Chapter 39
“This is so beautiful,” Grady murmurs, peering at the scenery and the horizon overlooking the cliff we found on the outskirts of the town we’ve been staying in.
All of us hit the road in the morning to the next stop, but I wanted to get away from our friends for the day and do something with just Grady, especially after the incredible night we shared two nights ago. He told me about the conversation he had with Jade after we went out to eat yesterday, and I’m filled with such hope now. Even though the situation isn’t ideal in any sense, knowing that we’re free to see where this goes for us feels really damn good.
It”s ridiculously early in the morning, but Grady wanted to watch the sunrise from this spot. It’s apparently well-known for picturesque sunrises and sunsets. When he woke me up, it was still dark, and we’d only gone to bed a handful of hours prior, so to say I’m exhausted would be an understatement. Not to mention, we had to hike about three miles to get here, and you bet your ass I grumbled about it the entire time, but now that we’re here and the sun is beginning to make its appearance in the sky, I get it.
Dressed comfortably in a royal-blue hoodie, black athletic pants, and a pair of white Converse high tops—not exactly the most appropriate hiking shoes—Grady looks stunning standing on this lookout. His camera hangs around his neck by the black leather strap, and every few moments, he’ll bring it up to his face and snap a few pictures. His hair is wild and tousled from not messing with it before we left the hotel, and I’m dying to run my hands through it, but I use some restraint because he looks so happy in his element.
Letting the camera hang, he turns to face me, a wide, toothy grin fixed on his face as he holds his hand out. I take it, letting him pull me closer, where he kisses me long and slow. “Thank you for letting me drag you up here with me,” he breathes against my mouth. “I know you’re tired, but this means a lot.”
I smile before pressing my lips to his for another kiss. “It’s worth it seeing how excited you are.”
Grady takes a step back, eyes glinting as he brings the camera up, aiming it at me. I can’t help the faint laughter that escapes when I hear the sound of the shutter taking the photo. I’ve always been weird about my picture being taken, which I know is silly given how in the public eye I am with my career, and how frequently I’m photographed, but I kind of like getting to see myself through Grady’s eyes.
“Let me take some of you,” I murmur as I reach for the camera.
He snorts. “No way.”
“Why not?”
“I don’t like being on the other end of the camera,” he says shyly, and it makes me smile. “It’s… I don’t know.”
Bringing my hand up to his face, I cup his cheek, my chest squeezing when he leans into the touch. “Teach me how to use it,” I say. “And let me show you how I see you.”
Something soft and affectionate passes through his gaze at my words. He doesn’t say anything for a moment, and when he swallows, his Adam’s apple rolls in his throat. But then he nods wordlessly, removing the strap from around his neck, and he hands it to me. When I take it from him, our fingers brush, and a shot of electricity passes between us. Grady gives me a brief tutorial on camera etiquette, and then gets all nervous when I try to take his picture. It’s adorable.
“You’re being weird.” I laugh. “Go look out at the sunrise.”
Brows knitting together, Grady huffs out a chuckle. “You’re being weird,” he tosses back, but he does as I ask and, in my very humble opinion, I think I’m able to snap some pretty great shots of him.
Glancing at the screen on the camera before peering over at Grady, I understand it now. The satisfaction that comes from capturing someone this way. Getting to show the world—or at the very least, show Grady—how he’s seen through my eyes. I take several more, really getting carried away with it, before he finally huffs out a laugh.
“Alright, that’s enough of that.” I can’t help but laugh at the furrow in his brow as he reaches for the camera. “I think I’ll stay on this side of the camera from now on,” he grumbles, sliding the leather strap around his head again before flashing me a satisfied grin.
We don’t stay there for long, but the time we do spend there is nice. It’s carefree and fun, and being able to enjoy something as simple as a sunrise with him is something I didn’t even know I needed before now.
On our way back into town, we stop and grab breakfast smoothies before going back to the hotel. Back in the room, we both strip down, racing to the bathroom, where we turn on the shower and climb inside. The hike worked up quite a sweat, and now all I want is to get simultaneously clean and dirty with Grady.
Water streams down his body as he peers up at me, and my breath catches in my throat. He’s just such a beautiful person, inside and out. It’s crazy to think how we got here, and how this time last year I had no clue this side of me even existed. Now, I can’t imagine it being any other way. I lean in and kiss Grady, pouring everything into this kiss. By the time we turn the faucet off and climb out, we’re both hard and wound up, and I’m dying to get my hands on him.
“I have an idea,” I murmur as soon as we make it out of the bathroom.
Grady turns, watching me with amusement. “And what’s that?”
I grab the camera that’s sitting on the dresser, holding it up as I smirk. “How about I take some pictures of us.”
A sly grin quirks his lips as he tilts his head to the side. “Do you mean what I think you mean?”
Tongue poking the inside of my cheek, I nod.
Heat flares in Grady’s eyes. “What a dirty boy you are, Daddy Boone,” he teases.
My cock gives an appreciative twitch at the filthy nickname. “What do you say?”
Grady’s gaze flits over to the corner of the room for a moment before a mischievous expression takes over his face. “I say,” he starts, crossing the room over to the chair in the corner. Picking up my cowboy hat, he places it on his head. “We do a little switch-a-roo.”
Standing before me in nothing more than my hat, he’s a fucking sight. Cock hard and jutting out, he reaches down and strokes himself once…twice…three times before letting out a chest-deep groan, head falling back, all while his eyes remain locked with mine.
“What do you say, baby?” His voice is husky as it washes over me like molten lava. “Wanna do a little role switch with me?”
My stomach somersaults at the desire radiating off of him. “What exactly do you mean by that?”
Grady closes the distance in three long strides, coming to a stop directly in front of me. Peering up at me, lust and need shining bright in his heavy-hooded eyes, he smirks, wrapping a hand around my hard, heavy length, and pumping a few times. Nice and slow. “I mean,” he says, voice hushed and throaty, “that I want to fuck you this time.”
My throat tightens and my heart thumps heavily in my chest. Holy fuck. Do I want that? It’s definitely been something I’ve thought about. Something I’ve been curious about. And I can’t deny the thrill the idea sends through me.
“Don’t feel like you have to say yes,” Grady says softly, his hand still slowly working me over.
“No, I, uh…” Clearing my throat, I try to slow my heart rate down. “I think… Let’s try it.”
Grady’s eyebrows shoot up. “Really?” He chuckles. “I totally wasn’t expecting you to say yes to that. Are you sure?”
I nod. “I’m sure. Just please go slow and be gentle with me.”
He leans in and presses his lips to mine. “I’ll take very good care of you.” And I believe him. Grady takes me by the hand, leading me to the bed. Laying me down in the middle, he drapes his body over mine as he kisses me gently but hungrily. I can taste his need and feel his adoration with every slow, measured swipe of his tongue against mine.
Working his way down my body, he licks and kisses everywhere, taking his time. Goosebumps cover my flesh, and my heart beats so fast I’m certain it’s going to break through my ribcage. Somehow, I’m able to think clearly enough to remember what started this whole thing. Bringing the camera up, I take one picture after another, focusing on the heat in his gaze. On the way he looks as he worships my body. The way his tongue flicks out against the head of my cock. The way his lips wrap around my length. It’s all so, so good.
“Hand me the lube,” Grady instructs, holding out his hand as he continues to lick up and down the underside of my length. Blindly reaching toward the nightstand, because I can’t fathom taking my eyes off the sight before me for even a split second, I find the slim, clear bottle, handing it to him. My pulse races and every inch of my skin feels on fire as I watch him flip open the cap and pour the gel onto his fingers. “Tell me if, at any point, you need me to stop or slow down, okay?”
I nod, biting down on my bottom lip.
Running his finger along the length of my crease, he takes my cock in his mouth, sinking down as his finger circles my rim. With each passing second, he takes me a little deeper as he applies more and more pressure to my hole, until he breaks through, pushing past the tight ring of muscle. I’m watching him with my elbows holding me up, and I drop my head back, gasping as the intrusion causes a slight burn. It’s not too much, but it’s different.
Grady goes nice and slow, making sure to bring the pleasure from his mouth and tongue as he gently works his finger farther into my channel. Thrusting in and out a few times, he eventually slides a second finger in beside the first, the stretch and burn becoming stronger. He pulls off my length, keeping his fingers moving lazily inside of me.
“You doing okay?” he asks.
“Yup,” I murmur, my eyes squeezed shut.
“Hey, look at me,” he says softly. I peer down at him, a warmth flooding me as our eyes meet. “Do you want me to stop?”
I shake my head. “No, keep going.”
It doesn’t take long for the discomfort and the burn to morph into something much sweeter. Grady continues to suck me nice and deep, bringing me right up to the edge of explosion while his fingers stretch me open. By the time he deems me ready, I’m panting and on the verge of coming, so turned on I don’t even have time to stop and be nervous about what’s going to happen. I’m going out of my mind with need for Grady, and I don’t care that this is something totally new; I want it because it’s with him.
Once he sits back and applies a generous amount of lube to his length, he pushes my legs back, lining himself up. “Ready?” he asks, the restraint and lust in his voice heady. His eyes are wild, cheeks flushed.
Nodding, I smirk. “Yeah, fuck me, baby.”
“God, you have no idea how fucking hot you are.” I swear, if possible, Grady’s eyes darken even more as he slowly eases into me. True to his word, he’s gentle and careful, but his cock is bigger than his fingers, so it takes a minute for me to adjust.
I grit my teeth as my body works to stretch around him, and it feels like it takes an eternity until I feel the pleasure sweep in, but eventually it does, and I let out the breath I’d been holding.
“You’re doing so good,” Grady coos, tracing my hole with his thumb. He looks mesmerized, staring at where we’re connected. Glancing up at me, he says, “Hand me the camera.”
With a shaky hand, I grab the camera, passing it to him. Grady sets a languid pace, capturing the moment with a click of a button. Handing it to me, I take a few, wanting to look back on this when it’s over, but then I set it to the side to be fully present.
“Doing okay?” he asks.
The burn has fully dissipated, replaced by fiery heat. The way he’s entering me, his cock rubs up against a spot inside of me that has me seeing stars. Every rock of his hips grazes that sweet button I never knew I had.
“Yeah.” A moan falls from my lips as my eyes roll back. “You feel s-so good.”
With a smirk tugging on his lips, he reaches down, wrapping a tight fist around my cock, the grip and sensation only intensifying the pleasure soaring inside of me.
“Oh, fuck,” I gasp, gripping the sheets beneath me.
A groan rips from Grady’s throat as he picks up the pace, hips slapping against my ass, the sound filthy and erotic. “I’m not going to last,” he growls. “You’re so tight. Fuck!”
Reaching up, I pinch and tweak my nipples between my fingers as he continues to stroke my cock and fuck my ass. My entire body is lit up, flames licking my veins as Grady works me closer and closer to the edge. We’re both breathing hard, groaning, and panting. It’s all too much, I can’t hold on.
“I’m close,” I cry out, feeling my balls tighten and a wave of tingles dancing over my skin. “Fuck, baby, I’m gonna come.”
“That’s it,” he purrs. “Come for me, Boone. Give it to me, I need it.”
Everything hits me at once. The pleasure he’s giving my body, the way he looks pounding into me, wearing my hat, and the hunger and desire in his eyes. All of it shoots me into the sky. I’m soaring on cloud nine, swimming in ecstasy, as my cock pulses in his fist, thick ropes covering my stomach and chest. I throw my head back, crying out as Grady fucks every last drop out of me before spilling inside of me.
“Oh, fuck!” he moans. “Fuck, fuck, I’m coming…”
His movements come to a stop, and he removes his hand from around my length. Before he pulls out of me, he leans over, running the flat of his tongue along my torso, gathering up every last drop of my release, groaning as he tastes me. The sight is hot enough that I could easily come again.
Falling onto the bed beside me, he gazes over, looking absolutely satiated and spent. “I can’t believe you let me do that.” He laughs.
Huffing out a small chuckle, I roll onto my side, resting my head in my palm. “I can’t either,” I admit.
Arching a brow, he asks, “What’d you think?”
“I didn’t hate it,” I reply honestly. “In fact, I enjoyed it a lot more than I thought I would. I don’t know if it’s something I’ll want to do all the time, but I’d be open to doing it again.”
That earns me a boyish grin that I feel in my chest. “I enjoyed it too, but I much prefer when you fuck me.” Leaning over, he kisses me. It’s short and sweet. “Thank you for trusting me enough to do that.”
“Thank you for making me feel like I could trust you.”
I pull Grady against my chest, and we cuddle in bed for a while before we get dressed and order room service. Later that night, we FaceTime Suzy, both of us missing her, and then we meet up with the gang for a couple of rounds of pool at a local bar. Getting to be out in the open with my feelings about Grady is a strange feeling, but a good one.