“Oh God, Meagan . . . fucking hell.”
The sounds of our pleasure echoed off the walls as we both came hard. I could feel Grayson’s dick twitching inside of me as I squeezed down and milked every ounce of cum out of him.
Minutes passed as we both fought to regain our breathing. My heart was beating crazy in my chest as Grayson carried me over to the couch, still buried inside of me. When he sat down, I dropped my forehead to his and waited for my breathing and heartbeat to return to normal.
“My God, Meg. Each time with you is so fucking amazing.”
I lifted my head and smiled. “It was amazing, wasn’t it? It felt so good, I didn’t want you to stop.”
Grayson’s hand came up as he pushed a piece of my brown hair behind my ear. “I didn’t want to stop. I never want to stop when I’m making love to you.”
With a chuckle, I bit down on my lip. “That was not making love, that was fucking.”
Grayson’s eyes turned dark and then softened. “Yeah it was, but at the same time, it felt so damn intimate. Like I was a part of you and you were a part of me. We were one, and I loved every second of it.”
Bending down, I softly kissed him as I moved my hips. I could feel Grayson’s dick twitch as it was coming back for round two.
“You greedy little girl.”
Pushing off his chest, I sat up and ground my hips onto him as my hands cupped my breasts while my head fell back. “I want more.”
His hands grabbed onto my hips as he moved along with me. “Holy shit what are you doing to me? You’re like a drug that I can’t get enough of.”
With a smile, I lifted my body as I rode him. I couldn’t believe how fast my orgasm was building.
Grayson moaned as he began to grow harder and hit the spot I needed for my release.
My hands landed on his shoulders as I fucked him as fast as I could while I called out his name. Grayson’s head dropped back onto the couch as he dug his fingers into my hips.
Warmth spread through my lower body as I collapsed onto him, my breasts pressed against his chest as we both fought for air.
“I’m spent. I don’t think my dick is ever going to recover from this.”
Giggling, I kissed his chest and lifted my head. “Oh somehow I find that statement to be false.”
Grayson winked and cupped my ass. “Yeah me too. Now get your beautiful ass off of me so we can go take a shower.”
Crawling off Grayson, fear set in again. “Gray, what about my parents? They’re going to be so upset with me.”
“You’re a grown woman, Meg. You’re not obligated to let them know about every single detail of your life.”
“I would think dating someone might be something I’d share wit
h them.”
I glanced down at my engagement ring. How in the world would I tell my father about Grayson and I seeing each other for so long and now we were engaged? He was going to lecture me . . . I just knew it.
No. That was not going to happen. I needed to stop letting my father’s expectations guide me.
After taking a hot shower, I thought I would feel better, but I felt worse. My head began to pound and I felt sick to my stomach.
Grayson wrapped a towel around my body and carried me to the bed where he gently laid me down. Crawling in next to me, he pulled my body close to his.
“Love you, baby.”
My heart felt as if it was going to combust. I was instantly calmed and in that moment I knew all I would ever need was this right here, Grayson’s arms wrapped around me . . . protecting me and loving me.
I cared about what my father thought, but I was going to follow my heart. I was in love with Grayson and that knowledge instantly calmed me.