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“You will get no objections from me,” Aubree sighed with pleasure. Grant thrusted into her pussy only pausing briefly to give her a minute to adjust to his size. When she kissed him, Grant knew it was time to put in the work. He pulled all the way out only leaving the tip in before surging forward to the hilt and pulling back out again, repeating the action multiple times. Grant leaned back to watch as his stiff rod entered her core watching the wetness he was creating with the simple motion. Aubree’s moans increased as Grant took her against the wall in the family room. She let go of Grant’s shoulders to massage her breasts, tweaking her nipples as she felt the first indication that her orgasm was rearing its head. Rocking her hips to meet each thrust as Grant pounded into her body. This is the moment she had desired, but not even in her wildest fantasy did she think this man would bring her under submission. She was ready to give it all up for him to be the woman she said she would never be for a man again. Whatever he wanted, she would do. Whatever he told her to do, she would. She would give up dancing and give this man all the babies he wanted just to feel the way she felt in that moment.
“I’m about to cum, please don’t stop! Don’t stop! Grant…oh, G-rant, shit yes! Umh!” Aubree’s moans grew louder by the second.
“Let me hear you, don’t hold back. Cum on this dick.” Grant pushed her to get to the finish line and provide a little more encouragement when he made sure every plunge, he hit her clit. Aubree felt as if her head was about to explode as her body started to shake from the orgasm that almost took her out. “Grant baby, YES! Ohhhh!”
Her orgasm set the directions for his release as he pumped into Aubree faster and harder. When Aubree hit her second peak, Grant exploded, releasing his hot seed inside of Aubree as they both panted. Tonight, the line was crossed to the beginning of a new level for them to explore.
Chapter 19
The sunlight was slowly making its way through the shear curtains that covered the French doors in Grant’s bedroom. He had been awake for a couple of hours reminiscing about last night and the early morning hours he had spent with Aubree. After the first round, she didn’t hold back one ounce of herself from him as he left his mark all over her body. He watched her as she slept in his bed, hair all wild and her naked breasts barely hidden by the sheet looking like she had been thoroughly fucking all night. He was trying to give her an opportunity to sleep in just a little while longer, but he couldn’t help himself. He wanted her just that bad. Easing over to the bed, Grant slid toward Aubree as she snuggled close to feel his warmth. He began placing kisses on her back while caressing her butt and hips.
Aubree’s eyes fluttered open as the light touches of Grant’s lips and hands sent a rush of sensations through her body. He took her body to heights she had never experienced with any man before, especially not Gerald. Grant made sure she received all the pleasure she could before he was concerned about his own. After the initial encounter, they moved to Grant’s bedroom and took things slower than before making love to her all night into the morning. It wasn’t a surface in the room or bathroom they didn’t use for making love. Based on his actions now, Aubree knew what was about to go down. Grant flipped her over on her back and moved down further to kiss her lower lips. There was no better way to wake up than with your man between your thighs kissing and tonguing your pussy, Aubree thought, fully awake, enjoying Grant’s wake up call. He inserted two fingers in her pussy fingering her as he paid attention to her pearl.
“Grant, baby… Grant,” Aubree moaned loudly. She was so glad that Allie had taken Chanel for the weekend so they could finally get the chance to be with each other. Lost in the euphoria of the sensations that were taking over her whole being, Aubree nearly came off the bed when Grant inserted his thumb in her forbidden area. She had only allowed one man to breach that sacred area once, but his rough handling caused her to never allow him back. But Grant, the way he handled her, her temple was his no matter how he chose to occupy her sacred thrones. The fulness she felt being taken by this man made her holler out for the whole neighborhood to hear. “AHH…UHM! GRANTTTTT!”
Grant had to use his other hand to hold her down, and he continued his lashing to get her ready for their morning delight. Aubree started riding Grant’s face, chasing a powerful orgasm that would definitely take her out. She was about to take the plunge to ecstasy when Grant abruptly stopped.
Aubree screamed, “WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?!!!” frustrated and ready to kick him in his perfectly handsome face.
Grant smirked. “I want you to rain all your morning honey on this dick. I hope you are ready.”
Grant forcefully entered her pussy pounding in to her as if he was drilling for gold. The first thrust made Aubree’s whole body stop functioning for at least two seconds, and her morning honey rained on his dick nonstop. He placed her legs on his shoulders and plowed her until they both got their release and let their sleep induced orgasms carry them to slumber land.
Aubree was the first to awake after their early morning tryst T.K.O.’d them for most of the morning. She wanted to make breakfast for Grant because she knew he had burned a lot of energy between last night and this morning, so he was due a huge meal fit for her king, her man. Was it too soon to give him the title of her man? Yes, they had sex, but would he claim her as his woman? Would he take her around town or to meet his business partners? More importantly, would he introduce her to his family as his girlfriend or woman? How would Chanel respond if she knew that Aubree and Grant were in a relationship? Aubree knew better than assuming Grant would want to be in a relationship with her based on an awesome night of sex and a few shared moments. She needed to be sure they were on the same page before jumping to conclusions and making an ass out of herself. This could be the very thing her grandmother warned her about; a rich man having his plaything until he married a respectable woman from his circle. She didn’t want to hear her grandmother say, “I told you so” or the worst… “Just like your mama.”
No, she would not hear her grandmother say those words to her again.
Aubree was so deep in her thoughts that she didn’t hear Grant come in the kitchen. He walked up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist startling her while she stood at the counter waiting on the coffee to brew.
“Hey, you scared me. I thought you would be sleep for a while, so I decided to surprise you with breakfast in bed.”
“Well, I rolled over only to find that you were gone and had to come looking for you.” Grant’s hands slid from Aubree’s waist, and he started caressing her thighs and hips as his hardness was pressed in her back. Even though Grant and Aubree had been going at it like rabbits since last night, Grant still wanted her. She looked beautiful standing in the kitchen in her sheer robe, face glowing, hair out wild and big, and ready to take over as head.
“Breakfast will be ready in about 10 more minutes, so you can have a seat at the high bar until I’m done.” But Grant didn’t move; he continued touching and rubbing her, which would delay the first meal they had had since yesterday afternoon. He kissed her on the back of her neck and collarbone, running his hands toward her inner thigh to her pussy.
“Babe, you have to stop so we can eat,” Aubree reasoned with Grant, but he acted as if she wasn’t talking to him.
“If you had stayed in bed until I woke, you could’ve helped me with this urge to have my way with you.” His hand was now fondling her breasts, twisting and plucking her nipples. He would let her rest and have breakfast after this last time. Her beautiful moans serenaded him with a lovely song about her release that was coming to head.
“We have…to …ea…eat Oh!” Grant lifted Aubree onto the cabinet, untied her robe, and began feasting on her breast. Aubree grabbed the back of his head encouraging him to continue as his hand made its way to her panties. Moving her panties to the side, Grant entered Aubree in slow motion. Cooking breakfast quickly turned to morning sexing in the kitchen.
Allie had been calling Grant all morning with no success in reaching him. She had gone by the office to see if he was working which he did some weekends when Chanel was away from home. No one had heard from him—not their parents, Cameron, nor Roland knew Grant’s whereabouts. She was hoping that he hadn’t spent the weekend with Celeste after she had provided him with the perfect space and time to have with Aubree. They had been dancing around each other for too long, and she decided to take matters into her own hands. Since she hadn’t heard from Grant, Allie decided to pop up with Chanel to see what Grant had planned for the rest of the weekend. Once she pulled in the driveway, she saw his and Aubree’s car in the driveway and wondered why he wasn’t answering the home phone nor his cell phone.
“Hey Chanel, stay in the car while I go check on your dad. I’ll be right back, sweetie.”
“Okay!”
Chanel barely paid any attention to Allie since she was playing on her tablet. Allie went to the front door and called Grant again on both phones, but he didn’t answer. She even tried Aubree’s phone which went straight to voice mail. Concerned, Allie used the side entry gate to the backyard so she could get the spare key. This was not like Grant to be unreachable to his family no matter where he was. Aubree bent down to get the key from under the giant blue planter, turning her head toward the bay patio doors, and saw the one thing she never wanted to see in all her life—her brother naked. He wasn’t just naked, but he was fucking the shit out of a faceless woman. She couldn’t tell who the woman was because her hair was covering her face, but she had a pretty good idea who the owner of the big hair was. He had just shifted their position which gave Allie an opportunity to see that the faceless woman was Aubree.
“Auntie Allie, are you back here?” Chanel yelled for her. The last thing she wanted Chanel to see was her dad having sex with her dance teacher/nanny, so she had to get them out of the backyard. Smiling, Allie turned toward Chanel.
“Guess what, sweetheart? You are staying with me for the entire weekend!”
Her plan worked, and she owed Cameron for his part in orchestrating everything. She knew he would want her to make good on her promise, and she planned to make good as soon as Chanel went home.
Aubree and Grant spent the rest of the weekend getting to know each other physically as well as personally. She talked about her family, growing up with her grandmother, and her best friends and how dance had a huge influence in her life. Dance was the constant in her life, the one thing that didn’t disappoint her and brought her endless joy especially teaching dance. She discussed her vision for the performing arts center she desired to open with her best friend Davis. The plan had been for her to teach the dance classes and Davis would teach the drama classes, and they would incorporate the two with two major productions each season. If she could get her part together, then they could live their dream. Grant revealed ideas for her to raise the funds needed without having to seek grant funded prospects.
Despite the fact Grant hadn’t had grown up on the northside, he told her about growing up in the Hollings household. His mother was overbearing, and his father was taskmaster who found ways to make everything a character-building challenge Grant could never win. His father wasn’t ready to relinquish his power at Hollings Holding, so he used any and everything to keep Grant from taking over, being a single father… being the main one. Grant Sr. never cared how many school events, sports, or societal events he missed, but constantly nagged at Grant for being present for Chanel in a way he never was for Grant and Allie. Aubree heard the passion in his voice as they talked about future plans he had for Hollings as soon as he took over the company to take it to the next level. The conversations, intimate cuddle time, and the playful banter was what they craved in a partner, but could the budding relationship survive beyond the weekend bubble they created?
