33. Grimm
33
GRIMM
You gotta be shitting me. No fucking way I just dropped the L word on her. This is what happens when you speak faster than you think, dude.
V stares at me, eyes wide, mouth agape, and I just feel the heat of my body turning my face the color of a fucking tomato. Out of all the things I could have said, it had to be that. I love you.
I told Verena I love her.
She clears her throat and speaks, but her voice cracks, “Sorry. That caught me off guard.”
It caught her off guard, and she’s not going to tell me she feels the same. It was too fucking soon.
I drop my hand and face straight ahead. I clear my throat and punch the campus address into my GPS. Starting up the car, I pull back onto the road and keep driving. A feather light touch grazes my thigh, sending shivers up my spine, causing my heart to do backflips, and goosebumps trail down my leg.
“Hey,” she whispers, and I toss her a quick look. “I’m sorry I-”
I shake my head, “Don’t worry about it, pretty lady. You don’t have to say anything you don’t feel. It’s alright.” I throw her a quick smile and dig into the middle console for yet another preroll. Once it’s lit, we pass it back and forth until we hit the filter. I toss the tip into my ashtray filling up one of the cupholders up front, then pluck another preroll and repeat.
A few hours of excruciating silence pass by before Verena speaks again. “I wasn’t apologizing for not feeling that way about you, Grimm. I was apologizing for my reaction. I was stunned. It was unexpected. But that doesn’t mean that I don’t share the same feelings you do.”
The same feelings. I’m borderline obsessed. There’s nothing in this world I wouldn’t do to see her smiling, succeeding, and achieving everything she wants out of this life. I’d kill a thousand Leos if it meant she was safe and unharmed from the universe’s cruelness. All I want is to tear down her walls, brick by brick, until I unearth all her darkness and set it free. I just want to see her grow into her true, authentic self. The woman she is, is just the beginning. The woman she’ll become, will be a fucking menace to society. She’s a goddess and I want nothing more than to worship her until my very last breath.
I don’t say anything because I don’t know what the hell I’m supposed to say. I keep my eyes on the road and my focus on us getting home. I have no time to feel. The woman I love doesn’t share the same sentiment, and that’s perfectly fine. Very on brand for me, if I’m being honest.
“Grimm, I love you too.” The words falling from her lips make my heart race. It beats so aggressively, I question for a moment if she’s sending me into cardiac arrest.
“I’m not saying it because I feel like I have to. I’m done doing things that I’m not obligated to do. Thanks to you. So, I love you. Because I want to. Because I can. Because even if I wanted to fight it, it’d be impossible. I love you, Grimm. I’ll say it as many times as you need to hear it until you believe it.”
Nope. No cardiac arrest, just the hardest hard-on harding it on in my jeans right now. We need to find a hotel, and soon.
Grabbing my phone, I hand it to Verena and instruct her to find the nearest hotel that’s animal friendly. There’s an inn not too far away from us, so I tell her to go ahead and book a room for the night.
Ten minutes later, we arrive at the hotel and park by the entrance. Verena steps out to stretch and I get a cart for our luggage. “Load the bags and I’ll check us in?” I rest a hand on her lower back and kiss the crown of her head. She smiles up at me and nods, my heart somersaults and my stomach does backflips. The way her eyes glint with love turn my organs into an olympic gymnastics team. She’s absolutely perfect. Don’t fuck this up, Grimm. Don’t. Fuck. This. Up.
Remembering my mission at hand, I dash to the check-in desk and ask the receptionist to upgrade us to the biggest room with the best view. An extra six-hundred dollars later, we’ve got ourselves a penthouse suite, baby.
I grab our key cards and meet Verena and the dogs at the front entrance. I direct the luggage and Flame, while Verena walks with Mística by her side. We reach our room, and when I open the door, the dogs creep in, smelling and inspecting the place before our entry.
Our little bodyguards, how sweet.
“Grimm, why’d you go so big? We’re only here for one night, right?” Verena asks, removing Mística’s leash before removing Flame’s as well. I push the luggage cart into the room and shut the door.
“Go big or go home. Since we aren’t going home, yet, we go big.” I answer, matter-of-factly.
The suite has a full kitchen and living room, floor-to-ceiling windows, and a view to die for. I set-up the dogs’ necessities, then snatch Verena by the waist and run to find our bedroom. She laughs at the unexpected ride, but we’re just getting started.
We didn’t get a hotel room because I needed a nap or a break from driving. I had her reserve the room so I could fuck her brains out. There was no way in heaven, hell, or any otherworldly land, that she was going to proclaim and profess her love for me and I wasn’t going to show my appreciation for her in return. I wasn’t kidding when I told her she’s a goddess. Now I’ll make good on my word and worship her the way she deserves.
Down a small hallway, there’s a double door that leads to a pristine, white master suite. I can’t wait to fuck this shit up with her.
Throwing her down on the bed as she giggles. I walk over to our bags, grab a few prerolls and a lighter, then trek over to the mini bar in the corner of the room. I whip us up a couple drinks, a Maker’s Mark and ginger ale for myself, and a Malibu Bay Breeze for my lady.
“Grimm! There’s a balcony! Look at this fucking view.” Verena exclaims as she pads to the sliding door and steps onto the lookout point. I follow her onto the balcony and set our drinks on the small table in the middle of the balcony. I bring the preroll to my lips and ignite the flame against the tip. The paper crackles and that satisfying first hit, sends a shiver down my spine and straight to my cock.
“I know. You’re fucking perfect.” I rasp, and she turns around with the sexiest smirk along her lips.
She struts over to me, her hips swaying back and forth, and slinks her arms around my neck. “Thank you so much.” She speaks softly.
“For what?” I ask.
“For the weekend getaway. For reuniting me with Mística. For saving me from Leo. For everything, Grimm.” She confesses. “I can’t tell you how much it means to me that she’s here, with me, with us. Liz said she would keep a spot for her at the shelter for as long as she could, but she couldn’t guarantee someone wouldn’t want to adopt her. When I dropped her off, she also spoke about possible euthanasia. So, seeing her in the flesh, getting along with Flame, it’s a dream that I can’t even fathom came true. I can go on for hours talking about my gratitude, but it’d be better to show you instead.”
Verena grabs my wrist and brings the preroll to her lips. She takes a drag and as she exhales, she interlaces our fingers and walks us over to the table. Verena places her hand on my chest and pushes me into the wide cushioned chair next to the table. Straddling me, she reaches for my drink, takes a small sip, then taps my mouth, directing me to open up for her. I do as instructed and she spits the alcohol into my mouth.
Holy mother of pearl. I think I just came in my pants.
“Are you going to be a good boy for me, Grimm?” She asks, her voice drips with the sexiest rasp. I could hear her speak about nonsense for hours on end. Her sultry voice consumes me, the second most addictive drug.
My erection tents my pants and she rolls her hips. I swallow and close my eyes, trying to restrain the urge to rip every inch of fabric from her body and fuck her senseless over this balcony.
I’ll show everyone who she fucking belongs to.
“The very best boy. Just for you.” I respond, my free hand wraps around her back, cupping her ass. She smiles and we each take a hit of the joint before she takes it from me and sets it down in a small black ashtray.
V stands and removes her top, her breasts spilling out of the fabric. She turns and bends over as she pulls her leggings off, giving me the most breathtaking image of her backside. My mouth waters as she faces me once again and softly drops to her knees in front of me.
Undoing my belt and zipper, she pulls my pants down and my cock springs free. Licking her lips, she wraps her hand around my dick and begins pumping it. Her free hand lays flat on my chest, her nails scratching my pecs gently. Grabbing the hairs on my chest, she moves her other hand from my dick to my balls and massages them as she takes me into her mouth.
“Fuck, baby.” I moan. The warmth of her mouth has me ready to bust in just a few seconds and it takes everything in me to hold back my release.
Verena twirls her tongue around my shaft, showing every vein and inch appreciation. My hand finds her head and I thread my fingers through her silky soft strands. Twisting my hand, I make a fist and tighten my hold on her head gaining more control over her movements. She picks up speed and I’m right there with her, thrusting my hips to meet her, my dick touching the back of her throat.
She gags, her eyes watering. Tears begin to stream down her face, taking her mascara and eyeliner with it. She couldn’t be any more perfect. She is everything good and pure about this world. She’s the lethal drug that could end my life, while she’s also the antidote to all of my pains and suffering.
The sound of her choking, her spit collecting at the base of my shaft, and the heat of her mouth work as the most perfect trifecta, urging my release to spill free.
“Yes, V. Right there.” I groan as my balls tighten and my eyes close, no matter how much force I use to keep them open so I can keep watching my pretty lady do her thing, and not a moment later, my cum is filling her mouth. She stills, swallowing down all I have to offer her. The suction makes my dick jerk in response, eager to keep her right where she is.
V leans back, swipes at her bottom lip with her thumb, then stands. Her body is on full display. Her plump ass jiggles as she walks away from me and leans over the balcony, her elbows propped onto the edge. She arches her back, and throws a look at me over her shoulder. “Are you just gonna sit there or are you going to come and finish the job?” She asks, the sexiness venom lacing her tone.
I stand from my seat, pluck the joint from the ashtray, and relight it before walking over to her. My hands run over her smooth skin and my dick hardens immediately. My fingers travel to her core and I feel as her wetness drips down the sides of her thighs. I collect her arousal and bring it up to my lips, anxious to savor whatever little bits of herself she’ll give me. I kiss her shoulder and trail my lips up to her ear. “Tell me what you want from me. I’ll give it all to you.” I whisper.
“You. I need you, Grimm.” She straightens her back, her arm reaching up and behind her, snaking around my neck. Her fingers lock in a fist as she pulls gently on my hair.
In one swift motion, I thrust inside her. Her hand releases me and joins her other one in gripping onto the edge of the balcony for dear life. I pull on the joint, then pinch it between my fingers and bring it around to Verena’s mouth. My thrusts never slow, never relent, never stop.
She’s all fucking mine and I’m going to pound into her so hard, she’ll have a hard time forgetting. The ache will be so prominent, she’ll think of me and my little guy with every step she takes.
Verena’s moans fill the balcony, her low-pitches alto sounds like the sweetest symphony. I’d love to listen to it on replay.
Pulling out of her, I walk over to my pants, fish out my phone, and open the voice memo app. I start recording and toss the device onto the table. Walking back over to V, I align the head of my cock with her entrance and bottom out. My balls smack against her ass with every thrust and her moans grow louder as my force grows harder.
“Yes, Grimm. Take me. I’m yours. I love being yours. Own me in every way. Please.” Verena begs and it’s enough to send me over the edge.
“Louder. I know who you belong to. It’s about damn time everyone else knows it too, little monster.” I growl and she erupts on my cock. Her pussy clenches my shaft and my orgasm rips through me, spots floating across my vision. Our mixture drips down the inside of her thigh and I pull out, swipe the sweet elixir with my fingers, and paint my initials onto her skin.
A “G” for each asscheek.
I turn her around and take her in. The flush of her pink cheeks against her olive skin tone make a remarkable pair. Her chest rises and falls as her breathing calms and her chocolate brown eyes melt any of the remaining ice around my heart.
She is mine and I am hers. There’s no doubt about it. There’s no going back. I’m looking my forever in the face and somehow, forever isn’t fucking long enough with her.
I grip her chin and pull her closer, her lips meeting mine. She pulls back and speaks the most unexpected words, but they’re everything I want to hear. “Verena Griswold. Has a nice ring to it, don’t you think?”
There’s no containing the smile that’s bubbled within me. “Sounds fucking perfect.”