Chapter 6
GRAYSON
“Are you sure this is okay?” Mia asks, her brows pressing together in doubt. Her gaze follows the sushi chef as he places a tray filled with salmon sashimi in front of us. The man bows before stepping away, back to his station, where he focuses on rolling sushi.
“Of course it is,” I tell her, cleaning my hands with a napkin before I pluck a nigiri from another tray.
I bring it to my mouth and chew on the best fish I could find in town.
There’s nothing like good food. If there’s something I appreciate spending my money on, it’s good food.
I wash it down with a sip of water, then meet Mia’s worried gaze.
“What’s wrong? You said you enjoyed sushi. ”
“I do...” And she slides a glance at the chef. “I thought we were going to a restaurant, though. Not having a private chef in your dining room.”
“Only the best for you.”
Her cheeks go pink, and she smiles, but I can tell she’s embarrassed.
Maybe I went too hot, too fast… Again. I can’t help it.
This woman makes me want to be a better man.
She makes me want to give her everything in my reach, make her feel comfortable and safe.
And I can see life hasn’t treated her well. I have to get her used to it.
God, I’m going to spoil this woman rotten. She’ll have everything she ever needs, every little whim and desire. Whatever it takes to see her smile.
And what she needs right now is a distraction.
I ask her about her portfolio and her sewing.
She tells me all about how much she loves doing it and how she creates new clothes in her spare time.
I devour her tales and watch her smile as she tells me about her history.
Seeing her this happy fills me with pride.
Mia eats the sushi, humming in delight at the fresh salmon on her tongue, and the sound never fails to give me a new erection.
It’s just permanent now. I’ll have to get used to it. She makes me burn and I have no way around it. This woman is my obsession, and I’ll never tire of her.
The chef leaves when I tell him we’re done.
Mia drinks from her favorite tea, the one I saw her drinking the first time we met.
She smiles at me when I serve her. We keep chatting, and I keep asking more questions about her past. She seems hesitant to tell me about a part of her life, a part where she just says she was working hard and that’s all.
Something tells me there’s more to it. A memory that hurts her, that she doesn’t like to share.
And it’s alright. I would force nothing out of her.
Mia catches her breath, a smile playing on the corner of her lips. “You’re a good listener, Grayson,” she says, her voice thick as she gazes at me. Mia releases a sigh, slumping against the chair. “I didn’t know there were men interested in anything other than themselves out there.”
There. That’s a clue to the reason behind her hesitant speech. Maybe some fucker hurt her? The mere idea of a man making her cry makes me roar in rage. I grind my teeth together and keep the sound from her. She doesn’t need to know I’d pull someone’s limbs apart if I learned they did her wrong.
“I’ll listen to anything you want to say,” I tell her, reaching across the table to touch her fingertips with mine. Mia lets me touch her hand, then she smiles.
“Why did you tell me to bring a swimsuit?” she asks.
The word swimsuit leaving her mouth makes my cock twitch again.
God, did she bring it? “I have a Jacuzzi if you’d like to try it out.
” I never have time for it, but I want her to enjoy our time together.
Since we aren’t as intimate as I hoped for, I suggested the swimsuit.
She’d just refuse if I told her to ditch any clothes, and I respect that.
Mia sits up, her brows climbing her forehead. “Really? I never used one.”
My pants are so tight now I’m pretty sure I’ll rip a hole through the zipper. “Would you like to?”
With a sweet smile, she nods. I take her hand and guide her to the master bedroom.
The room that will soon be ours. Mia enters the ensuite bathroom as I turn the lights on.
White lights bathe the white tiles, the Jacuzzi, and the clawfoot tub.
Now that I look at it, everything is freaking white.
I should have had someone put some decoration up before she came here.
I slide a glance in her direction. Does she like it?
Would she enjoy living in this place with me?
Mia’s jaw drops. “Wow, this bathroom is as big as my apartment!”
I chuckle, but there’s no humor on her face. Shit, what size is the place she lives in? I have to get her to live with me as soon as possible. Mia steps into the bathroom, then bends to take off her shoes. She grins at me, even as she blushes.
“How do we get that Jacuzzi running?” she asks, and I make quick work of it. With my back to her, I hear her rustling out of her clothes, though I don’t see it. It was my idea, but now that it’s come to it, I feel like a teenager about to have my first time.
She’s that special. Fuck, she’s the woman of my life. I don’t know how it happened, and I wouldn’t have believed it if someone else told me, but... I’m in love with her. There’s no other explanation. This feeling in my gut, the obsession, the urgency to have her.
I get to my feet and rush into the bedroom to change my clothes.
No swim trunk in the world would conceal my hardness.
Ignoring it, I make my way back into the bathroom to find Mia already inside the Jacuzzi.
She’s in a black bikini, revealing mouth-watering cleavage, and I can’t take my eyes off it as I approach.
Water drips from the bubbles to hit her chest, making her dark skin gleam.
I look up to find her eyes, and her pupils burn with the same intensity I feel in my stomach.
Mia licks her lips, her eyes on me. I’m not hiding my hard-on, and she enjoys the sight of it.
Slowly, I step into the hot water and sit down in the tub.
It’s almost too small for a man my size.
I have to pull my knees back to give her space.
We sit in silence for a couple of heartbeats.
And that’s all I can take. Tension snaps like a tightrope.
Kneeling in front of her, I shove my fingers into Mia’s hair and grip at the base, tugging her head back.
She moans a filthy sound that shoots pleasure straight to my cock.
I take her lips, kissing her hard as she rakes her nails down my arms. Mia explores my chest and my stomach, hands bracing on my shoulders as her tongue dances with mine.
“Can I touch you, sweet girl?” I roar against her mouth, my balls heavy with need. “Let me touch these pretty tits.”
“Oh, God,” she moans, throwing her head back, exposing her throat. I kiss down her neck and nibble on her collarbones. “Please, please, touch me.”
Cupping her perfect tits in my hands, I play with them until hard knots beckon for me.
Her nipples pebble through the fabric and I tug the triangles away until her breasts are revealed in all their beauty.
I gape at them, pressing them together before I lather the nipples with kisses and tiny bites.
Mia arches her back, pressing her chest to my face, asking for more.
Her legs touch my hips, and she hooks her ankles behind my back.
My cock presses flush to her center and pre-come seeps through my trunks with how hard I need her body against mine.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” I tell her before gripping her around the hips and propping her on the edge of the Jacuzzi, out of the water.
Mia looks down at herself, pressing her arms to the sides of her breasts. “Maybe we should... Mm... Move to the bedroom? Or turn the lights off?”
I pull back. “What?” That catches me so off-guard. Why would I want any darkness now? I need to see her. I need to see every part of her, learn how she likes it, taste her skin... “Lights off? Why?”
Mia chews on her bottom lip, looking away from me. “You know, I’m not exactly skinny. Quite the opposite.”
“So?” I shoot back, straightening my spine to capture her chin between my fingers. “Dogs like bones, sweet girl. You’re fucking perfect the way you are. Besides, I want to see you when you come all over my face.”
Her jaw drops, eyes going round, and I take the moment of silence to bury my face between her thighs.
Mia gasps as I close my mouth over her pussy, licking at the wet fabric.
Fuck, this is torture. Pure torture to taste her like this.
I spread her knees apart, pull her swimsuit out of my way, and lap up at her cunt.
Mia jumps off the edge, bucking her hips into my face.
I keep her in place, taking turns circling my tongue and sucking on her clit until I know what she enjoys.
Inserting a finger into her wet cunt, I take it slow, easing it in so I won’t hurt her.
Her inner walls clamp down around me, so fucking tight.
I lose my breath, thinking of how hard she’s going to milk me when I fuck her.
I eat her up, feasting on her juices, holding her against my face so she can brace herself on her hands and move against my lips.
And she tastes amazing. Fuck, she’s the best nectar I’ve ever had in my life.
I suck on her until she climbs the edge, her moans echoing up the tiles.
A hand shooting out, she grips at my hair and rides my face.
I think she notices she’s doing this and slows down, but I insert a finger into her channel, crook it, then pick up my pace.
Mia understands what I want, and she fucks my face harder.
When she comes apart, I’m right there to catch her.
I keep licking her, dragging out her pleasure, until she’s tugging on my hair, mumbling my name.
I stand up, meeting her eyes, but Mia grips my jaw and kisses me hard.
There is no way I can hold back now. Gripping her hips, I bring her up against me, then exit the Jacuzzi as carefully as possible.
I’m carrying the most important person ever in my arms, and God forbid I hurt her.
“You want this, sweet girl?” I ask, my hands kneading on her full backside.
She circles her hips in response, her pussy dragging along my cock. “So much. I want you so much.”
With a roar in the back of my throat, I take her to my bedroom and lay her on the mattress. She starts to complain about wet sheets, but I kiss her questions away. I need her. Fuck the sheets.
I try to undo the knot on her bikini top, but it drives me mad, and I end up ripping it to shreds.
Mia gasps but doesn’t complain, and I tug her bottoms down before I rip them to shreds, too.
She helps me out of my trunks with urgent fingers, and I kiss her plump lips again.
Fuck, she tastes so good. She tastes good everywhere.
I fist her hair, burying my face in it before tracing kisses down the side of her face and down her neck.
I give her tits the attention they deserve.
Mia reaches for my cock, her fingers pumping me, but I grab her wrists and lock them over her head.
“Not today,” I tell her. “Today it’s about you.”
She breathes out a sigh against my lips and then kisses me.
I angle my cockhead with her entrance and kiss her hard as I sink into her heat.
Mia holds onto me, circling her hips to take me in.
She stretches for me slowly, and I reach between us to flick her clit and make it easier.
Once I’m hilt deep, Mia relaxes against the pillow, eyes fluttering shut, and I sit back on my haunches.
My one goal is to make her come on my cock.
The sight of her spread, wet and ready for me is the best thing ever.
Gripping the back of her knees, I spread her completely and pound into her cunt.
She moves, tits bouncing, lips half-open.
Pure pleasure on her face. I fuck her into the mattress, savoring the feeling of her cunt clamping down around me.
Reaching for her clit, I flick it once more and she bursts open.
Mia screams out her pleasure, her cunt tightening around me.
It’s fucking maddening. My balls grow heavier, pleasure dripping down my spine like sweat.
I grind my teeth together and hold on. Not now. Just a little more.
Joining her knees in front of me, I push them away.
Her pussy glistens between her thighs and I watch it as my cock disappears inside her.
Mia reaches down to pry her ass cheeks apart, allowing me in deeper.
Fuck, there’s no way I’m holding back any longer.
Bending her even further, I thrust into her heat, seeking another orgasm from her before I let myself drop off the edge.
Mia cries out, her orgasm shaking her body. She reaches for my thighs, sinking her nails deep into my skin, and I keep pumping. Did I hit her spot? Fuck yes. I keep thrusting into that sweet point, her screams growing more desperate, more pleasure-filled, and then she squirts onto me.
“Fucking hell,” I cry out, watching her come all over my cock, drenching the sheets.
Mia’s body tightens as I keep her floating on that high and finally, I can’t hold back.
I spurt inside her, hard, and I fill her with my load as pleasure keeps shaking through me.
My heart thunders in my chest as I pull back, sliding my cock from her pussy to watch my come drip from within her.
If there’s something more erotic than this, I have no idea.
“Shit,” she hisses, struggling to sit up. “Shit, did I pee?”
“What? No.” A chuckle escapes me as I catch my breath. Mia’s eyes are wide with worry, but I cup her face and kiss her lips. “That was your orgasm, love. Never squirted before?”
She shakes her head. “No.”
I open a grin, pride filling my chest. “Don’t worry. It won’t be the last time.” And I kiss her again, helping her lie down as my fingers search for her sweet clit. This is far from over.