I’m rewarded for my answer when Grant allows me to suck him back into my mouth. He begins to fuck my greedy mouth before sliding back down to my throat. I moan long and low and Grant comes with a curse.
Swallowing, with a last moan of enjoyment, I allow Grant to slip from my throat. He slides the tip of his cock over my lips. I give him a final lick before he steps back. “Hmm, my sweetheart likes naughty and dirty.”
Blushing, I go as Grant pulls me up by my hair. When he’s rough, it makes me as wet as when he talks dirty. Honesty pulls the words out of me. “When you do it.”
“I’ll remember that.” He whispers as he wraps his arms around me. I lean against him, loving the feel of him against me. He’s so hot, hard, yet still soft and silky. For a long minute we stay this way. “Where are you off to today?”
“I was thinking of the planetarium and barbecue today. Walters introduced me to a place called Smoke Daddy and I’ve been thinking about it ever since.”
“How are you doing with them?”
I shrug, “I’m fine, they are nice. They have come in handy a few times.” I hesitate to admit what I was going to say.
Grant pulls back to look down at me. “What?”
Lying isn’t an option when he looks at me like that. “It’s nice sometimes, not doing things alone like going to see a movie or eating out. They are both nice enough they don’t leave me feeling weird for having them as company. It’s never uncomfortable or anything.”
His jaw clenches as his hold tightens. “I’m not worried about them making it uncomfortable. Both men were picked for their lack of interest in women. Does it bother you going out with only them?”
For the first time, ever, I don’t hesitate to lie. This is all still too new, we are too new. I’m not willing to compromise it by being honest that I would much rather he was with me. Squeezing him tight, I look up and smile. “Of course not. I’m used to being alone. It’s just nice that they are there sometimes.”
When I move to step back his arms tighten around me. His jaw is still clenched, his whole body is stiff with tension. I don’t know what he’s looking for. I’m not willing to back down from the lie. The idea of Grant annoyed by me sounding needy sends me up onto my tiptoes to bring him down to me in a kiss meant to wipe away all doubt I’m not happy with the way things are.
Oh god, I might have started the kiss but Grant takes over almost instantly. It’s hot, hard, demanding until I’m clinging to him to stay standing. Then I’m up and he’s carrying me back to bed. Tearing his mouth from mine he leaves me gasping, my lungs frantic to take in air. His eyes are bright, “How do you feel about missing the planetarium today?”
I pull him back down to me and whisper against his swollen lips. “Yes, please.”
We spend the rest of the day in bed. In between the very hot intense sex Grant asks about all the places I’ve been in the city and outside of it and where I still want to go. Grant shares his favorite cities and I am very jealous at his long list of cities and countries he’s been to. When we end the night together in the jetted tub I try not to pinch myself from feeling like the day has been a dream I hope won’t end.
Chapter Nine
It’s pouring as I get out of the cab. I’m wet to my fucking underwear by the time I get inside the club. Marshall is waiting, wearing an outfit from the club. He sees me and nods. No way around buying something, unless I was good with running around in wet underwear, which I’m not. “At least put our names down for a court while I find something.”
“I already did, after I got out of my own cab. This weather is fucking nuts. April showers, May flowers can kiss my white wet ass. It rains all weekend and today. I read it was supposed to stop today. Doesn’t fucking look like it to me.”
“And it’s fucking cold today. If I get sick, this is on your ass.”
“You aren’t going to get sick, you big damned baby. Speaking of babies, how are things going with yours?”
“Ah, man, haven’t I thanked you enough? Don’t you think you’re getting a little smug, bastard?”
“I like being a smug bastard, it fits me well. At least, that’s what my father tells me. How is this whole security thing you got going with her? I still can’t believe you thought she needs security.”
“She’s five foot five and looks as fragile as china. She’s a walking target to anyone who wants her phone or purse. Personal taste notwithstanding, she’s fucking gorgeous. Hell no, she’s not going out all by herself in this city. Did they ever catch the rapist in Wrigleyville? All it takes is a small window of opportunity.” I refuse to think about how wrecked I get at the idea of anything happening to Anne. It’s not going to happen so it’s a waste of time to even go there.
The woman at the desk lets us know a court is clear. “I guess. How’s she doing being stuck in the house the last few days?”
“She’s okay right now. She can veg out on the couch and binge watch wit
h the best of us, she’s just someone who likes to get out of the house. Considering the way she was practically a forced shut in with her parents and then her last man, I’m not mad at her. I understand. Just because I don’t like to leave the condo and would rather punch out code than roam around the Field museum doesn’t mean she should be stuck at home.” I’m still feeling edgy knowing Anne would rather it was me with her. She hadn’t been able to hide her thoughts from me as much as she tried to the other day. Only it wasn’t going to happen, I need to work. It wasn’t like we needed to be together twenty four hours a day. Even if that day had been pretty damn amazing. “What’s up with Rachel, is she still blowing hot and cold on you?”
Marshall stops where he is, “Fuck man, she’s driving me fucking nuts. For over six months we’ve been cruising along, no problems, and now from one day to the next I don’t know what the hell is up with her. I ask her to spend the night and she flips out on me. She starts throwing up the damned contract about no spending the night.”
“She’s spent the night before, though, right?”
“Fuck yes, the first few times by accident. You know, it was too late for her to go home, or we fall asleep after some intense fucking, no big deal. Lately though, everything with her is a big deal. This shit is exactly why I started with the sugar baby thing. If this keeps going I’m going to cut the contract short and cut my losses.”
“Damn man, I like Rachel, she’s a sweet kid. Give her some time before you cut her loose. She is pretty young, she might not have all the shit down yet. Didn’t you say she’s never done this before? How old is she again, you said, like, twenty-three?”