Page 37 of Sinful Little Lies

Unzipping his hoodie, Grimm shrugs it off and places it on my desk chair. His shirt clings to his muscles and his hair is wet as if he’s fresh out of the shower. He raises his arm and places his palm on the wall directly next to my head. The other hand slips under my chin and brings my eyes to his. His voice reverberates through every inch of my body.

“I will not be your dirty little secret. Everyone will know you’re mine.” He states and I’m not sure if I’m terrified or exhilarated. Or both?

I wouldn’t want people to notice my moving on so quickly. Little do they know I’ve been fighting for survival for years while being with Leo. Maybe the worst thing to do in my situation would be exactly what I’m choosing to do here with Grimm, but there is such a magnetic pull between the two of us. I need to give this a chance and see where it goes.

And I don’t want to fucking wait.

GRIMM

She licks her lips, uncertain of how to answer. I know her concerns with people knowing about us too soon. And I have every intention to protect her for the rest of my life.

“But-” My finger moves from her chin to cover her lips.

“For now, I’ll be a good boy. You don’t have to worry about me, Verena. I’ll be your secret until the time is right. Then every single person who crosses either of our paths will know that I belong to you and you belong to me.”

She nods softly and a small smirk graces her face for just a second. “Are you okay with that?” I ask, afraid that I completely scared her off. If it wasn’t the ten tons of baggage I broughtalong, maybe it was that right there. Claiming her after we just fucking murdered her abusive, piece of shit ex-boyfriend.

Fuck, I just want her to understand I’d do anything for her. I’d tell any lie, kill any man or woman, and burn down the world before I see her hurt or aching. Her smile makes my heart pound like a fucking kick-drum. No one has made me feel an ounce of what I feel towards V. She’s my agony, my moonlight. I replay every moment I’ve had with her in my head like it's my favorite movie.

“Yes.” She says more confidently. “I’m perfectly fine with that.” I nod and focus my eyes on her chest. I softly hook my finger into her strap and rub it.

“This is pretty.” I whisper, my eyes lingering at her chest gazing between her breasts. “You look beautiful.” My tongue darts out to wet my lips and I can tell it’s causing her pussy to pulse with need, begging for my attention.

My arms find the small of her back and bring her in close to me. Her arms wrap around my neck, our eyes locked on one another. “I know.” She whispers, a smirk gracing her lips.

I lightly scoff, mocking shock and she giggles. “You should know. I’ll spend every day reminding you, you know, in case there’s a moment you slip up and forget.”

Her eyes bat lustfully in response to my promise and her cheeks turn a coral hue. The blush compliments her olive skin so wonderfully, the sight makes my heart pound in my chest.

Looking into her eyes, I don’t just see hernow. I don’t see a quick hook-up to feed my selfish desires. I see every morning and every night for the rest of my life. Every “I love you,” saved just for her and I. I see stolen kisses in the kitchen because our kids find it gross that we show each other so much affection, they feel the need to yell at us to get a room. I see myself walking through the front door of our home and V running into my arms,stuck to me like glue, because a few hours separated was a few hours too long.

One moment turns into another, images flashing through my mind of what the future could be. Verena wearing my ring on her finger, Verena in a wedding dress, Verena’s belly swollen with our baby, Verena holding our newborn, our happy little family.

Having my own family was something I’ve dreamed of for a long time, I just never thought it possible. With The Brotherhood being my career, my mind blocked out all chances of finding real love. I’ve always known that if I’d end up with anyone, it would be her. It took a lot of patience, but here we are. I finally get to worship her the way she deserves and right now is the perfect time to do so.

“Verena, I-” I say, my breathing heavy and erection growing by the second, thinking of her in all stages of life.

“Just do it, Grimm.” She cuts me off. “You’ve got me. I’m yours.” Reaching up, she loops her thumb through her strap and guides it off her shoulder. She repeats the motion with the other strap and pushes her bra to lay around her stomach. Grabbing my hand, she leads me to the bed and completely removes her bra before laying down, pulling me with her.

“Are you sure?” I whisper. “I know it’s soon and if you aren’t ready, I’m okay with that, I promise you.”

She giggles and I furrow my brows in confusion. “I want you, Grimm. It’s not too soon. I’ve been mourning a relationship for almost two years. I am finally at peace. I’m free and I can be with anyone I choose. I choose you.”

I can’t help but let a real smile breakthrough. My lips connect with hers, unable to blend fully because my smile is so big I can’t keep my damn lips closed long enough for it to be considered an actual kiss. But fuck, her smile brings a warmth to my body that has been missing since fucking forever. Her caress starts myheart back up again, like a beat up car fresh out of the body shop with a new battery. Infinite life.

Her hands tangle in my hair as she pulls me in. Our lips collide and I feel a complete primal urge to overtake her. I massage her breasts and pinch her nipples, eliciting small gasps and moans from her, a sweet symphony I could listen to for hours on repeat. My hands move down her body, hooking my thumbs into her bottoms and removing them swiftly.

Verena pulls my shirt up and I take over, peeling the rest of the fabric from my skin as she undoes my belt. Right now is about love but it’s also about feeling wanted. Finding the one that accepts your imperfections and faults. The one that will turn your faults and imperfections into highlights. The one that will help you acknowledge the love you deserve and not just what youthinkyou deserve.

Both of us undressed, I kiss her forehead then trail down the bridge of her nose to her cupid’s bow. I press my lips against hers and continue down her neck, across her clavicle and down the middle of her chest. On my descent, I appreciate her breasts more thoroughly this time. They spill out of my hands as I knead them and I take turns swirling my tongue around her brown peaked nipples. A louder moan slips from her lips and it’s the most delicious sound I’ve ever heard.I want more.

I hear a door close in the distance but it doesn’t fully register that someone is home. We all have roommates and the guys in my house always stay to themselves. The footsteps get closer to the door. It swings open and Aspen screams, bringing her hands up to cover her eyes.

“Verena! Grimm?! What the hell!” She gasps. V and I stay put, but she snatches the closest pillow and hurls it at the door. “Out!” She yells back at Aspen who runs for the hills, slamming the door as she exits.

“Anyways.” She says, pushing my shoulders down towards her perfectly wet pussy. Spreading her legs open, she bares herself to me, welcoming me into my new home.

Home sweet home, am I right?

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