Chapter 10 #2
“Hey, babe, it’s just me.” Grayson peaked his head in the doorway as he asked, “How ya feeling?”
“Better.” I ran my hand over my face, trying my best to clear the fog. “How long have I been sleeping?”
“About half an hour or so.”
“Ugh. It wasn’t long enough.” I dropped my head back down on the pillow with a groan. “I think I could sleep for three days.”
“That hangover is really kicking your ass, huh?”
“Maybe a little.”
“I got something that might help.” He went back to the kitchen, then returned a few moments later with a sandwich and a bowl of soup. “Grilled cheese and chicken noodle. The best thing for a hangover.”
“Oh really?”
“Um-hmm. A trick I learned from my grandmother.”
“I’m willing to try anything right now.” I sat up in the bed as he offered me the bowl of soup. I took a quick sip, then asked, “So, how did the meeting with Braylon go?”
“Better than I expected.” Grayson placed my drink on the bedside table then sat down on the bed next to me. “I think Viper was actually kind of impressed with Braylon and what y’all done here.”
“Well, how about that!”
“Don’t get too excited, babe. Nothing’s really changed. Viper still wants us to keep watch week to week, and he wants extra cameras put around the perimeter of the property.”
“Braylon’s been saying the same thing for months.” I took another sip of soup before saying, “I guess I should’ve listened. I was just being stubborn.”
“Who? You? Surely not.”
I gave him my best pouty look as I whined, “Hey, be nice. I’m suffering enough over here.”
“Ah, bless your heart. Guess you’ll be thinking twice before you down a bunch of shots.”
“I most definitely will. With the way I’m feeling, I might never drink again.” I lifted my bowl of soup and smiled. “But for now, the soup is actually helping.”
“Glad to hear it.” He stood, then leaned over and gave me a quick kiss. “Can I get you anything else?”
“No, I think I’m good.”
“Okay, I’ll be back when I can.”
“You’re leaving?”
“I’m gonna go help Lynch and Braylon install those cameras I told you about.”
“Oh, do you need me to help?”
“We got it covered. You rest, and I’ll stop back by when we’re done.”
I nodded, then watched as he disappeared out of my bedroom.
When I heard the door shut, I got out of bed and carried my lunch into the living room.
I turned on the TV, and after I found something to watch, I finished the lunch Grayson had made me.
I felt a little guilty laying there watching TV while he and the guys were out putting cameras up, but considering my current state, I would’ve just been in their way.
I decided to use the time to do my rounds and study for the test I had the following morning.
I still felt pretty crummy as I pulled on my shoes and headed over to the old school.
When I walked in, I was pleased to see that Mia and Reagan had already taken care of everything.
They’d even taken some of the larger plants out to the gym like I’d requested.
Since there wasn’t anything left for me to do, I headed back to my place to study.
Once I was back at home, I grabbed my computer and made a spot on the sofa.
I tossed a blanket over my legs and nestled in, then started reading over my notes.
Unfortunately, even after my nap, I couldn’t keep my focus on studying, and it wasn’t long before I gave it up.
I closed my computer and started watching whatever was playing on the TV.
One movie rolled into the next, and it wasn’t long before it was dark outside.
Grayson said he would stop back by once they were done with the cameras, so I made a snack and curled back up on the sofa.
I had every intention of getting back to my studies, but sadly, that didn’t happen.
Instead, I fell asleep and didn’t wake until I felt myself being lifted from the sofa.
I opened my eyes long enough to see that Grayson was carrying me to bed.
The next morning, I woke up with Grayson slipping in the bed next to me. As I curled up next to him, I was pleased to see that my pounding headache was gone, and I was feeling much better. His eyes were still closed when he muttered, “Morning, babe.”
“Good morning.”
I was letting my fingers trail along the lines of his tattoo when they got a mind of their and started drifting down his abdomen. When they reached his boxers, Grayson looked down at me and said, “Careful there or you might find yourself in trouble.”
“I think I could handle a little trouble this morning.”
“Is that right?”
“Um-hmm. Bring it on.”
My fingers had barely grazed his thickening erection when he’d rolled on top of me.
He hovered over me, and his eyes met mine with an intensity that sent a wave of heat surging through my body.
Without saying a word, his hands dropped down to the hem of my t-shirt and eased it over my head.
His eyes drifted over my bare breasts, and that’s all it took.
Moments later, our clothes were gone and he was reaching into his jeans for a condom.
I immediately shook my head and whispered, “No. You don’t need it. I’m on the pill.”
With that, he dropped the condom down on the floor, then settled himself between my legs. I gasped when he reached for my thighs and pulled me closer to him. His hand drifted down between my legs, cupping my heat as his fingers raked across my center. “You’re so fucking wet.”
His breath was strained as he looked down at me with hunger in his eyes, and I knew he wanted me just as badly as I wanted him.
He brushed his thickness against me, teasing me as he ground his hips against mine until I wrapped my legs around him, pulling him deep inside me.
My entire body was consumed with need, making it impossible to focus on anything except the touch of his hands on my body, the soft whisper of his kiss, and the tingling sensation that surged through me whenever he shifted deeper within me.
His eyes locked on mine, watching my expression as he started to increase his pace.
God. I loved the way he looked at me. Like I was something precious to him—something he’d give his life to protect, and I won’t deny that I felt the same way about him.
I knew it was crazy. It was too soon, but I felt it just the same.
His dark eyes grew even more intense as he growled, “Need to feel you come undone for me.”
His pace continued to increase, faster and harder, setting my entire body on fire. “Yes! Oh god, yes.”
He pulled back and crashed into me again and again, driving me wild with every hard, deep thrust. My fingers dug into the comforter, twisting and pulling, as my back arched off the bed.
A deep growl vibrated through his chest as my legs tightened around him and my hips jolted forward, meeting his thrust and taking him even deeper.
I inhaled a labored breath as my body trembled and convulsed beneath him.
Every muscle clenched around him as my orgasm took hold.
He continued his relentless rhythm as my body jolted beneath him.
Each thrust was more demanding than the last as he came closer to the edge.
I was still floating on the high of my own release when I felt his body grow rigid.
A deep groan echoed through the room as he drove deep inside me, holding still as he found his release.