Page 49 of Under Your Care

Greyson growled into my mouth when it was time for the kiss, the intensity making my toes curl. By the time he’d released me from his grip, my throbbing lips were red and swollen and my knees were weak. In retribution, I may have sucked his icing-covered finger while batting my eyelashes up at him during the cake cutting. I was definitely getting spanked for that later based on the glare he gave me.

When the reception hit a lull, I wandered off on my own through the sea of greenery. While lost in my thoughts under the glow of the string lights above, I came upon an alcove with a small waterfall and a stone bench beside it. Taking a seat, I watched the movement and fluidity of the water and smiled to myself.

Ever since I had met Greyson, I’d had the distinct feeling that I was right where I was supposed to be. Like it had been decided long before we met that we were two halves of a whole. It was probably just a fantasy of mine, but fate was such a romantic idea to me. Of course, it also could have been Greyson playing God and tying his red string to my own. Either way, I felt comforted deep in my bones when I thought of being his.

“Lane?”

My head jolted up to see Greyson standing beside the bench, looking down at me with concern.

I smiled, “I’m okay, I just needed some alone time. I don’t mind if you join me though.” His concern was replaced by fondness, his eyes turning soft and warm. I scooted over to make room for him. He sat, our thighs touching.

“Was everything okay? I thought Tiffany did a great job putting everything together.” Tiffany was the wedding planner he’d hired. I thoughtit was silly to hire someone for a six-guest wedding, but Greyson had said, “Daddy knows best,” and sought out the premier wedding planner in the state. While I still thought it was an over-the-top display of wealth, by the end of my first meeting with her, we were giggling and gossiping like schoolgirls. I was crossing my fingers that she’d maybe want to stay in touch after the wedding.

“It was perfect, Grey. Beyond perfect, actually. I mean, a fucking butterfly landed on my shoulder while we were reading our vows! I really hope the photographer got a picture of that or I may strangle her.”

A bout of laughter bubbled out of him, “No strangling innocent photographers.”

“I know, I know.” I lightly bumped against his shoulder, closing my eyes in contentment. “Really, thank you for all of this. I wish I could do something amazing for you.”

He brought up a hand to push my head onto his shoulder. “You know I think everything you do is amazing. Just stay by my side, that’s all I ask.”

I practically purred into his shoulder, “But is there anything special you want? It’s our wedding night afterall.”

He considered it, humming, “It’s not like you’ve ever said no to anything I’ve done to you before, but I can think of at least one thing I’d like to try tonight.”

My blush traveled from my face to my chest. My belly felt warm with desire. When I glanced down, I embarrassingly realized that I’d begun to chub up. Greyson noticed it too, smirking. His fingers grazed the outline of my cock, just barely applying pressure. I groaned when he took his hand away. He tongued the shell of my ear, traveling down to the lobe. He briefly sucked it into his mouth before moving onto the sensitive skin behind my ear. I whimpered as he sucked and nipped.

He whispered, “Are you ready to go home and be my slut? Look at how your clit is twitching, begging for attention.” I moaned, squirming on thebench. “Poor baby. You’ll feel better once I flood your cunt with my cum. Isn’t that right, little one?”

I was too horny to form words, so I just released a series of unintelligible pants and moans.

“Aww, you’ve already gone brainless for Daddy? Such a good girl. I’m going to make you scream and soak the bed once we get home. If your parents weren’t here, I’d drag you over to the party and fuck you senseless with an audience,” he said.

“Home– Now, Daddy– Need–” I stammered.

“I know what you need, baby girl. Now, we’re going to walk over there, say our goodbyes, and drive home so I can play with you,” he quietly ordered. I nodded shakily while relying on his strength to pull me up from the bench. My legs already felt like jelly, and we hadn’t even done anything yet. I was in a trance as he paraded me to each guest. Greyson expertly lied to my parents, telling them that I’d had a bit too much to drink. They accepted it quickly since they already knew I was a lightweight.

When we reached Greyson’s car, he helped me into the passenger’s seat. Once he was in the driver’s seat, he leaned over, buckling me in. Once the seatbelt was secured, he ran his hand down over to my crotch. I bucked up as he grabbed my cock through the satin fabric of my dress.

“I love how responsive you are,” he mused, removing his hand and leaving me hard and aching.

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Greyson crowded me against the front door as soon as it closed behind us. He ground his erection against my own, wringing out a whine from me. He kissed down my neck, sucking a hickey onto the skin of mycollarbone.

I let out a shocked gasp as he lifted me up so that my legs were wrapped around his waist. His hands gripped the back of my thighs, and I just knew I’d have bruises there in the morning. He attacked my mouth with an all-consuming kiss, causing my mind to go fuzzy again. His hands roamed to my ass, finding my underwear and roughly pulling it down to my upper thighs.

He must have had a packet of lube in his pants because soon enough, a slicked up finger was pushing into my hole. I could tell how desperate he was to get inside of me based on the amount of foreplay given. Just seconds after adding a second finger, he pulled them out and slammed his cock into me.

My eyes rolled back from the stretch and painful pleasure. “Fuck, Daddy– I wasn’t ready,” I grunted.

“This round will be quick, baby. Just needed– Fuck– I just needed to be inside you,” Greyson groaned, continuing to fuck into me brutally. “Ah, fuck, babydoll! Need to breed you.”

Grunts and pants were punched out of me through the rough rhythm of his thrusts. He was right though - it wasn’t too long before his hips stuttered and I felt his release deep inside of me. He panted into my neck, taking a minute to recover from his orgasm.

His softened cock stayed in me as he carried me to our bedroom. Luckily, his dick acted as a stopper for his cum so that it didn’t drip across the entire apartment. Once he reached the edge of the bed, he gently lowered me to the mattress and slid himself out of my hole. There was electricity in the air as we stared at each other. I lifted my arms above me on the bed.

“Ready to unwrap me, Daddy?” Greyson’s eyes dilated for a moment before he was sliding my dress off, leaving behind my pearl chains. He raked his gaze over me, a dangerous glint in his eye. The pearls began as a choker around my throat, then draped over my chest, looping around my shoulders. A second chain wrapped around my waist. I wore white lace panties, a delicatepink rose in the center of the waistband.

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