Page 69 of The Afterthought

He makes me feel like I'm the only thing that matters, a goddess. I lean back and start to grind on him, moving my hips in a circular motion. My head falls back, and his hands land on my hips.

I lean forward to hold myself up with my hands on his chest as I ride him harder than I ever have before. Bouncing up and down on his cock has pleasure building and a familiar ache beginning to take over. He pulls me close to his chest and takes over, thrusting up into me hard and fast. I clamp down on him as I cry out his name, "Greyson!" Shock waves of pleasure radiate from my center, spreading to the tips of my fingers and toes.

His fingers tangle in my hair, gripping hard and pulling my head back. I ride out my high as he continues to thrust into me from his place below me. He jerks inside me with a grunt, and I feel the warmth from his come fill me. When he finally slows, he wraps his arms around me, holding me in place with his softening cock still inside me.

"You're it for me, baby. You know that, right?"

"We're really doing this, aren't we? After all these years," I breathe out.

He rolls me to the side and tilts my head up to kiss me. I feel truly at peace in his arms. We stay this way for a little bit before I finally stand up, throw my robe on, and head to the bathroom to clean up. I take a moment for myself, eyeing the marks he left on my neck after being practically ravaged, and remember there's something I need to talk to him about.

I stalk to my room to find him fully dressed and sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Grey, I need to talk to you about something."

"What's going on?" He pulls me down to sit on his lap.

"I was hired to do a job for someone named Mrs. Myers. Does that name mean anything to you?"

"Should it?" he questions. His finger trails small circles along my thigh where the robe has pulled open.

"Her son's name is Gary Myers," I state plainly, waiting to see how he will respond. He better not fucking lie to me.

"I see what you're getting at, little shadow, and if you're asking me about it, then I assume you already know more than you should."

"I know you were involved somehow."

"Yes," he admits.

"Do you know where he is? I don't think she's going to let this go. If she doesn't get answers from me, she will hire someone else."

"I know where he is, or at least what's left of him. It's not much, most likely just whatever stray bones that weren't taken by animals."

"I have an idea that might handle both your problem with Sheriff Wolfe and Gary Myers," I tell him.

"I'm all ears."

I go on to tell him the details of everything I was able to find regarding his involvement with Gary. It's not a lot, and unless someone knows him directly, they would never be able to connect him to the case. I suggest recovering whatever's left of him and planting it at Sheriff Wolfe's house. I can easily get access, with Chloe being Andrea's best friend.

We would just need a distraction. I could throw a nice dinner party for the sheriff, his wife, and Andrea to get them out of the house long enough for Grey to plant the remnants on his property and get out unseen. We could call in an anonymous tip to the station. Easy-peasy.

The sheriff goes away for murder, and the Crimson Rose never has to worry about him messing with their drops or the gang in any way ever again. On top of that, Mrs. Myers gets the answers that she is looking for, and I get paid.

"I think it needs a few tweaks here and there, but it's definitely a workable plan," he tells me just as I hear a pounding on my bedroom door. I didn't even notice the music being turned off.

I rush over to pull it open to find Chloe with wide eyes. "What's going on?" I ask her.

"I have to go to Andrea's house. Her dad." She hesitates. "Her dad is missing."

I turn to look at Grey, but he looks just as shocked as I do. "What do you mean missing?"

"The club across town, Temptations, caught on fire tonight. They think her dad was there. His car was parked nearby." Tears well up in her eyes. "I have to go be there for her, Ava. You know how hard it is to lose a parent."

"Go get whatever you need ready. I'll take you over there."

She leaves the doorway, and I walk back over to Grey. He looks up at me, and I know without question that he is the reason the club burned down. He doesn't have an ounce of remorse on his face.

"Looks like we will have to find another way to handle Mrs. Myers," he tells me, standing up to pull me into a hug.

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