37. Greyson
“I didn’t want the light to wake Noah,” was all I said. I didn’t know if he’d actually been sleeping, but if he was, I didn’t want to fuck it up with bright lights creeping under his door.
True nodded. “Then we’ll use the stove light instead of the big light.” She made the switch and came to stand in front of me, wiping the sleep from her eyes.
She looked happy.
Tired .
But happy.
“You have a bad habit of showing up when I least expect you,” she said around a yawn.
“I thought you liked that about me.”
“You would,” she bit back dryly.
Quiet laughter shook my shoulders while she settled into my embrace. “You have fun on your date?”
“Mhmm. We painted.” Her eyes darted around the room and I knew she was looking for the canvases they left on the island earlier.
“I put them on the mantle,” I shared, pushing her hair away from her eyes.
She cocked her head with a cute frown. “Guess who we saw?”
“Who?” My hand cradled the side of her face while I watched her lips for a reply.
“Beetlejuice,” she said in a staged whisper. “He tried to warn Noah about me.”
“Fuck outta here.”
True’s eyes sparkled with laughter. “I know! And he had another date. I don’t know how he keeps getting away with it.”
“He didn’t get away with it with you.”
“Because you showed up and acted an ass.”
“That’s how you remember it?” I asked, my voice playful. Then I dropped my hands to her hips and bent my knees before lifting. When she was in my arms, I wrapped her legs around my waist.
“Not just how I remember it. That’s what happened—” her retort died on a quiet squeal when I buried my face in her neck, kissing and sucking her soft skin.
“You smell like Noah.”
“I know,” she sighed and there was something sultry in her voice that made my dick twitch at how happy she was to be carrying his scent.
I pulled back and looked at her with a soft smile, moving her against my growing erection when I did.
True winced before biting her lip. “Fuck.”
“You sore?”
“Just a little,” she confessed, pressing in closer to me.
My dick grew harder and the only place I wanted to be was inside of her.
“Noah fuck you good, Red?”
“Yes.” Her eyes dropped to my lips, her lids heavy from sleep and something else.
“You came for him?”
“Yes.”
True didn’t look away from my mouth as she wet her lips and tightened her legs around me.
“You want me to make you come too?”
“Yes.”
“So god damn greedy,” I groaned lowly, claiming her mouth.
My fingers sank into the fullness of her hips and traveled to her ass, kneading her soft flesh until she moaned.
“That feels good,” she whispered, still kissing me.
I turned until she was pressed up against the counter, bearing most of her weight so it wouldn’t dig into her back too hard.
“Do you know how much I think about being inside of you since you let me have you?”
True answered me by deepening our kiss. Her tongue grabbed ahold of mine, twisting and claiming. She kissed me like she wanted to taste every breath I took and own every sound I made.
Her possession sent blood surging to my dick, and the need to be inside of her grew until I couldn’t resist.
She didn’t stop kissing me when I lifted her shirt and discovered she didn’t have on panties.
She didn’t stop kissing me when I sank a finger inside of her and pumped slowly.
She didn’t stop kissing me when I dropped my sweats and pulled out my dick.
She. Never. Stopped. Kissing. Me.
And when I nudged at her entrance before remembering I didn’t have on a condom, she moved against me greedily, trying to welcome me inside.
“I don’t have on a condom,” I panted against her lips, my heartbeats crashing into my ribcage.
“I don’t care.” She grabbed my face and brought her mouth back to mine. “You showed me your test results yesterday and I have my IUD. If you don’t wanna wear one, you don’t have to.”
The thought of being inside of her with nothing between us made me grow impossibly stiffer, and my dick leaked precum against her wet entrance. “Did Noah come in this pussy?” I had to know. I didn’t know why the thought of being inside of her after he had did something to me. It was the opposite of jealousy, a word I didn’t know yet.
“Not yet,” she breathed, moving to try and line us up. “But I’m going to tell him the same thing tomorrow when we show each other our results. We didn’t have time tonight.”
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
I didn’t fist my dick and fumble around until we were connected. Instead, I grabbed True roughly and positioned her above my erection before pulling her down on me.
My dick pushed against her folds until she let me in and she cried into my mouth, the sound muffled and desperate.
I fucked into her with sure strokes, addicted to the way her nails dug into my skin every time I hit home.
Her pussy gripped me, enveloping me in her heat. We fit together so good, I had to take a breath, slowing my hips.
“Shit, True. You feel too good.” She had my shaft soaked and it’d been less than a minute. I was fucking lost. I broke our kiss to bite her lip. “This pussy just for me and Noah?”
“Oh, fuck. Yes.” She tried to start moving again, but I held fast to her waist, halting her.
“Nobody else?”
“No, Greyson, please . Nobody else.”
“Good girl,” I praised, but I didn’t start fucking her again.
“You want dates? That’s our job.” I gave her a shallow thrust and smiled against her swollen mouth when she whimpered.
“Greysonnnn…”
“You want dick? That’s our job too. Whatever you fucking want, True. As long as you fucking want it.”
I knew I sounded like a broken record by now, but I fucking meant it. I’d give her this—me—as long as she wanted it.
“Okay,” she chanted, her eyes watering from the teasing strokes. I pulled out of her slowly and slammed hard into her, watching her tits bounce from the force and her pretty face contort from the fullness.
“That’s fucking right, True. Take this dick like it was made for you.”
Her walls clamped around me, milking me and claiming me at the same time.
“You feel so fucking good, Grey.” She hid her face in my neck again, sucking and moaning. Branding me with her tongue and lips while she tried to keep her voice down every time my hips bucked and my dick plunged into her pussy.
“Greyson, Greyson, Greyson…”
My name sounded so perfect falling from her lips. My dick felt so perfect inside of her warmth. She looked so perfect, taking me inside of her.
Before I knew it, that tightness at the base of my spine started spreading with the promise of an orgasm.
Reaching between us, I brought my thumb against True’s swollen clit and matched the rhythm of my strokes with the pressure against her sensitive nub.
She was quivering in no time, falling apart while my dick swelled inside of her before painting my release against her walls.
It was the quietest I’d ever been while coming, but True’s kisses distracted me from making too much noise.
I fell into her, completely wrecked from the pleasure tearing through me.
With our bodies still shaking with the aftershocks of our release, we pressed our foreheads together, in sync without saying a word.
“God, you’re really good at that,” she whispered, nipping at my lips.
Silently, I carried her to my room, my dick still deep inside of her. I placed her down on the heated floors in my en suite. Then I grabbed a cloth, wetting it with lukewarm water so I could clean her up after she used the bathroom.
True let me, her hands anchored against my shoulders when I knelt between her legs and kissed up her thighs.
When we got in bed, she faced me with a sleepy smile. “Can you tell me why you were up now?”
I could lie, make up a reason that sounded a lot more serious than the truth. But this was True, and one thing I was starting to believe about this woman was that she could read me like a book, no matter what kind of front I tried to put up.
So, I went with the truth. A very low, mumbled version of it. “ IwaslookingupcatlitterandcattreesforwhenwebringDuchesshome .”
Her lips pursed and the lift of her brow coaxed a slower, clearer rendition out of me.
“I was looking up cat litter and cat trees for when we bring Duchess home.”
The smile on her face rivaled the glow of the moon. “God, you love Noah so much. I knew you wouldn’t say no to him.” She yawned, scooting closer to me. “I’m sure Duchess will love whatever you get her. She’ll just be happy she gets to see you and Noah every day.” Her hand rested against my pecs, her fingers grazing lazily while she drifted to sleep. “Y’all are really good at taking care of things, you’ll be a natural. Trust me.”
She was asleep before I could say more, nestled against me so close we were breathing the same breaths and sharing the same pillow.
I was in so much trouble. And I knew one thing—I wasn’t letting this woman go.