CHAPTER SIX
GRAYSON
I followed Rahyne around the bar as she cleaned up the tables. “We need to talk, Rahyne.”
“I thought I made myself clear, Gray?”
I shook my head. “No! You decided to end things out of nowhere, and you expect me to sit on the sidelines and do nothing!”
“You said you just wanted to have some fun.” She stated it as if all that had happened between us meant nothing.
“That’s before I got to have you, Rahyne. Goddammit don’t you see you’re driving me crazy!”
She crossed her arms over those luscious tits and rolled her eyes. “That’s your dick talking for you.”
I could feel my rage slowly rising. “Don’t fuck with me, Rahyne!”
She faced me and balled her hands into fists at either side of her. It was a clear fighting stance.
“Or what? Are you going to hit me now, big man.”
I frowned and shook my head, shocked that she’d jump to that conclusion. I lowered my voice. “I would never hurt you. You may piss me off, Rahyne, but I’d never lay a hand on you.”
Her features softened and I could see her eyes shine with unshed tears under the lights. I realized in that moment that she’d been hurt. That whoever had her before, didn’t know how to take care of such a precious woman.
“Don’t push me away, Rahyne.” My voice sounded strained with anguish.
I was laying my heart on the table for her and she was pretty much stomping all over it for the second time tonight.
“And why should I let you near me? You’re not worth the pain that comes later, Grayson. No man is.
“So, I’m good enough for you to fuck, but not good enough for you to share your life with?”
She shook her head. “It’s over.”
I grabbed her by the arms and kissed her hard. She struggled against me and for a brief moment, I felt her surrender, but it didn’t last long. She managed to push me back and slap me across the face.
I held my burning cheek, but my patience was slowly withering away. I grabbed her again, pressing her completely against my body. My hands ran down her back and cupped that sweet ass of hers, pressing her into me.
Her eyes closed and she bit her lip. Her hands gripped my jacket tightly, simultaneously holding me off yet keeping me on her. She was struggling with her stupid decision and she was showing it.
“Say you don’t feel this between us.”
She smirked, but I could see her eyes wavering. “I don’t feel anything.”
I could feel her shaking in my arms and as I leaned down to kiss her again, she shoved me away.
I felt myself go numb. Desperation laced with anger shook my inner core. I stepped up to her, pressing her up against the front of the stage.
“You shouldn’t have done that, Rahyne.”
I could visibly see her shake now, but she wasn’t scared. Her eyes showed a hint of excitement. The wicked seductress was actually aroused by my actions, yet she stood her ground.
“Shouldn’t have done what exactly? Slapped you, or told you I didn’t want you?” She stuck out her pretty chin in defiance. “A pretty boy like you can’t take rejection, is that it Grayson? You can’t take the fact that I don’t want you anymore?”
She was testing my limits and I could feel my anger consume me. I grabbed her roughly by the waist, slamming her against my body. Her rose scented perfume engulfed my senses and I became fully aware of her soft curves shifting against me.
“Let me go, Gray. I told you, I don’t want anything to do with you.”
I was past reasoning with. If she wasn’t going to give me what I wanted, then I would just have to show her how much she wanted it.
“You should have thought about that before you gave that hot little pussy over to me.” I growled, and sank my hands into her soft curls causing her to moan and lean into my touch.
I smirked at her reaction. “See, beautiful. Even now you want me.”
Her eyes shot open, and a trace of anger ran through them. “I said let me go, Grayson. It’s over. I’m not playing around.” She struggled against me, trying to break free.
I grabbed her hair and pulled her face to mine, my voice took a deep and menacing tone that left her trembling. “Let’s get one thing straight, beautiful. You belong to me. I say when it’s over and right now, it’s far from over.”
She gripped my hand at the back of her head and seethed in anger. “I belong to no one, least of all you!”
I yanked her head back and brought her mouth to me. “You can fight me all you want, beautiful. I’ll only crave you more. You’re absolutely mine, whether you like it or not.”
I forced her into a possessive kiss. I was greedy to own every sigh, every scream, every inch of her. She didn’t open for me at first. She struggled against me, punching my arms and pushing me back, but I held onto her tightly. I was forceful, but gentle with her. I wanted her to see I would never hurt her, no matter how much she hurt me.
I brought her up against the stage wall and ravaged her lips. The kiss was meant to be hard and deep, meant to consume her. After a few moments, I felt her starting to yield. I fought through her pursed lips, licking her open. As she took in a deep breath, I dipped my tongue inside, holding her there in a heated open mouthed kiss.
She moaned and her arms tried to go around me, but I was angry and I wanted to stay angry. I pushed her arms to her sides and continued my assault on her mouth. Nibbling her lips and sucking on her silky tongue. Breathless moans escaped her and I could feel her squirming in heat against me.
I broke the kiss letting my tongue run down her chin down to the delicate dip of her clavicle. My hand ran to her neck and squeezed gently, trying to force her head towards me.
“Look at me, Rahyne.” She closed her eyes and turned her head. I applied gentle pressure and her eyes shot open, her hands gripping my wrist. “Look. At. Me.”
Her pretty eyes finally met mine, they were filled with uncertainty and a hint of sadness. “You belong to me, Rahyne Andrews. Your body, your pussy, those green gems and these pretty red lips are all mine.”
“Fuck you.” She breathed out.
“I’ll do anything you ask of me, baby. That, and so much more.”
I turned her around and shoved her against the stage.
“Grayson!” She screamed in warning and kicked back at me, but never said no. She wanted this as much as I did. She wanted my cock buried deep inside her, bringing her to that edge she loved so much.
I pressed her against the center stage and smacked her jean covered ass. “Keep screaming, baby. You know I love it when you scream.”
I ran my hands to her waist, fighting against her elbows as I unbuttoned her jeans. As soon as I loosened them, I quickly yanked them down to her knees. Her snow-white skin shone in the dim light and my cock strained against its restraints.
She tried to turn around and I slapped her luscious naked ass. Her firm cheeks reddened and I could make out a shadow of my hand print. The sight only made me more excited.
“I’m going to kill you, Grayson!” She tried kicking back at me again and I wrapped my leg against one ankle, forcing her to spread her legs slightly.
I undid my jeans and pushed them down, releasing my engorged muscle. It jutted forward sliding between her thighs, begging me to take her. She sucked in a breath and smacked my arms as I held her hips down.
“Grayson if you do this, it’s really over between us!”
Ignoring her screams, I pressed the purple head of my dick against her juicy tender lips, prying them open, slipping into her wet core.
“You’re soaked, baby. No matter what you say and do, your pussy definitely wants me.”
“I don’t want you!”
I grabbed her hair, pulling her back against me. I held her gaze as I slid just the head into her and she moaned. “Liar.” I growled in her ear and slammed the rest of the way into her tight chasm. Her bare pussy accepted me, sucking me in and tightening around me as I pulled out and jabbed her again. She felt absolutely perfect around my cock. Rahyne was definitely made for me. Taking her like this, bare, with nothing between us, was incredible.
“We’ve proven your pussy wants me. Let’s see how the rest of your body feels.”
“Grayson.” She moaned my name so prettily as she hung her head back on my shoulder and arched her back, meeting my thrusts. I could feel her short intakes of breath against my neck, sending warmth down my spine.
I let go of her hair and ran my hands up her hot skin. I ran them up her hips, her slightly raised tummy and finally made my way into her tank top to take a hold of her nipples. I grabbed the tips, forcing them to harden, pulling on them, and then sliding them between my fingers knowing how much she loved it. She whimpered as her hands gripped my ass forcing me to thrust faster.
“Your body wants me too, Rahyne.” I felt a tug at my heart, almost painfully I asked. “Why don’t you want me, baby? Tell me.”
I slowed my pace and rocked my hips slowly, almost gently against her.
“Grayson, don’t slow down.”
I forced her chin back to look at me. “Tell me, why?”
She shook her head and bucked back against me. “Just fuck me Grayson! Get it over with, and fuck me!”
Rage flooded my senses and instead of wanting to give her pleasure, I wanted to keep it from her instead. My strokes got faster, angrier. They became powerful thrusts that reflected my anguish and my desperation in wanting her. I could tell she was close, but so was I.
Usually, at this point I’d try to gain control, try to give her what she needed, but this time I lost it. I pulled out slightly and stroked myself, keeping my head inside her. I wanted to cum before she did. I wanted to get my own pleasure before she could take any more of me. Knowing she could get pregnant by me taking her like this, made my cock swell, and in a few quick jerks, I was finally cumming inside of her.
“Grayson! Don’t…” she warned me but kept bouncing back against me, trying to find her own release. I stepped back, managing to pull out of her completely.
She looked back frantically. “What are you doing? Come back and finish me off, Grayson.”
I smirked, and watched her sway her pretty, little butt cheeks at me. My fucking cock liked the sight and jumped slightly in need. It wanted to feel her cum all over it, but I pushed the thoughts aside and pulled my jeans up instead.
“Grayson?” She turned and watched me as I buttoned up. “Are you serious?”
I picked up my leather jacket, throwing it back on. After a couple minutes, I finally looked up. She was still standing there, her lips red and cheeks flushed. Her hair was a total mess and her jeans were still around her ankles, leaving her completely exposed, with my seed sliding down her leg. Fuck, if she didn’t look edible. I wanted to sink myself into her, and never leave.
“You fucking asshole.” She whispered.
I glared at her angrily. “You’re the one who didn’t want me, remember.”
“You wouldn’t dare...”
I smirked and turned my back to her. For the first time, I walked away from her. I should have felt satisfied with my performance, but instead I felt angry at myself for losing control, angry that I still had the urge to go to her, and angry that I was completely in love with Rahyne Andrews.