His wild blue eyes meet mine, and just as the last word falls from his lips, his hot cum fills my core. The warmth reminds me that we were too caught up in the moment to think about protection. Good thing Harvey made all his girls have IUDs and regular STI tests.
We stay locked together, both of our chests heaving up and down, coming down from our orgasmic high. He pushes strands of my hair back from my face, and places a soft kiss to my forehead. A large, blissful smile spreads across my face.
“Damn, baby, I’m never letting you go. That was better than I ever could’ve imagined.” He pulls out of me, quickly leaving the room to come back with a warm towel to clean us up, before sliding back into the bed and pulling me close to him.
My heart rate slows, as I feel like I’m finally where I’m supposed to be. Yeah, we might have our problems. We might both be messed up, but at least we have each other.
“Greyson?” I ask quietly, tracing my fingers over the scars on his chest.
“Yes, angel?”
“You said that these scars are from your father, but a few still look pink, like they’re recent.”
His chest rises and falls in a deep sigh, and he pauses before answering me. “Those… I did to myself.” My heart stops at his confession. “It was the only thing that made me feel. I was completely numb to everything else.”
The thought of him hurting himself kills me. The man I love doesn’t deserve that pain.Wait, love?
“Grey...” I whisper. He doesn’t respond; clearly he doesn’t want to talk about it right now, so I let it go. Instead, I place my palm over his scars. I can’t change the past, but I can make sure he knows he’s not alone.
I’ll be here to make him feel. I’ll do whatever it takes, even if it causes me pain.
I’m not expecting our future to be sunshine and rainbows, but I feel like we really could have a chance together to make something incredibly special.
Warmth surrounds my body as I come to. My brain feels foggy, but the ache between my legs pulls a smile from my lips. Normally, the reminder would haunt me, but not with Greyson. Being with him is everything I’ve ever wanted—safety and comfort. After the initial shock, it was easy to let him in. The look in his eyes as we fucked just screamed love and devotion.
Greyson’s arms are wrapped around me, as he subconsciously holds me close to his body. My head is on his chest, with one hand placed on his abs. His breaths are soft and slow, letting me know he’s still asleep.
The electric clock on the nightstand reads four in the morning. I know I need to get back soon, but I don’t want this to end. I probably have about an hour before we need to leave, so I’m going to make the most of this time we have.
Looking at him sleep, he seems so peaceful. It’s like all his inner demons have escaped him for the night, allowing him to finally rest. Reaching up, I push his soft brown hair back from his forehead. My sweet, tortured man. I could stay like this forever. Especially if it means he has some peace.
His brows pinch together as he rouses from his sleep. A deep moan escapes his throat as I let my hand trail down his body, stopping at the bottom of his abs. His eyes stay closed, making me wonder if he’s actually still sleeping or not. Slowly, I dip my hand further under the sheet that barely covers his body, grabbing hold of his already hard cock.
How can something be so hard yet so soft at the same time?
Gliding my hand up and down his impressive length, I savor the feeling of his warmth in my hand. I never thought I would enjoy the feeling, but I can’t seem to get enough of his cock. Just as I’m about to shift my body down so I can take it into my mouth, Greyson’s large palm tightens on my waist, digging his fingers into my hip, while his other hand grabs my wrist.
"Angel, what are you doing?” His voice is husky, as he cracks open his eyes and stares at me with desire.
“I was just about to give you a wake up call, before we have to get going,” I say sweetly, batting my lashes at him.
“You’re going to be the death of me... but don’t let me stop you.” He releases my wrist and my hip, allowing me to slip out from his embrace.
I shift my body down the bed, pushing the sheet back, letting his cock spring free. Just looking at his massive length has me drooling. I look back up at him, giving him a wicked grin before wrapping my hand around his base and taking him in my mouth.
