Chapter 6
Clay
I need a shower—and a moment—to calm down after this morning. She gets my blood going like no one else.
Stubborn, sassy, and so fucking sexy. It’s been too long since I’ve been home, and I miss my husband. I know this time away hasn’t been fair to him either. This isn’t exactly my job, and he knows it’s more than that.
Hopefully, Jolee can finally get some rest. I think she’s still having nightmares, and she needs to talk to someone about what happened—really talk—so she can put it behind her. But she’s not going to listen to anything I say. Maybe I can find someone she will listen to?
“Hey, love.”
Grant comes up behind me, wrapping me in his warm arms. I immediately relax, leaning back into him.
“I’m sorry,” I murmur. “I’ve missed you. I’ve missed being home with you.”
“Hush,” he says softly. “No worries. I can see the attraction. She’s all fire and heat, but there’s a lot she’s not sharing. Like the fact she hasn’t had a man in her bed for eight years.”
“What?” I twist to look at him. “How did you find that out? I doubt she just offered that information. Hell, I could barely get a pizza order out of that woman.” I chuckle.
“Yeah, I can see that,” he says, grinning. “But I asked, and she answered. No context. There’s definitely a story there, but I wasn’t opening that door. I just wanted you to know she’s got more going on than what she shows on the outside.”
“Yeah,” I sigh. “But she’s not exactly easy to win over.”
“Oh,” he says, “Do you want to win her over?”
“Of course I do and need to tell you something.” I clear my throat. “I didn’t really intend for it to happen… at least not yet. But I couldn’t get her to shut up.” I feel the blush rising and try to turn away.
He grabs my chin, pulling it back so I can’t hide.
“Did you occupy her mouth, love?”
He knows. He always knows.
“Yes,” I admit. “And it was hot. I want another taste. One kiss wasn’t enough.”
Grant laughs out loud. “I’ll have to ask her about that later. For now…” He presses into me. “She’s sleeping, and I need some loving from my husband.”
He drags kisses down my neck, sucking gently at the corner. A shiver of delight runs through me, drawing out a deep moan from within.
God, I’ve missed my husband.
His hands roam my naked body, caressing and pinching all my pleasure spots, working me up. My dick twitches and hardens further with everything he’s doing to me.
“I need to remind you that you’re my husband. And that my cock owns this ass.”
He slaps each cheek for emphasis.
“Like I could ever forget.”
He spanks me harder this time, lighting me up.
“Please.” I’m panting and bracing myself on the counter. I arch and push my ass back into his hard erection. It’s been too long and way too long a day already.
“Fuck, love. Begging already? I should make you wait, but I don’t have it in me right now to tease you endlessly. Another time.”
That’s all the warning I get when two of his thick fingers slide into me, stretching and lubing me up. I groan at the pleasant invasion.
“Please. I need you– ah!” I lose it when he slips another finger in. I fucking need him. My head tips back, and I arch, taking them deeper.
“Look at your cock dripping for me. For this.” He stills his fingers inside of me and palms my cock, gliding the precum down my length.
“Oh god. Oh fuck, Grant. Please.”
I whimper as he leaves me empty.
“Stroke yourself, but we are coming together. Do your worst to get me there with you.”
Oh, this man. He could dirty-talk me into doing anything. I slowly stroke myself, careful as I know I’m already on edge.
He grips my ass, spreading me wide as he starts to enter. We both let out deep groans once he’s all the way in. He remains still, kissing my back before he begins to wreck me.
“Shit, love. I missed this. Craved it. My hand is nothing compared to you.”
He shows me exactly what I’ve been missing and reinforces his possession of me.