Chapter 34 #2
“I’ve never been more embarrassed in my life.”
I giggle at Grey’s comment as I undress in our walk-in. “That was quite the show. Everyone will be talking about it for a while, that’s for sure.”
“Ugh!” he groans into the pillow, lying on the bed on his stomach.
“Hey, at least we all had a good time. Gracie seemed to have fun today,” I tell him, leaning against the doorframe to the closet completely naked.
“Yeah, she did,” he says contentedly, then turns his head to the side in my direction.
His eyes darken when he notices my state of undressing.
“Fuck. My girlfriend is ridiculously hot.” His heated gaze burns a path down my body before he gets up from his lying position and sits on the side of the bed.
“Come here, Bunny,” he says in a deep, raspy voice with a crook of the finger, beckoning me closer.
I feign innocence, placing my hand above my chest, and say in a sweet voice, “Me?”
He licks his lips like a starving animal preparing to feast on his prey, his eyes turning darker by the second as his pupils dilate farther. “Come. Here,” he growls out slowly.
I push off the wall, my features going from pure to sinful as I sashay my way over to him. He spreads his legs wide when I get closer, and I don’t stop until my body practically presses against his.
“Is my good little Bunny trying to be naughty tonight?” he whispers against my stomach, trailing his tongue against the skin.
“I’m always naughty for my Wolf.” I moan when his tongue slides higher up the valley between my breasts, then down one slope, twirling delicately around my peaked nipple.
“Mmm, I love when you play the bad girl for me. It makes me want to ravage your body.” He sucks my nipple into his mouth.
I moan and bring my hands over his shoulders, steadying my body that desperately wants to fall against him.
“You like when I abuse this perfect little body of yours, don’t you?”
“Yes,” I whimper when he sucks harder on the skin around my erected peaks, leaving delicious love bites in its wake. My hand travels up into his hair, fingernails scratching against his scalp.
His greedy mouth comes back to the center of my breast, and he clamps down hard with a growl. I cry out, my grip tightening on his hair as I throw my head back and close my eyes. When his teeth let up, I’m panting, my thighs growing slippery as my core drips with arousal.
He looks up at me with hungry eyes and reaches behind his head, grabbing onto his shirt to pull it off as I take a step back and give him room. He stands and drops his pants and boxers in one move, kicking them to the side.
Greyson takes a naked step toward me, but I take one back. He gives me a devilish smirk and takes another. Again, I retreat. “What are you playing at, Bunny? Are you my little prey tonight?”
I twirl a lock of red hair around my finger, biting my lip. “That all depends on if you catch me, bad… bad… Wolf.” I wink and spin on my heels, a squeal leaving my lips when I hear his footsteps thump behind me and feel his fingertips graze my waist.
I run quickly into our en-suite and hop into the shower, my hand lifting to turn the rain showerhead on, but Greyson wraps his arms around my body, capturing my hands between them.
“You thought you could escape me, naughty Bunny?” he whispers into my ear, then rasps his beard against the sensitive skin of my neck, nipping at it with his teeth.
“I’m faster… stronger… hungrier than you’ll ever be, little Bunny.
Nothing will ever stop me from feasting on my prey.
” He bites down on my neck as water begins to pour down on us.
I hadn’t even realized one of his arms had let go to turn on the shower.
I tilt my head to the sky, warm droplets coating my skin, back arching away from him as my ass presses hard against his thick erection. A loud, breathy moan erupts from my throat as he kisses the bruised skin, then runs his nose up the side of my neck to my ear.
“If you were in the mood for shower sex, Bunny, you could have just said so. You know how much I love watching your body glisten while I ram my dick into you.” The filthy words he delivers make my core clench in anticipation.
I love every kind of sex Greyson and I have, but there’s just something so sensual about shower sex.
Although the real reason behind wanting it tonight is that Nancy and Andrew are in the room next door, my old room.
And I’d like to not have another awkward morning with Greyson’s father making inappropriate jokes about hearing us going at it like rabbits.
Love the man, but I can do without that level of embarrassment. Which is why I’m choosing the shower to cover up as much noise as possible. Yes, I know we could have simply gone without for one night. But I wanted my man too much to pass it up.
His hand comes up to my cheek, knuckles grazing my goosed flesh, then travels down the length of my body.
Down the column of my neck, over my collarbone, my breast, to my slippery flat belly, and lower over smooth skin until he reaches the apex of my legs.
His fingers slide in between my thighs and through my wet folds, one entering my tight center as I gasp.
“Wolf,” I purr as his finger moves in and out at a torturous pace, my body rocking against it in search of more friction. “Please, Greyson,” I beg, needing more.
“You like when I spear your beautiful little pussy with my fingers, Bunny?” his rough voice whispers into my ear as a shiver runs through me.
“Yes… but I much prefer when it’s Mighty Ford doing the spearing.” I grind faster down on his finger, feeling my core clench and tingle in appreciation.
His arm around my body tightens, and his finger pulls out from deep inside me. “How do you know what I call my cock?” he asks with shock written on his face.
I giggle, turning my head to the side to see him. “I heard you talking to him the other night in the bathroom when you thought I was sleeping. By the way, you can always wake me up for sex.”
“God, you’re perfect for me, Bunny.” His hand that was just between my legs comes up, sliding over my cheek and into my hair.
Fisting it against my scalp, he captures my lips between his as I sigh into his mouth.
Our tongues twirl together to their own rhythm for a moment before he pulls away slightly and rests his forehead on mine.
“How did I get so unexpectedly lucky with you?”
I move my head back as he opens his eyes, needing to gaze into the depth of his latte-colored irises. “I ask myself that question every second of every day,” I breathe.
He turns me in his arms, placing my back to the cool tiles as steam rises around us, the heated water falling down our bodies as we devour one another with our eyes. My hand lifts up to his nape, and I pull his mouth down to mine, needing another taste of him.
“I need you, Greyson,” I plead.
“I’m right here, Bunny.”
He reaches for my thighs and lifts me off the ground, placing my legs around his waist while I use the wall for support. With one hand still holding my thigh, he uses his other to position himself at my slick entrance, swiping his thick mushroom head through my wet lips.
“Mighty Ford… welcome to paradise.” Then he penetrates my body with brutal force, seating himself as deep as he can get.
The laugh bubbling from my lips quickly turns into a loud cry of pleasure. He rapidly claims my lips, silencing me as much as he can. Greyson gives me time to adjust to his size before moving again, but rather than plow into me relentlessly, his strokes are slow yet powerful.
I feel every movement, every inch making its way in and out of me. Goosebumps pepper my skin, heat rooting from my core and spreading wildly through my veins all the way down to my toes. This is different. This isn’t wild, crazy sex. We aren’t fucking. We’re making love.
It’s something we’ve never done before. Everything between us is always intense, powerful, explosive. We jump at each other as if we’ve been captive for years without another being to touch. But not this time. This time, we explore each other, give in to our emotions, and let them dance together.
Let them become one.
He lets go of my lips, tilting his head back a little, eyes boring into mine as we both silently pant. “I don’t want it fast tonight, Bunny. I just want this. I just want you,” he says with so much devotion that I can feel the words bleeding into my heart.
“It’s all I’ve ever wanted.”
Our eyes stay locked on one another as we continue to make love, lips inches away, mouths slightly parted as we breathe each other in.
His slow thrusts hit every nerve ending.
We’re completely entranced by one another; not even the splatter of water flicking off his back can take us away from this moment.
It doesn’t take long for my pants to become unsteady as my walls begin to quiver against his sensational length. My muscles tighten around him, thighs shaking, my breath getting shallower with every thrust.
“Grey…”
“Come for me, Bunny.”
And I do. My mouth opens wider as I cry out.
My arms around his neck squeeze tighter, bringing him closer to me.
I seal my lips to his, needing to feel him everywhere as our moans travel from mine to his and back.
His cock grows thicker, pulsating against my walls before I feel his warm cum shooting up inside of me as I milk every last drop from his body.
My body goes slack in his arms once I finally come down from the euphoric experience of a lifetime. I’ve never made love before. And I wouldn’t have wanted it with anyone else.
I feel his legs shaking as he tries to support our weight after the mind-blowing orgasm we just had, and I don’t blame him for struggling.
I unwrap mine from his waist and step onto the tiled floor, still using the wall as support.
After a few well-needed minutes to gather ourselves, Greyson begins to lather up my body with soap, washing both of us clean.
When he’s done, he dries us off and carries me to bed, laying me down, then climbing in beside me. He settles on his back and tugs me into his side, my head resting on his chest. His hand behind me plays with my hair while the other folds behind his head.
“Did you know Gracie’s name means blessing?” he says in the quiet of the night.
I shift my head to look up at him but don’t say anything immediately. Where’s this coming from?
“Silas was telling the guys why he named his son Dante. It made me wonder what hers meant, so I looked it up. Pretty fitting, don’t you think?” He chuckles, but there are emotions lacing his subtle laugh.
I nod against him. “Nadia had told me that Stephanie gave her that name because that’s what Gracie was to her. I think it’s perfect for Little Tulip.”
“I might not have wanted children before Gracie, and it might be cruel to say, but I’m glad things turned out the way they did…
” he murmurs, still stroking my hair while lost in thought.
“She’s my blessing, the most unexpected one I could have asked for.
She turned me into a better man without me even noticing. ”
“You were always a good man, Greyson. You just hid it well.” My fingers come up to caress his beard.
His chin dips down, eyes catching mine with a soft, loving smile. “Do you know what your name means?”
I furrow my brow, racking my brain but coming up empty. I shake my head as best as I can while still pressed against his firm chest.
“It means universe.” He smiles again. “Gracie may be my unexpected blessing. But you, Emma, you unexpectedly became my universe.”
Tears well in my eyes as his hand leaves the back of his head and brushes against my cheek. I push up, climb above him, and kiss him like he holds my last breath that I’m in desperate need of.
The man of my dreams made love to me for the second time that night. And all I kept thinking about was how perfect our life is, how perfect our love is. Unable to believe that this is my fairytale. The one I’ve been dreaming about since I was a little girl, living in a big old soulless mansion.
But I’m not stupid, I know how fairytales work. I know they don’t come without heartache. And I know when it happens, it will destroy us. I just hope we’re strong enough to rebuild those broken pieces. Together.