Chapter 38 Piper
THIRTY-EIGHT
Piper
After I finished chatting with Ollie and Callum, I stayed in the backyard for a long time. My head and my heart were both a mess.
I’d told Grace I had feelings for her brother. She’d handled it surprisingly well. I, on the other hand, couldn’t stand still.
Could I have a relationship with Grayden? Let myself fall for him? Invite him, not just into my life, but into Ollie’s? Even if I could be willing to risk my heart, what about my son’s?
Just the fact I was considering it was mind-blowing.
After a while, Grayden opened the back door and stepped outside. He came over to me, his hands in his pockets.
“Grace took off. She wanted to see Dane. Said she’d like to tell him about us, and I said yes. Hope that’s fine.”
“Of course. Yeah.”
“How was your talk with her?” he asked.
“I was going to ask you the same thing. It was alright. She was surprised, obviously, but she understands now. Grace is the best.”
“She is.” Grayden shifted his weight, looking at me like he was trying to read something in my face. “Can I kiss you?”
“You don’t really have to ask at this point. We’re probably past that.”
“You seem pretty tense, though.”
“I’m not.”
My shoulders were up near my ears.
“Piper,” he murmured, and closed the distance between us. Cupped my face in his hands. “Whatever’s spinning through your head right now, it’s okay. We don’t have to figure it all out yet.”
Grayden pressed his lips to mine briefly. Then came in for another soft kiss. And another. Giving me the chance to breathe in between.
I felt my shoulders dropping. My defenses lowering. Exactly what always happened when I was around him.
“Do you want some lunch?” he asked. “I can whip up a couple of my world-famous hot dogs. Got the ingredients in the fridge.”
“World famous, huh? Word got around that fast?”
“Hey, this is Silver Ridge. People talk. Or I could take you out to Hearthstone. Doesn’t matter to me. Just as long as I get to be with you. We’re still on our date.”
“Is it still our first official date? Or did we move on to the second?”
“You’re up for a second date?”
My heart kicked in my chest. “I could be persuaded.”
We had the rest of the afternoon and early evening to be together before Ollie returned home. After Ollie was back, I’d have more time to think and figure out what to do about the future.
The big, scary, unknown future. That might just include Grayden as my boyfriend.
Grayden smiled and kissed me again, more thoroughly this time. Overwhelming me and leaving me breathless.
“My place,” I said. “I don’t want lunch. I’d much rather have you.”
When we reached my house, I shut and locked the door. Grayden was giving me another look. Searing me with that intense gaze of his. Like he was trying to see into me.
I wanted him inside me, but there was only one way I could handle right now.
“Kiss me?”
“Coming right up.”
Grayden took my mouth in a blistering kiss. We were alone again, behind closed doors. Just us. Everything felt easier when we were like this.
“Tell me what you need, Piper,” he said between kisses.
His question was bigger than this moment. I knew that. I hadn’t missed the deeper meanings of the things he’d been saying since yesterday.
“Need you to fuck me. Show me how it would feel…”
“Hmm?” he prompted, kissing my neck as his hands traveled the length of my body. “Tell me.”
“Show me how it would feel if I were really yours, and you were mine.”
Grayden picked me up. I wrapped myself around him. He carried me to my bedroom, kicking the door shut. Set me gently on the mattress and lowered himself on top of me, still showering me with kisses.
His fingers popped the button on my pants.
I helped, lifting my hips for him to pull them off.
Then he pressed himself onto me again, the thick bulge in his jeans rutting against the crotch of my panties.
The way he rocked his hips was dirty and a little rough.
Exactly what I needed to get out of my head and focus on this moment.
“You want my cock thrusting inside you, wild girl? You want to feel me?”
“Yes,” I moaned. “I need it. Give it to me.”
Grayden sat back to yank his shirt over his head. I wiggled my sweater up and off while still lying flat on the bed.
I loved every detail of Grayden’s body. The tattoos, the dusting of dark hair on his chest and along his stomach. All the hair on his legs and forearms and his beard. So blatantly masculine.
He opened the fly of his jeans and pulled his cock out, stroking. His tip was deep purple, and his piercing glistened in the low, warm light of my bedroom. We’d left the lights off, and afternoon sunlight bled around the edges of my curtains.
“So hot,” I breathed.
His fingers toyed with the barbell in his cock head, tugging the curve of metal back and forth. Grayden made a low sound like the feeling of it was pure ecstasy, and somehow I felt it in me too. That jolt of wicked pleasure.
I wanted more. Everything.
He lowered himself to the mattress, moving down until his shoulders fit between my legs, and he pressed a kiss to the crotch of my panties. Then ran his tongue over the fabric, getting it even wetter than it already was.
“Grayden,” I gasped. “Please.”
“Condom?”
“Drawer. Over there.”
While Grayden reached for my nightstand, I stripped my panties off and unhooked my bra, tossing both garments somewhere on the floor. He pawed around in the drawer before turning back to me, giving me a heated, predatory look.
“What is this?” He held up my little bullet-shaped vibrator. His amused smirk told me he definitely knew what it was.
“It’s nothing,” I said in a teasing tone.
“Do you use this to make yourself feel good, Piper?”
“Sometimes.” I usually kept it better hidden, but since I was alone this weekend, I’d put it in my nightstand. That had been way back on Friday, when I hadn’t known if I’d see Grayden or not. So much had changed.
“Do you want to see?” I asked.
A feral growl rumbled from his throat. “Fuck yeah, I do.”
He handed me the vibrator. I stretched my other arm over my head and let one of my knees bend and fall open. My hair fanned over my pillows.
“You are so gorgeous.” His gaze devoured me. Consumed me and gave me life at the same time.
I switched on the vibrator and brought it between my legs. The first buzzing touch made me shudder and whimper. But as I kept going, sliding it just where I needed it, my breaths came faster and I lifted and lowered my hips.
Still watching me, Grayden got up and pushed his jeans all the way down. Then his boxer briefs. When he was naked, he kneeled on the bed again. Right between my legs. He gripped his cock and stroked a few times, stopping to thumb absently at his piercing.
I hadn’t even noticed that he’d grabbed a condom. But he held it up with his free hand. “I’m happy to use this if you want me to. You make the call. I’m negative.”
“Same. I haven’t been bare with anyone since…” I felt myself frowning, my body going cold. “Sorry.” Last thing I wanted in my head right now was my ex-husband.
Grayden tossed the condom to the mattress and crawled up beside me. He took the vibrator from my hand. “I’ve never been bare with anyone. But I want you like that, Piper. So fucking bad. I want to feel you on my cock. Claim you. Do you want that?”
“Yes,” I whispered, relaxing again and leaning into him. We were side by side. Skin against skin.
The vibe was still buzzing quietly. Grayden brought it between my thighs and slid the toy up and down over my clit. My head fell back against the pillow. “Oh, like that. Again. Please.”
“Tell me when you’re close. Right on the edge. Okay?”
I nodded, moaning at the jolts of pleasure spreading over my body. “It’s so good.”
Moving so he kneeled between my legs, he kept teasing the vibe over my clit. Withdrawing the toy and advancing. Until I couldn’t stand it anymore. “I’m going to come. Please don’t stop. Keep it right there. I—”
Grayden pulled the vibe away, downright evil, and I was about to tell him so.
But then he lined up his cock head at my opening and pushed inside. He thrust shallow and fast, angling his hips, and intense pleasure detonated inside me. Stealing my words. My breath.
I grabbed for my pillow over my head and just held on as wave after wave crashed over me.
Panting, Grayden slowed his thrusts, looking down at me with a satisfied smirk. “I think you liked that.”
“A little.”
“Nothing little about what’s happening here, sweetheart.”
He slid his shaft all the way into me, seating himself fully. I wrapped my legs around his hips. Dug my hands into his hair and pulled him down to kiss me.
Grayden was all around me. Filling me. His kisses were deep and hypnotic. A little messy too, like this was affecting him as much as me. He wasn’t even moving, and still the sensations were overwhelming enough to have my heart thrashing.
When he finally broke the kiss, he lifted onto his arms to stare down at me. And I had an excellent view myself. His strong body above me, his hair wild and hanging into his face.
His hips shifted, and I whimpered at how incredible it felt. His cock pulled out a bit more, then surged forward. I squeezed his hips with my thighs.
I didn’t ever want this to end.
He kissed me again for a while, pairing the caresses of his lips and tongue with flicks of his hips. Drawing out the pleasure.
I felt like a sparking live wire, and he was sharing all that electricity. Like I was made for this, and Grayden was the only man who’d ever fit me so exactly.
Even just breathing felt wonderful. Filling my lungs with something beautiful and sweet. Because I was breathing him in, and he was breathing me.
I had to be delirious with these thoughts I was having.
I only came back to reality when he pulled out. “What’re you doing?” I asked.
He nudged my hip. “Roll over for me. On your belly.”
I did. Grayden pushed my legs apart, and his cock slid easily back inside me. My moan was shameless, but it just felt so right.
My head turned to the side, and Grayden’s chest rested lightly against my shoulders. He felt deliciously heavy against me, though he was holding up most of his own weight.
He kissed my hairline. My ear.
Then he stroked his cock inside me again, and I felt his piercing hitting a spot on my inner wall that made me arch into him. The sound I made was guttural and primal. Made of nothing but sex.
“More,” I moaned. “More.”
“You like my cock, wild girl?”
My snark broke through the haze of lust in my brain. “Obviously. Give me more, or I’ll flip you over and reverse cowgirl you to within an inch of your life.”
Grayden belly-laughed, and I felt it inside me. “We’re definitely doing that sometime. Fuck. Maybe I want that right now. I can’t decide.”
“Grayden.” I wiggled back against him.
“Alright, alright. Calm down, you needy thing. I’ve got you.”
He pumped his cock with smooth, sure movements.
It felt so good I almost couldn’t take it.
I was moaning and begging. But the best part was the way Grayden was falling apart too.
His body was slick with sweat, radiating heat, as he panted and groaned into my ear.
Giving me so much pleasure, but using me for his pleasure too.
I reached back to grab his hip and feel the flex of his muscles with every thrust.
“You gonna come for me again?” he growled.
“I’m so, so close.”
“I’m trying to hold out for you, but you just feel too damn good.”
Suddenly Grayden withdrew and flipped me onto my back. He pushed my knees open and sheathed his cock inside me again. Then I noticed he had my vibrator in his hand.
He thumbed it on and held the vibrating toy against my clit.
The climax hit me hard and fast. Making my entire body clench tight and shudder. Almost immediately, I felt Grayden’s cock pulsing in answer.
His hips rocked against me a few more times, his rhythm faltering as he groaned huskily.
Grayden tossed the vibe aside and fell forward onto me. His arms snaked around me, his mouth seeking mine. He was still inside me, and I was wrapped around him, and I couldn’t tell where I ended and he began.
That should’ve been terrifying to me. But in that moment, I didn’t want any separation from Grayden. I wanted to believe we could have this closeness forever. And neither of us would ever let the other be hurt, ever again.