“Not even now?” He laughed and pushed me back against the wall.
“No.” I shook my head slowly and moaned as he increased the pace of his thrusts.
“Hold on to my back,” he ordered as his hands gripped the side of the pool. I closed my eyes and gripped his slippery back. “Now lean back into the wall so that your body is floating up a little bit,” he commanded, and I leaned back slightly, holding on to him tightly. “Don’t worry, Meg. I’m not going to let go.”
I kept my eyes closed as he spoke and concentrated on the pleasure filling my body and not his words. I knew that part of me wished that he truly meant his words. I wanted him to tell me that he was never going to let me go ever. But I dismissed the thoughts. I didn’t want to become that girl. I didn’t want to make this more than it was. Not to me and not to him. We barely knew each other.
Instead, I concentrated on the way his c**k was moving inside of me so delicately and deliciously. It was a different experience, being in the pool and having sex. It felt different. Not necessarily more intense, but more unique. I could feel the water caressing me and I could hear the sound of the splashing as he took me. My br**sts bobbled up and down in the water, gently grazing his chest, and my ass felt like it was floating in the water. It almost felt like I was weightless as we clung to each other.
“I think I’m going to come,” he groaned into my ear and I opened my eyes to see his face. His eyes were full of desire, and he increased his pace. The water was splashing higher now, and I wrapped my legs around him tighter, enjoying watching him about to orgasm. “Are you nearly there?” he whispered and stilled, looking at me searchingly.
“No.” I bit my lip as I spoke honestly and moved my h*ps against him gently.
“Oh, shit,” he groaned, and I felt his body shuddering as he came inside of me. “Oh, Meg.” He held on to me tight as his lips sought mine. He withdrew from me slowly and looked back up at me with a determined look in his eyes. “You didn’t come?”
“No.” I shook my head and he smiled wickedly.
“I guess I’ll have to change that to a yes.” He grabbed my body and held me as he swam to the steps. He pulled me out of the pool with him and quickly ran to get some towels. He came back with three large white towels and laid one flat on the side of the pool. “Lie down.” He grabbed my hand and pulled me down to the towel. “Are you cold?” he asked as he noticed my shivering.
“I’m fine.”
“Let me warm you up a bit.” He grabbed another one of the towels, unfolded it, and gently started rubbing my body dry. “I don’t want you to get a cold. How does this feel?”
“It feels nice.” I nodded and smiled at him. It felt nice to be rubbed down by Greyson. It made me feel like he actually cared about me.
“Now, lie back and spread your legs.” He grinned at me wickedly. “I’ve got some work to do.”
I stared up at him and tried not to sigh. Just when I thought it might have been about more than sex, he said or did something that brought me back down to earth.
“You are so beautiful to me.” Greyson stared at me and started singing.
“Is that a song?”
“No, it’s a fact.” He winked and then I felt his fingers kneading my br**sts as he kissed my stomach and licked my belly button. “You look like an angel and you taste like a sinner.”
“I don’t feel like much of an angel,” I groaned as he kissed farther down and buried his face in my pussy. “Oh, Greyson.” I reached down and grabbed his hair. His tongue felt warm and soft against my coldness, and I squirmed beneath him as his lips sucked and kissed me. His tongue slowly moved back and forth on my clit, and I grabbed his hair harder. “Please,” I moaned, wriggling around in ecstasy. I wanted to feel more of him everywhere. I needed to feel him inside of me.
Greyson didn’t play games with me this time. His tongue entered me skillfully, teasing and tormenting me as his fingers played with my clit. I couldn’t believe how exquisite the pleasure was. I could feel every nerve ending in my body tingling and crying out. I felt as if I were on the edge of a cliff and there was a cool breeze that was aching to push me over. I was so close to just falling and letting nature do what she wanted to with me. I was so close to becoming one with the wind. I just needed one last push.
I screamed out when Greyson pulled his tongue out of me. “No, don’t stop!” I begged, not caring that I was squirming beneath him. My hands reached down and pushed his head back between my legs. “I’m so close,” I whispered pitifully.
“Tell me how it feels,” he growled at me and licked my cl*tagain.
“It feels like I’m going to explode,” I moaned. “Please.”
“Please, who?”
“Greyson!” I cried out. He grinned and then pulled me up quickly.
“Get on all fours,” he commanded me. “That’s it.”
I kneeled on the ground and waited for what was next. Greyson swiveled me around so that my ass was facing him and I felt his thumb rubbing me gently.
“What are you doing?” I gasped and jumped slightly as he grazed my asshole.
“Don’t worry, Meg.” He laughed as he came up behind me. I felt the tip of his c**k at my entrance, but instead of entering me, he gently rubbed my clit. I buckled forward slightly and he laughed again. “You’re still so wet for me.” I didn’t answer him. Instead, I braced myself for the pleasure I knew was coming.
I didn’t have to wait long. My first orgasm occurred as soon as he entered me. I felt my pu**y walls tighten on his hard c**k and my whole body shook as the orgasm hit me. That seemed to turn him on even more because he grabbed my h*ps and grunted as he moved in and out of me.
“I love to feel it when you orgasm.” He groaned. “It makes me harder knowing that I’m responsible for bringing you so much pleasure.”
“Oh, please don’t stop.” I gyrated my h*ps back into him, relishing in the fact that I could feel another orgasm building up.
“I’m sorry I didn’t make you come in the pool.” He sounded annoyed with himself. “I don’t want you to think that I don’t care about you being taken care of.”
“It’s okay.” I moaned as I gripped the towel to steady myself. “You’re making up for it now.”
Greyson pulled out of me suddenly and flipped me onto my back before entering me again.
“I like looking into your eyes when I orgasm.” He kissed me urgently as his c**k filled me to the brim. “It makes it feel more special.”
I looked into his eyes at that moment and there was a light there that I had never seen before. I felt my body burning in that moment. I felt so high and powerful. Everything felt heightened, and as we stared at each other, I felt like I was flying. My heart and my soul were soaring, and as we cl**axed together, I knew that this was another moment that I wouldn’t forget for the rest of my life.
***
I dried my skin with the large white fluffy towel Greyson had given me and tried not to let my feelings of guilt overwhelm me. I knew as sure as I knew that the sky was blue that I was falling for Greyson. Had already fallen for Greyson, if I were honest.
I wanted to laugh at the irony of it all. I was the girl who didn’t believe in love at first sight. I was the girl who’d scoffed when friends told me they’d found the one after a few dates. What was the one really? Was there really one person for everyone? I’d always thought that God had forgotten me. Where was my one? I’d somehow made it through life without any great loves and I didn’t want Greyson to be the one.
My breath caught and I felt tears welling in my eyes as I realized the truth that I hadn’t wanted to acknowledge. I was falling in love with Greyson Twining and I didn’t want to. I didn’t want my heart to skip every time I saw him. I didn’t want my stomach to flip when I thought about him. I didn’t want to be able to close my eyes and picture him next to me. I didn’t want to be able to smell him in the air. I didn’t want to feel like my world was going to end if he turned out to be the devil I thought he was. Because then who did that make me? What sort of person gave themselves to a man like him?
I blinked away the tears and saw that Greyson had left his watch on the floor. I bent down and picked it up, trying to ignore the slight excitement that was bubbling in the pit of my stomach. I had just been with Greyson less than ten minutes ago, but I was already excited to see him again.
I slowly put my clothes on. I didn’t care about the other tests. I wasn’t going to take them. I had already decided that I was leaving at the end of the day. It seemed odd to me that I’d only been here for a few days. It felt like years. I felt like I’d known Greyson my whole life, but I hadn’t even known him a week.
I could feel my head pounding as a headache came on. I placed Greyson’s watch in my pocket and walked to his office. I slowly opened the door, but the room was empty. I sighed as I realized that he wasn’t there.
I decided to walk to his private living room to see if he was there. As I walked, I thought about the evening Greyson had sung to me and how we had danced around the room. It had reminded me of a scene from a movie. An old romantic movie. A movie where the men were still men and knew how to treat a lady.
I arrived at Greyson’s study and paused as I looked through the window. Greyson was lying down on the couch, and he appeared to be reading a book. I stood there and watched him for a few minutes. He looked so peaceful and so handsome. My heart ached for myself and for Greyson. What demons were eating him up inside?
“He’s very handsome, isn’t he?” Patsy’s voice surprised me as she stood next to me. I looked at her with wide eyes, but she wasn’t looking at me as she spoke. “He’s a wonderful man, Greyson is.”
“I don’t really know him,” I mumbled.
“No, you don’t. I’ve known him a long time.” Her voice sounded wistful. “I was his first employee here at the club.”
“Oh.” I looked at her in surprise. “I didn’t know that.”
“Why would you?” she said dismissively as she looked at me with a slight sneer.
“You must know a lot of what goes on here?”
“I do.” She nodded and stepped back. “I know everything.”
“And you still work here?” I asked softly, hoping to get more information.
“Of course I still work here. Greyson knows he can trust me.” She made a face. “I love him, you know.” She looked back through the window at Greyson. “And love means loving someone no matter who they are.”
“Oh.” I stared at her carefully then. “I didn’t know.”
“I’ve loved him from the beginning. I thought at one point that my love could change him. Or at least save him.” She sighed. “You can’t help who you love.”
“Does he love you?”
“He doesn’t do love.” She shook her head and then looked at me with a mean expression. “What are you even doing here? You should be in a test room.”
“I was just walking around.”
“I already told you that could get you in trouble.”
“I should get going,” I said reluctantly and she nodded.
I walked away quickly and slowed as I rounded the corner. I peeked back and watched as Patsy knocked on the door and entered the room. I quickly returned to the doorway and held my ear up against the door. At first, the sounds were muffled, but I realized that was due to the loud beating of my heart. I took a couple of deep gulps of air to control my breathing and tried listening again.
“Greyson, it’s for the best.” I could hear Patsy’s voice clearly now, and it sounded like she was pleading. “We should leave. We can start over. You know I’ll always support you.”
“No, Patsy. I’m not going to leave.”
“But you have to. She knows what happened and now—”
He cut her off angrily. “How do you know she knows?”
“She told me.” Her voice was tight. “And there are others.”
“There are others who want to do what?”
“They want to take you down, Greyson.” Her voice was frightened. “It’s not safe here anymore.”
“I don’t run from the truth, Patsy. This is my club.”
“But, Greyson,” she pleaded.
“You need to leave now.” His voice was curt.
“Okay.” She bit back a sob. “But don’t say I didn’t warn you. She will be the undoing of you and me.”
I ran back around the corridor quickly, opened the door to a room, and slipped in to hide. I watched Patsy leave Greyson’s room with a dejected face and tried not to feel emotional.
I couldn’t believe that I hadn’t realized just how in love with Greyson she was. Did he love her? Had he ever loved her? Had they ever been intimate? I cringed at the thought and ignored the sick feeling that was building up in the pit of my stomach.
I left the room and ran back to Greyson’s study. I was about to knock on the door when I realized it was still slightly ajar and he was on a call.
“Brandon, it’s Greyson.” His voice was smooth as he spoke. I peeked an eye through the opening to spy at him as he talked on the phone. His features looked hard and his body looked tense. “We have a big problem. No, I don’t want you coming and bringing your girlfriend with you again.” He paused, and I could see him pacing back and forth. “Look, Brandon, I need your advice. We have a Maria problem going on right now.”