Chapter 14
Tyler
I helped Grayce up into the truck and drove her back to the apartment. When we got home, I pulled her into the kitchen. I dampened a towel at the sink and wiped it over her face and neck, down into her cleavage. I wanted to wipe any traces of that scumbag off of her, as if to erase the incident altogether.
“You spilled coffee on me,” she said.
“What?”
“You ran into me and spilled my coffee. All over here,” she pointed to the place between her breasts. Fuck, she was killing me.
“Oh, right.” I laughed. “Yeah, I remember it a little differently. Come on, let’s get some sugar in you.”
I sat her on one of the stools, then grabbed a Coke out of the fridge and took a Pop-Tart out of the cupboard. “Here, eat one of these,” I said, taking a bite from the second pastry from the foil packet.
She nodded her head and took a couple of bites, then chased them with a big swig of soda. She was still tipsy, but she seemed to be feeling a little more like herself.
“I could’ve handled it, you know,” she said, taking another bite of pastry.
“I know you could’ve, but I was there. I couldn’t exactly stand there and watch some guy groping you. It made me…” My brow furrowed. When I’d seen that guy on her, I’d wanted to kill him on the spot. The idea of someone else touching her, kissing her…I couldn’t handle it. “The sight of him with his hands on you made me nuts. I couldn’t have stopped myself from punching him if I’d wanted to.”
Her beautiful eyes went wide as she looked at me, considering my words.
I stepped around her side of the island and put my hand up to her cheek, stroking it with the backs of my fingertips. “I’m just glad you’re okay. I couldn’t stand to see anything bad happen to you, Grayce.”
I meant it. Sure, I was attracted to her, but there was something else beyond that. She deserved so much more than what she had gotten.
She went to set down the soda, and the can connected with the edge of the island, spilling all over me. My shirt and jeans were covered in fizzy, sticky drink.
“Oh, shit,” she exclaimed, half laughing.
I threw my head back and laughed. “It’s okay, really. I was about to change anyway.”
I tugged the shirt tail out of my jeans and leaned forward, pulling it off over my head and tossing it into the corner of the kitchen floor.
She slipped down from the bar stool and we were just inches apart. Suddenly, she grabbed my hips and stepped forward, planting a kiss in the middle of my chest. She looked up and met my eyes. She was so beautiful. Her eyes shone with a shade of blue I had never seen before and her skin was soft and radiant. I put my hand gently on her back.
“Grayce, you’re still a little tipsy, and probably a little emotional. Are you sure this is a good idea?” I asked.
Every fiber of my being wanted her. My cock was practically vibrating as it strained against my jeans. Still, I didn’t want to be something she regretted.
“Are you saying you don’t want me?” she asked.
“Christ! Yes, I want you. It’s all I’ve thought about since we first met. But you were very clear the other night. I don’t want you to do anything you’ll—”
She crashed her lips into mine, cutting me off.
In an instant, my lips were consuming her, my tongue forcing its way into her mouth. I wrapped her in my arms. Leaning forward a little more, I tangled my fingers through her hair, tipping her head farther back so I could kiss that beautiful, slender neck.
I picked her up and set her on the kitchen island. I shoved her dress up, pulling her legs around me, and pressed my hands into her back as I kissed her, then licked and kissed her neck and down to her chest.
I couldn’t wait any longer. I grabbed both sides of her collar and ripped her dress apart, exposing a black lace bra that held her exquisite breasts. I squeezed with one hand, and I used the other to yank down the fabric of her bra. Her nipple, small and pink, sprang free from the cup, and I licked it, taking it in my mouth and sucking as she gasped in response. She ran her hands through my hair and urged me closer to her with her legs.
Her skin tasted sweet and salty, and incredible. She set every sense I had on fire, and I was going to show her just how badly I wanted her.
My mouth crashed into hers as I pressed her hard against my body, my cock pushing against her belly. This was the very thing she’d tried to prevent. It was what she said couldn’t happen. But she wanted me as desperately as I wanted her, and our need for each other was a tempest that couldn’t be contained.
“Bed,” I growled into her open mouth. I wrapped my arms around her and lifted her up. She kept her legs tight around me as I carried her to her room.
I laid her back on the bed and undid my belt, dropping my jeans and shorts in one motion. As I did, she shimmied out of what was left of her dress and kicked off her shoes.
“You are so fucking beautiful,” I said, climbing across the bed toward her.
I pulled down the strap of her bra and reached around to unhook it, tossing it aside as she slid out of it. She lay back, and I hungrily licked and sucked her breasts as she moaned in response. I listened carefully to the sounds she was making, watched her breathing, and felt her body responding to me. I wanted her screaming my name, but more than that, I wanted to see her lose herself. I wanted to set her body and mind free.
I kissed her again and slid my hand down her body, inside her panties. She was shaved. I liked that. As I moved my hand down between her legs, she was more than ready.
“You’re so damn wet,” I moaned into her ear.
“I want you, Tyler. I want you inside of me. I want you so bad.” There was an urgency in her voice that bordered on desperation. Damn, it was sexy.
I leaned back and pulled her panties off, sliding my hand across her sex, dampening my finger in her wetness, then circling her clit. Her body arched in response and she made little cooing sounds. I kissed down her belly and positioned myself between her thighs, throwing her legs over my shoulders.
She was breathing hard in anticipation.
“Look at me, Grayce,” I said, my lips so close to her pussy, I was sure she could feel the vibration of my voice. “I want you to look at me.”
She did, and when her eyes met mine, I sank my tongue inside of her.
She tried to hold my gaze, but after a few moments, her head lolled back against the pillow. As her breathing grew faster, I flattened my tongue and pressed it against her opening, then licked up to her clit. I worked the flat of my tongue up and down, again and again before circling her clit. I moved two fingers inside of her, finding the ridged spot I knew would put her over the edge. As her breath quickened and she began to grind her hips, I pursed my lips around the swollen bundle of nerves and sucked until I felt her body stiffen. She made the sweetest moaning sounds when she came.
I let her down gently, then moved up to kiss her. As soon as I did, she started sucking on my lips, licking her juices off of my mouth and chin. I put my hand at the back of her neck and kissed her deeply. She pulled her lips away just far enough to moan into me, “Fuck me, Tyler. I need you inside of me.”
I pulled away and grabbed my jeans, hastily pulling a condom out of my wallet. I tore the wrapper and rolled it over my throbbing cock. I crawled up her body, my forearms resting on the bed on either side of her.
She spread her legs wider for me. I hovered with the tip of my cock at her entrance. Her eyes were pleading as she looked up at me.
“If you want it, you’ve got to take it, baby,” I said.
She put her hand on my cock, those sweet little manicured fingers wrapping around my shaft, and guided me to her. She thrust her hips up just a little to press me into her opening. As she did, she closed her eyes and gave me a little moan.
I kissed her cheek and her neck, and whispered, “Are you ready for me, baby?”
“Yes! Oh, fuck yes.”
I sank into her warm, wet flesh and pushed myself inside up to the hilt. She felt so damn good wrapped around my cock. She gasped as I pushed inside of her, but when I looked at her face, it told me all I needed to know.
“You okay, baby? Is this what you want?” I whispered into her ear.
“Yes, that’s it. That’s what I want, Tyler. I want all of you.” She slid her arms around my neck and began to sway her hips back and forth to meet my thrusts as I began to slide in and out of her. There was absolutely nothing hotter than a sexy woman who moved her body for you, tilting her hips to meet you, urging you deeper inside of her.
I slid my hand down and began sliding my thumb around her clit in little circles as I moved in and out of her. As I did, her lips parted and she moved her hands above her head, running her fingers through her hair. The little flashes of red polish peeked through her brown mane, driving me crazy. Her hip movements shifted as I began using two fingers to massage her clit faster, and I knew she was going to come again.
I kissed her lips, and said, “That’s it, baby, come for me.”
Her body began to tense underneath me, and I knew I had taken her there. I shifted my weight and slowed down, giving her a moment to recover. I reached down and pulled her knee up so I could hook my arm through it, opening her wider to me. When I did, her muscles flexed inside, squeezing my cock, and I knew I wouldn’t last much longer.
I leaned in closer to her, shifting my weight, and held her shoulder with my free hand. “Grayce, you feel so good.”
She kissed me hard and bit my lip, and I knew she was ready. I pounded into her deeper and harder than I meant to, but I couldn’t stop. Her body felt so good, so soft and warm, and right wrapped around me. She began to arch her back, and I knew she was close.
“Tyler, oh, I’m going to come again! Oh, yeah, don’t stop,” she moaned and melted back into the mattress as my pace quickened.
I couldn’t hold back anymore, and when I pushed deep inside her and let go, she arched her back and called out my name, meeting me as we came together. I pressed kisses over her neck, cheeks, and lips as we came down from the high.
I got up to take care of the condom in her bathroom, then came back to the bed, wrapping my arms around her. She turned to me and kissed me deeply, then smiled at me, running her fingertips across my chest and shoulders. I stared into those blue eyes and at that moment, I never wanted to leave that bed – never wanted to leave the warmth of her body.
I took her small hand in mine and pressed her palm to my lips. “You okay?” I asked tentatively.
She smirked. “I’m more than okay. That was…I can’t even describe it. Amazing.”
She rolled over, her back to me, and leaned her body into mine. I pulled close against her, burying my face in the crook of her neck.
“Sometimes I don’t think you even realize what an incredible woman you are,” I said, depositing soft kisses along her neck.
She made a sound that was almost purring as she leaned her head further to the side, granting me more access.
After a few minutes, she pulled my hand up to her breast, guiding me to squeeze it, and rolled her hips, grazing my cock with that spectacular ass. It didn’t take much for me to be good to go again.
Grayce started to roll away from me, and for a minute, I was afraid she was leaving the bed. Instead, she reached for something in a box on the bedside table, and as she rolled back to me, she held up a condom between two of her delicate fingers. She craned her neck around to look at me.
“Unless you’ve had enough,” she said.
“I don’t think there is any such thing when it comes to you,” I said, taking the package from her hand.
I kept her on her side and lined my hips up with hers. I lifted her top leg and slid into her, crooking her leg back over my hip. She took in a deep breath as I entered her, which quickly became a moan as I began to push my cock against the spot inside a woman’s body that I knew was like an on switch.
I put my palm against the flat of her belly to pull her close, then pressed harder into the place that I knew would make her come. I had my other arm crooked around her neck, cradling her. She reached for my free hand and laced her fingers with mine.
“Tyler.” Her voice was breathy and soft.
“Yes, Grayce,” I said into her ear through a cloud of thick dark curls, “tell me what you want.”
“I can feel you so deep inside of me.” Her hips rocked back and forth to meet me.
My movements were gentle, but she was so tight around me, the sensation was intense. It didn’t take long before I was exploding as her body quaked around me.
When I came back to her bed for the second time, Grayce seemed relaxed. Content. Happy. It was a look I hadn’t really seen on her face since I’d met her. I wouldn’t lie. Knowing I was the one who had put that look on her beautiful face made me feel like a fucking superhero.
I sat down on the edge of the bed and looked over her. “If you’d be more comfortable with me going to my own bed for the night, I will, but if you want me to stay…”
She turned around to look at me. Quietly, she said, “I want you to stay. Only if you want.”
“I want,” I said, slipping in beside her.
The irony wasn’t lost on me. Usually, by this point in the evening’s activities, I was trying to figure out how to make my escape. I usually couldn’t stand the thought of a woman in my bed while I was trying to sleep. Sure, it was convenient when you had morning wood, but having a woman lying across me always made me hot and uncomfortable. This, though, was something else.
It was me who was asking to stay. Me who wanted her in my arms. Now that I had been with her, now that I knew what she felt like wrapped around my cock, and how beautiful her face was when she came for me, all I could think about was how to keep it going.
The whole situation reminded me of that movie where the guy falls in love with a girl who wakes up every day with no memory of her life. 50 First Dates. I kept thinking that if we fell asleep, she might wake up wondering why she had let me be with her in the first place.
I wasn’t too surprised when I woke up before her the next morning. It had been a crazy night on multiple levels, and she usually wasn’t up as early as me anyway.
I tiptoed out, showered, and threw on a pair of performance shorts before I went into the kitchen to make coffee. I heard Grayce behind me as I poured my first cup, so I turned around and handed it to her instead.
“Good morning, beautiful,” I said.
“Good morning,” she said, a big smirk creeping across her lips behind her coffee cup.
“What are you smiling at?”
“Oh, I was just thinking, it figures,” she said, still smiling.
“What figures?”
“That yesterday you were strutting around butt naked, and now you have shorts on.”
“I can change that, you know,” I said, playfully hooking a thumb into the waistband of my shorts.
She laughed.
“So, do you have client meetings today?” I asked.
“No, just some work to do.”
“Take the day off,” I said.
“Sorry?”
“Take the day off. Spend it with me. It’s my day off.” I smiled broadly, hoping to convince her.
“I can’t just take the day off.” She shook her head as if the idea were ludicrous.
“Why not? It’s your firm, Grayce. You’re the boss. When’s the last time you took a day off?” I asked.
“When I—” She stopped suddenly.
“Tell me.”
“When I moved out of our house. After I caught Carter.”
I stepped forward and rubbed her shoulder with my palm. Even there, in the kitchen, sleepy-eyed and with messy sex hair, she looked incredible. “Grayce. Give yourself a break once in a while. Take the day off and come out with me. We’ll do something fun, I promise.”
I saw from her look that she was starting to cave. “I don’t know,” she said.
“I’m going to do a couple of things really quick, and then I’ll get dressed. When I come out, I want to see you in shorts, a t-shirt, and sneakers, ready to go.” I slid my chin around the side of her neck and bent her head toward me, depositing a kiss on top of it as I walked out of the kitchen.
About half an hour later, I emerged from my room, not sure if she would be in one of her lawyer suits. I walked into the living room to find her sitting on the edge of the sofa.
“That’s more like it,” I said, smiling widely. She had on shorts, sneakers, and a V-necked t-shirt that hugged her figure in all the best places.
“Are you planning on telling me what we’re doing?” she asked.
“Nope. I don’t. You don’t have to be in control of everything all the time.” I grabbed a couple of bottled waters before we headed out the door.
“Well, if we’re going to work out, please remember that some of us don’t live at the gym, are older than you, and might be a little sore from…well, you know what from.” She winked at me.
Did this woman do anything that wasn’t sexy?
“Don’t worry. You’ll be fine. Here.” I handed her one of the bottles of water. “The drive’s about an hour and it’s pretty warm out. Hydrate.”