Page 50 of The Boyfriend Boycott
“We’ve still got time,” Grady reassures me, but I’m not so sure. The clock is ticking, and I only have one more trick up my sleeve. The career fair is in a few days and after that … the council meeting.
I wander into the bathroom and start taking off my jewelry. It feels oddly natural coming home with Grady tonight, and even more so getting unready with him. This is something I’ve never had, someone to debrief the events of the night with.
“Has it been weird for you to sleep here with your mom in the basement?” Grady asks me as I remove the thin gold hoops from my ears and set them down on the counter in his ensuite.
“I mean, I did live with the woman for the better part of my life,” I answer. Although there were only a few years where it was just the two of us. I tried not to be home as much as I could, which resulted in a lot of sleepovers at Ally’s house. Her parents never minded that I was over all the time; I think they knew how fucked up my own life was. They initially said no sleepovers on school nights, but that changed the night that they found out I had snuck into Ally’s room because my mom had passed out drunk and her boyfriend was making me uncomfortable. Nothing ever happened with my mom’s boyfriends, but I think if I hadn’t been spending the majority of my nights sleeping on an air mattress on Ally’s floor, it might have been a different story.
“Yeah, but never with your …” Grady hesitates, choosing his next words. I’m not a mind reader, but I had a feeling he was about to use the word boyfriend. Instead, he goes with, “The guy you’re sleeping with.”
“My mom sent me pictures of boobs she wanted. We don’t exactly have normal mother-daughter boundaries,” I counter.
I push past where he’s standing in the door to the ensuite and start to unzip the back of the dress I’m wearing. Grady instinctively comes to me, taking the zipper and working it slowly down my back.
“I really,reallydon’t want to be talking about your mother’s boob job right now.” Grady dips his head to nuzzle into my neck from behind. His fingertips lightly brush over my shoulder, pushing the strap down and letting my dress fall to the floor.
He kisses my shoulder now, trailing a line with his lips up my neck to the spot beneath my ear. His hands roam around my body where my dress once covered, the fabric now piled around my feet.
“What do you want to do instead?” I purr. I’ve gotten the distinct impression that Grady is used to serving everyone but himself, thinking about everyone’s needs above his own. Including mine.Especiallymine. Tonight is going to be different. I want Grady to have everything he has ever dreamed of.
“I want to bend you over”—Grady’s breath on my ear sends a shiver down the length of my spine—“and watch your perfect pussy take me until you’re coming all over my cock.”
I squeeze my thighs together at the sudden gush between my legs, and I’m swollen almost to the point of pain, needing the release of him inside me.
Grady splays his hand between my shoulder blades, pushing me gently forward onto the bed, onto my knees. His hand wraps around my hip and pulls my ass back towards him, and then he moves to undo his belt. I hear the snap of the leather as he whips it out of the belt loops, and then, before I can even process, he has his hard length out of his jeans, and he’s stroking it between my ass cheeks.
He pushes my head down further, and I grip a pillow as he lowers himself and licks a long line from my clit all the way to my ass, stopping only to make a languid circle around my pert hole. My hips buck in response to the sensation, but his hand is once again on my hip, pulling me back, his tongue circling my opening.
“Is this okay?” he asks, now forming tight circles with his thumb. I look back at him over my shoulder and nod. I want itall.
My vision goes blurry, and all I’m aware of is Grady sliding a slick finger into my asshole.Holy Fuck.
He rises up and pushes into me, stretching my pussy with his thick cock. I have the satisfying sensation of complete fullness, Grady occupying every part of me.Body, mind, and soul.
He fills me, thrusting until the sensation morphs and takes over my entire being, muscles clenching and releasing in waves.I pulse around him, helping him inch closer to his own edge. He removes himself and his cum releases, warm and wet, on my spine.
My body finally relaxes, flopping down onto the bed, my energy fully spent even though Grady did most of the work. He retreats into the bathroom and I let my eyes close. When he comes back, he’s holding a warm washcloth and starts gently cleaning me.
“You don’t have to do that,” I say, lifting my head to look at him, although my limbs feel leaden.
“Of course I do,” he says as he continues to wipe between my legs. “I meant it when I said I wanted to take care of you,” he murmurs, his voice low and gravelly.
My face flops back on the pillow, and I do, I let him take care of me all he wants. All I can manage in response is a muffledmmhmminto the pillow.
It’s not long until Grady climbs back into bed with me, and we lay together, me nestled under his arm. His breath evens out next to me, into a rhythmic soft snore that tells me he’s asleep.
I am not even close to sleep. I’ve been staring up at the ceiling for the last hour. My body is relaxed, but my mind is not.
Grady turns over, facing away from me now, so I lift the covers back gently and climb out of bed. I sneak out of the bedroom as silently as I can, closing the door with a soft click, and I head out to the kitchen.
I flick on the oven light, just enough to see by, not enough to wake the whole house, and I pick up my laptop from the counter. It dings to life when I open it, and the first thing I see is a red circle over my mailbox. When I open it, I find an e-mail waiting for me from my landlord.
Dear tenant,
I hopethis message finds you well. I am writing to formally notify you that the apartment located at 302-1250 Nicola Street will see a rent increase in accordance with local regulations. Below, you will find a new rent amount with a detailed breakdown of other associated fees such as parking, etc.
In addition, the building strata has decided that units are no longer allowed to be sublet, and as you are currently subletting your unit, your tenant will be obligated to vacate the premises within thirty days.
Thank you for your understanding.
