Page 41 of Beautiful Unity

It was all the permission he needed. My legs were placed over his shoulders, and his cock edged itself in. We panted, our eyes locked as he entered me slowly. Whimpering, I gripped his biceps and wiggled my hips. I needed more.

Smirking, he kissed me on the lips a second before he withdrew and snapped his hips back in with force. My eyes rolled back, and I moaned at the contact. Arousal flooded me, and it didn’t take long for me to get close to the edge.

“Fuck, Sunflower. You take me so good. I always convince myself I imagine how amazing we are together. But then I enter you, and I’m reminded how perfect your pussy is. It wraps around me so tightly, hugging my dick and squeezing it nice.”

“Yes,” I moaned. “Give me more.”

Grayson chuckled, leaning back and lifting me. On his knees, he held me in his arms as he lifted me up and down his cock. I wrapped my arms and legs around him, holding on for dear life as he fucked me. Stars erupted behind my eyes, and tingles raced over my body. My nails dug into his back, spurring him on as his pace increased. His hands squeezed my ass, gripping me so hard I was sure to have his fingerprints there tomorrow.

“Grayson,” I gasped right as my orgasm crested. My walls tightened around him, and my muscles tensed as my orgasm crashed into me. I held on to him for dear life as I rode it. His hips stuttered, his movements becoming sloppy before he tipped over and cried out.

“Damn, Sunflower.”

“What?” I asked.

“I wasn’t ready for that to be over. I have plans for us all night.”

“That was just the appetizer. I have faith you can rally.”

He laughed, the movement making us both groan. Grayson laid me on the bed and grabbed the towel he’d used earlier to clean us both. While he recovered, we munched on food from the vending machine and watched trashy TV.

We spent the night wrapped up in each other’s arms, fucking all over the room, and having the best time. As much as I loved the group moments, these were important, too. I wanted my guys to know how much I cherished them on their own.

Lying in his arms, I traced a few freckles on his arm with my fingers. “Thank you, Grayson.”

“No thanks needed, Sunflower. Orgasms are mutually beneficial.”

I laughed. “No, I mean for being so amazing. You were so welcoming to me when I arrived at the house, and after Brooks told you about our history, you didn’t give up. You’ve supported me and our relationship from the beginning. You’re the glue, and it didn’t surprise me that they both voted for you. They wanted you to know how much they loved and appreciated you, too.”

“Wow. I…” He swallowed, his eyes teary. “I don’t know what to say. I don’t really see myself that way. But I like it. I love you, Darcie.”

“I love you, Grayson. You’re more than a pretty face.”

“I know. Thank you for reminding me.”

He kissed me softly and made gentle love to me before we eventually fell asleep.

Diary #13

From: [email protected]

To: [email protected]

Subject: Live for the moment

Dear Lennox,

I talked to my dad. Well, actually, I saw him. He’s sick, but he says he’s getting better.

There are moments where I believe him. I see peeks of the man I knew, and I remember what it was like to watch him work. But then I’ll take in his much smaller frame, the aged skin, and the tremble in his hands, and I’m reminded of the hard hits he’s taken. Of what he sacrificed. Of what he gave up.

I was angry at him. I still am a little. But maybe that’s the guilt at myself for not coming here sooner.

Regardless, I don’t want to waste any time with him. He could die tomorrow. We all could. So, how does one forgive and move on? I’m not sure. But I want to. I don’t want to regret this second chance I’ve been given.

In happier news, it looks like we might get lucky and our paths cross soon—if everything goes well and we’re able to wrap things up quickly. I’m focusing on your show as my end goal, so it gives me something positive to look forward to instead of the doom.

Love and miss you!

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