Chapter 41 #2
“Consider this a favor for a favor.” He lowers to kiss her cheek as her eyes go wide with shock and her cheeks flush. “Goodnight, Aubrey. We will be seeing each other again soon. I have no doubt.” He removes his hand from her, nodding at us all before walking away.
“What just happened?” Brey asks as she stares at him leaving.
“I think he just won you a date with your man,” Ronnie giggles.
Two hours later, Greyson and I find a quiet spot to call our girl, wishing her good night and making sure everything is all right with my dad. When we end the call, Greyson takes my hand and brings me to the center of the room where people are dancing.
Grey places his arms around my waist as mine wrap around his neck, and I rest my head right below his jaw. “I love hearing you call her your daughter. You can’t even imagine how that makes me feel,” he says quietly, the deep rumble of his voice vibrating through his neck.
“I’m so fucking crazy about you, Bunny. You have no idea the thoughts that constantly run through my mind involving you.
” He leans his cheek against the top of my head.
“I never expected this, Emma. None of it. Everything in my life happened so unexpectedly. First Gracie, then you. Things I never saw coming but now can’t imagine living without. A beautiful, unexpected family.”
He pulls back, his hands leaving my waist and grabbing my face, forcing me to look deep into his eyes as he pours his heart out to me. “Because that’s what we are, Bunny. We’re a family. And I pray to God it lasts forever, because I never want to live this life without you. You’re it for me.”
My heart pounds in my chest as tears well in my eyes. I can’t hold back anymore. I need him too much. I don’t give him time to process as my arms tighten around his neck and I bring him in, crushing my lips to his.
His hands leave my face, one lacing through my hair, the other around my waist, pulling me as close to him as possible.
He tilts my head to the side, angling me better for him as he devours my mouth, moans slipping free as we lose ourselves to the moment.
God, I’ve missed this. I’ve missed kissing him so much. I’ve missed everything.
I pull away slightly, breathless and panting. Our eyes lock on each other, desire burning through them. “Take me away from here, Wolf.”
GREYSON
“Take me away from here, Wolf,” Em says breathlessly.
Her eyes plead with me to take her in every way I can. Her body burns against mine, nails biting into the back of my neck as she desperately tries to cling to me. Like she’d die if I let her go.
I kiss her lips once more, needing to taste her again. It’s been almost a month since I’ve felt them against mine, and I was starting to lose my mind. I’m a patient guy, but when it comes to Emma, the need for her is overpowering.
When I’ve had my fix of her lips, at least long enough to make it to our ride, I grab her hand and practically sprint out of the gala, not even bothering to say goodnight to our friends. They’ll understand.
I pull out my phone, quickly texting our driver to let him know we’re ready to leave.
I don’t bother waiting for a reply since I know he’s just around the corner.
When we finally make it outside, he’s just pulling up in front of the walkway while cameras flash and our names are called, but we rush by them and enter the back of the Fleetwood.
The second the door shuts behind us, Emma climbs over my lap, straddling my thighs. Her mouth finds mine while her hands work quickly to undo the buttons of my suit and dress shirt. Once she has it open, her lips trail down my neck to my chest, then back up.
My hands rub up and down her thighs, staying out of her way and letting her do as she wishes. Hers come down to my perfectly tailored dress pants, no belt required, where she quickly undoes the top button and pulls down my zipper.
“Baby, I don’t have any condoms,” I tell her reluctantly.
I’ve been dying to be inside of her again, and she’s finally giving it to me.
Why the hell am I ruining this? It’s not like we haven’t had sex without before.
It’s happened a few times, but we’re always careful afterward and track her cycle closely.
She usually gets a Plan B the next day as well, even though I've told her it was pointless since she's already on birth control.
“I don’t care, I’ll get a pill at the store tomorrow.” She comes back to my lips while rising onto her knees and tugging my pants down slightly, freeing my cock from its confinement. “I need you, Greyson. I need you so badly.”
Emma gathers up her dress, pulling it over her hips and tugging her panties to the side.
She swipes her fingers through her folds, then pushes two inside of her.
A soft whimper leaves her lips as she brings them back out and rubs her juices all over my shaft.
She positions me at her entrance and sinks down my length.
We both moan when she’s fully seated, my hand coming into her hair, fisting it at the back of her head. “Bunny.”
“Wolf,” she whispers against my lips, body trembling slightly against mine. She places her hands on my shoulders and begins to move up and down my cock, then rocks back and forth, grinding her clit down against me.
“Fuck, baby. You feel so good. God, I’ve missed you. I’ve missed you so much, Bunny,” I tell her, claiming her mouth and every little whimper and moan she lets out.
I release her hair, grabbing her hips and lifting her up until only my head is still inside of her, then I slam her back down.
She cries out loudly, nails digging into my shoulders.
There’s no doubt the driver can hear us, but I really don’t care.
My girl is the only important thing to me at this moment. In every moment.
I do it repeatedly, thrusting up at the same time as I bring her down.
She chants my name over and over, begging for more, begging me not to stop.
“Oh fuck! Greyson! YESSS! Don’t stop, please don’t stop.
Oh God, I’m going to come! Fuck, Greyson, I’m coming!
” She throws her head back and cries out.
Her body convulses in my hold, hips bucking as I continue to thrust into her harder.
Her cries turn to screams, head whipping back to me as her dilated eyes find mine. “Holy shit! I’m gonna come again!” And she does.
Her pussy squeezes the life out of me once more, walls quivering against my cock, nearly making me burst. But I manage to pull through, continuing my quest of taking her as long as I can.
I lift her off me and move over as I lay her down on the bench, bringing her knees up to her body and holding them in place by her thighs, then I ram back into her.
She screams, then quickly bites her lip, trying to hold in the rest as I fuck her mercilessly.
I wouldn’t even be surprised if you could see the car shaking from the outside with how hard I thrust into my girl.
She’ll be sore tomorrow, that’s for sure.
“Hold your legs for me, baby.” She does as I ask immediately. I place one hand against the door above her head and bring the other down to her clit, rubbing tiny circles over it.
“Oh my God! Greyson. I can’t. I can’t do it again,” she whines, head thrashing from side to side and hips bucking uncontrollably. She’s super sensitive right now, but I know my baby. I know she can give me one more.
“Just one last one. You can do it, baby. I know you can. Come on my cock, Bunny. Be my perfect good little bunny and come on your wolf’s greedy cock.” I plow into her harder and pinch her clit.
That’s all she needs to fall over the edge, her back arching off the bench as she lets go of her legs. One hand goes to her mouth as she bites down and screams against it, and the other grabs the side of the bench until her knuckles turn white.
This time, there’s no holding back. I thrust one last time and explode deep inside of her with a roar. My vision goes black for a second, ears ringing from the intensity of my orgasm. Shit, I forgot just how amazing sex with Em is.
I’m still gasping for air when my cock finally stops throbbing inside her. I pull out delicately, hearing her whimper and hiss slightly. Yeah, she’s definitely going to feel that tomorrow.
I tuck myself quickly into my pants, then reach for Emma, putting her panties back in their rightful place, then tugging her dress back down. She hasn’t moved, still lying there on the bench with her eyes closed as she breathes heavily, her hand still between her teeth.
I remove it from her lips and lift her into my arms, sitting her sideways above my lap so that she can rest in my arms, head laid against my shoulder. I lift her bitten hand to examine it and notice pretty deep teeth marks with little red prickles of blood.
“Oh, baby… You hurt yourself. I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have been so rough with you. I’ll take care of this when we get home, and we’ll run you a bath, too.” I kiss her damaged hand, then her forehead.
“Mmm, it’s okay. You know how much I like it when you don’t hold back,” she says in a sleepy yet satisfied voice.
“You’re fucking perfect for me, Em.” I kiss her head again and glide my fingers through her hair, playing with the strands. “I love you, Bunny.”
I expect her to answer this time, to say something, but she stays quiet.
I thought we were finally good, finally past this weird phase, but I guess I was wrong.
I don’t blame her for still holding back, still worrying.
But I can’t hide how much it’s starting to affect me that she refuses to say it back no matter how hard I try to fix things.
My hand falls from her hair to her lap, and I drop my head back against the seat, letting out a defeated sigh as I close my eyes.
Emma pushes away from me, coming back to straddle my thighs. I open my eyes and watch her as she grabs my dress shirt and begins to button it up. I couldn’t care less about that at this moment, but she looks on the verge of tears and clearly needs something to do with her hands.
“Grey…” Her gaze lift to mine, and I find them filled with unshed tears. Why is she crying? She takes a deep breath, letting it out of her mouth before speaking again. “I’m not ready…”
Well, fuck me. If that isn’t a knife to the heart, I don’t know what is. What am I supposed to take from that? Not ready to what? Love me? Be with me? What the fuck does that mean?
I feel my irritation and anger rising, quickly losing my cool. But it’s not her fault. It’s mine. I fucked this up. I’m the one who made her doubt me, made her lose trust in me. Of course she’d hesitate wanting to be with me after the shit I said.
My jaw tenses, but I reluctantly nod. I go to lift her off me, needing a moment to collect myself and figure out what the hell is going on, but she latches onto my neck, refusing to let go. “No, Greyson. Wait. Please, let me explain.”
I don’t say anything, but I don’t make another attempt at removing her, either.
Her tears are still on the verge of spilling over, and she sniffles.
“I want this, Grey. I want all of it with you. Love, babies, marriage, all of it. And I do want to say it back, you have no idea how much I want to. Because I feel it, I’ve felt it for so long. ”
One of her hands lets go of my neck and cups my cheek.
“I’m just scared, Greyson… I’m scared of what will happen next.
How you’ll react the next time I fuck up.
Because I will, I’m not perfect, either.
What will you say to me then when you’re angry and not thinking straight?
And I know you offered to see someone for that, but I don’t want you doing it only for me, Grey. ”
She closes her eyes as her voice turns to a whisper. “I know people think I’m strong and tough, but I’m really not, Wolf. I can only take so much heartbreak… and I’m afraid to give you this last piece of me only for you to break it the next time I make a mistake…”
“Emma… I didn’t—”
She cuts me off. “I know you didn’t mean them, but that doesn’t stop them from hurting, Greyson. That doesn’t stop that little voice inside my head from telling me maybe some part of you truly feels that way.” A tear finally slips past her closed lids, and I reach up to wipe it away.
“I’m so fucking sorry, Bunny. I wish I could go back in time and take it all back. Every word. I wish I could take this pain you feel away.”
“I know, Grey. I’m just telling you this because I don’t want you to think that I don’t feel the same way. I do. I feel it deep within my soul. I’ve never ever felt this way about anyone before. I just need a little more time to get my head set straight. Can you give me that?”
I nod. “You know I’d do anything for you.” And I will.
Because one day, I’m going to marry this woman, she’ll carry my children and stay with me forever. There’s no way I’m letting her go. So if I have to wait a little longer for her to admit she loves me, then that’s what I’ll do. Because she’s fucking worth it.
I kiss her lips as I silently promise to do better. It’s time I really show her how serious I am about everything between us. “My Bunny,” I whisper.
She sighs with a smile, then kisses me back. “My Wolf.”