CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
KATE
“So we’re going to check in at a hotel in Florida when your apartment is in Florida?”
Gray shot me a look that said I was being sarcastic, which I was. Cheekily, I grinned at him and listened while he explained that the race track was an hour away from where we currently lived, and it would be just a waste of energy if he used that time travelling.
“Besides,” he said, a smirk forming on his lips, “I’d rather use that time making you moan out loud.”
Cheeky little…this time, it was me shooting him a look, which didn’t seem to faze him at all. I settled in on the drive and leaned my head on the passenger seat’s headrest, feeling the breeze whipping my hair and blowing on my face. It was the first time we drove to our destination with the car top down, and I had to admit that though I was wary at first, it actually felt quite nice.
I listened in a relaxed manner as Gray explained the actual reason we were booking a hotel near the race track, other than the fact that his apartment was an hour away—apparently, it was because his fans came in droves during this event and would often follow him wherever he went. While that was fun and he appreciated the support, he wanted to keep his privacy and didn’t want people like Darla invading the apartment building lobby, which in turn would invade the peace of all the other residents there. Not all fans were like that, but there were a notable few who just wouldn’t stop until they got close enough to touch him, hug him and throw their bodies at him.
I shook my head. Then I opened my eyes as he said we would have to stay at least a day or two in the hotel even after the race, a precaution that he’d been doing for years now. It was disturbing to be this famous, really, and I couldn’t believe I didn’t realize Gray was indeed famous—as famous as a rock star or any other top-notch athlete, really. He didn’t brag about it, didn’t talk about fame much, and really…I only saw him as Gray, the man I lived with for two months now and the one who made me feel sex on a whole other level.
He was the lover I never expected to have, and the one I didn’t want to lose—not just yet.
Wanting to lighten the mood, I smiled at him.
“Well, since we’ll have plenty of time to kill in the hotel after the race,” I said, “I have a pretty good idea what we can do to have fun.” My voice turned suggestive, making Gray smirk again.
“What?”
I deliberately let silence fill in. Then I said, “We could play Scrabble.”
It wasn’t what Gray was expecting, and the deep laugh that came from him stirred my body and tingled pleasantly in my ears.
“Naughty minx,” he muttered.
I grinned, then turned to look at the back. Chuck was seated in the backseat, leashed properly, and obviously enjoying the breeze as much as me with his tongue wagging out. His tail was moving enthusiastically, and I winked at the precious little dog as he turned to look at me and yip excitedly.
“That’s right, baby,” I cooed. “We’re going to have some fun, too.”
Gray rolled his eyes. “You spoil him too much.”
“Says the dog owner feeds him whole burgers with cheese.”
I laughed when Gray had no comeback to that.
*****
It was late at night when we arrived at the hotel—just enough time to order some dinner in. I was delighted at the sight of room service and the beautiful steak they sent to us, as well as the box of chocolates that was imported from Sweden. It was followed by strawberries and wine, the latter of which Gray refrained from obviously as tomorrow was the big race.
So I took the drink for him and fed him strawberries and Chuck some steak scraps. Chuck settled in to doze right after.
And I jumped Gray.
He hadn’t expected that, but he didn’t refuse, either. In fact, Gray’s touch towards my body was just as intense as mine was to his, and we spent that evening discovering new things that would make us moan and groan. It was amazing how there were still so many things to discover, and how eager I was when it came to him.
“Get on your hands and knees, Kate.”
The request should have appalled me. Instead, I found my fascination hitting the roof and eagerly did as instructed. We were in the hotel bed, with Chuck already sleeping soundly on the hotel suite’s rug. We were both naked, having spent the last few minutes hurriedly undressing each other and sucking on whatever skin we could.
Gray was already hard, and the sight of his glorious cock made my mouth water. I waited for his erection to slide inside me, but surprise came when that didn’t happen.
Instead, something wet slid in, licking my opening. I moaned. Then I moaned some more when he spread me open and proceeded to lap me up from behind like I was some sweet treat.
As he licked me like nobody’s business, I also made sounds of pleasure like nobody’s business. Only Gray could make me feel like this—could make me this open and eager for something that I considered off limits before. He changed my perspective entirely, and I never realized sex could be so explosive until I had it with him.
Gray alternated licking, sucking and finger-thrusting until I thought I was going to lose my mind from the pleasure. A ball of heat started in me, one so strong that I knew my upcoming release was going to be mind-blowing. I thought that was going to be it—until Gray’s tongue and fingers disappeared, and I felt something harder and bigger slide in. I closed my eyes and fisted my hands on the sheets as he did it so slowly, almost as if he was savoring every second. His hands gripped my hips as he thrust in until he was fully inside. His shaft pulsed, making my muscles clench around him.
Gray leaned down, kissing my shoulder. I turned my head to the side, seeking his mouth and finally finding it. We kissed each other—wet, open-mouthed kisses that were scorching hot and only served to push the heat higher. He sucked on my lower lip, holding on to my chin to angle the kiss deeper. His other hand pulled me closer to him until my back was fully pressed to his front.
Then he started thrusting.
Like always, Gray was good with the build-up—starting slow at first before going deeper in on me. Whatever his licking had started, spread again, and the tingles surged through my body. He used his fingers on my breast as he thrust, tweaking the nipple and rolling it until I was aching. That ache traveled down to where his cock was, and soon he was speeding up.
His thumb found my clit, and a gentle push was all it took for me to come off. My body shook with the force, and he kept on pounding inside me until he, too, was consumed by the pleasure. He groaned one last time as he emptied himself inside me, and we could only cling to each other as we both soared.
*****
The next morning, Gray had to leave early for the race track, and I promised him I would be there in an hour. We wanted to have a quickie, but time constraints didn’t allow for it, and I simply teased him that as soon as he won that race, he was going to have the best sex of his life. We kissed as he held me to that promise, and I was grinning like mad even when he was already gone and I was in the shower. My body was tired but energized, and all I wanted was to see Gray again and watch him take his moment of glory.
Dimly, I heard the sound of the doorbell ringing as soon as I stepped out of the shower. I thought it was my imagination as it didn’t ring again, and I got dressed as fast as I could and dried my hair with my towel. Chuck jumped around in front of me, almost as if he already knew what was to come. I grinned down at him.
“Aren’t you excited to be watching Gray’s race?”
He yipped. I laughed. The doorbell rang, and I realized now that it wasn’t my imagination. I didn’t order room service, so it had to be Gray. He must have forgotten something.
I practically bounced towards the door. Then I quickly opened it, a smile on my face as I prepared to tease him.
The smile froze. Then it died down, and I felt my blood rushing to my ears and my brain as I stared at the man standing there.
“Hello, Kate.”
My hand gripped the doorknob tight as I tried to steady myself. My knees shook with such force, but I locked them and tried to stand still. Every instinct in my body told me to flee, but the way he was blocking the doorway, I knew I wouldn’t be able to get out even if I tried to.
“What are you doing here?” I asked before I could stop myself.
Kyle smirked—one that I used to find sexy in our early years together. But now, I only saw it as chilling. Threatening.
It was the smirk he used before he tried to beat me up.
“You should know that I work in an electronics shop right now,” he said, his voice soft. Low. “And while I don’t watch television, there’s a pretty big screen where I work that shows most of the current news.”
My stomach dropped.
“Imagine my surprise when I saw you appear…with some race car guy. Is he fucking you, Kate? Is he sliding his cock inside your pussy?”
It felt dirty, the way he said it. His body tensed when I didn’t respond.
“Never thought you’d be such a whore.”
He took a step forward.
I slammed the door in his face.
It worked enough to surprise him, and I could hear his grunt as I took a step backward. Then I was running for the bedside table, panicking and trying to think of something to defend myself with.
My movements were halted when hands grabbed my ankles and pulled me down. I landed on the rug with a crash, felt my chin hit the floor. There was a growl behind me, followed by Kyle cursing.
Chuck.
Then Chuck whimpered, and I knew he was hurt. Rage flew at me, and I crawled away before trying to stand up.
He grabbed at my legs and pulled me down again.
“Not this time, bitch.”
My head hit the floor, and pain exploded.