Page 68 of Greedy Grizzly
Fractured, stressed, overwhelmed Grizz.
My Grizzly.
I went upstairs to his room, and knocked softly on the door. “It’s me,” I said in a low voice so nobody else would hear me. After a brief pause, I heard movement. He was probably debating whether or not to let me in.
As the door crept open, relief rushed through me. If he hadn’t invited me in, we might have had our first argument. Everyone in the clubhouse would have heard because I wouldn’t have let Grizzly shut me out. He needed me, he just might not have admitted it to himself yet.
“I don’t know what to do.” He dropped onto the edge of his bed and braced his elbows on his thighs, hanging his head.
My chest ached, seeing him so distraught. But he didn’t need to be alone in his agony. His plight was my plight. We could conquer anything and everything together.
“What do you want to do?” I sat next to him and cupped the back of his neck. He was so tense. I worked his tight muscles, massaging down to his shoulders. The guy was the most tightly wound person on the planet.
“I want to blink and it will all be over.”
“What will all be over?” Surely not his life. If Grizzly was suicidal and not wanting to live anymore because of me, I’d be devastated. I never imagined being with me and Libby would affect him so deeply, but I should have. Why else would he have kept his feelings and desires to himself all this time? How could I have been so damn ignorant?
He seemed to grow tenser as I touched him. Then just as quickly, he relaxed into my hands, fully surrendering to me.
“For the world to know about us. All three of us.” He turned his face toward mine. His gaze lowered to my lips and he licked his as if wetting them before he kissed me.
“What do you need, baby?” I asked him, sensing what he needed was me and the affection I could give him.
Last night, after Libby went into the bathroom, Grizz and I were finally alone together. We weren’t ready to be finished with each other. We still wanted more, so I’d gone down on him. He’d squirmed and appeared unsure, but as Libby had said, once he let his guard down, he was all in.
“I just want to live my life without any judgement.”
“You know life doesn’t work that way.” I wouldn’t sugar coat anything for him. Being gay wasn’t an easy path for some… For many. And what we wanted would get even more judgment.
“Why not? Why is it anyone’s business who I sleep with?” Frustration flashed on his handsome face.
“It’s not, Grizz.” I pressed my hands against his cheeks and stared deep into his brown depths. “What we do is nobody’s business, but that’s not how things work and you know it. What you can do is own your decisions and preferences. Stand up for who and what you want. I’ll be right by your side.”
Again, his gaze lingered on my lips. “I want to kiss you.”
“Then kiss me.”
He considered me a long second. I almost thought he’d shy away, but he didn’t.
Grizzly captured my lips and slowly pushed me onto my back, covering me with his body. Immediately, I grew hard, wanting so much more than kissing.
It was a universal thing I’d discovered being bisexual, that we in the LGBTQ+ community were highly sexual beings. Intimacy had been at the forefront of every person’s mind that I’d met around the world. We enjoyed sex immensely. Craved it. Worshiped it. Sometimes obsessed over it.
I didn’t know if it was right or wrong and I honestly didn’t care. People didn’t have to like me, but most did, women and men alike.
Grizzly ground his hardening length against mine as we devoured each other. Little whimpers echoed in his throat. His whole body shook as if he were trying to hold back his response to me.
“Let go, Grizz. Don’t hold back, my handsome, sexy man.”
My words seemed to comfort him. The shaking stopped and he locked our fingers together and raised my hands above my head. He straddled my hips and bucked against me, working us both up. I’d surely come if we continued for much longer.
Except, I didn’t want to do this in my clothes.
First off, it would be very messy.
And secondly, why should we stay clothed? I needed to feel his skin against mine. His cum on me and his sweat mixing with mine.
Ultimately, I wanted nothing between us,ever.
