Page 129 of Finding the Forward: Part One
“Sure.” Taking his hand, I gave him a mini tour and then took him out the back door of the lab to the greenhouses. It was cold, snow on the ground. I unlocked my greenhouse and pulled him inside, watching his face carefully.
“I feel... happier? Mmmm, so happy.” He pinned my body against the closed door and kissed me deeply, his hardness jutting into me as his hand slid under my silky blouse. “Can anyone see us?”
“No.” To protect our research, the glass allowed light, but no one could see in. There were also no rules about sex in private greenhouses, only the public ones.
“Good.” His other hand unbuttoned my pants.
“Care for a greenhouse quickie, Tiger?” Our kisses became heated as I undid his belt and unzipped his pants. I’d been wanting to have him here for ages.
“Oh, I do, Kitten. I do.” He pushed my pants and panties down around my ankles, still kissing me fervently.
A thrill shot through me, like we were teenagers who could get caught anytime.
I released his dick from his boxers. “Take me, Tiger.”
“Oh, I will.” Mouth crushing mine, he took me hard and fast. I moaned as he hit the right spots over and over, my ass smacking against the door. Oh yeah, this was exactly what I needed.
If the greenhouse is a rockin’, don’t come a knockin’.
“Come for me, Kitten,” he panted, grinding against me.
Orgasm shuddered through my body and I locked him. Grif trembled as he came inside me. He wrapped his arms around me, laying his head on mine.
“Oh, how I missed you.” Leaning into him, I wished that I didn’t have plans tonight.
“I’ve missed you, too. I’d love to take you out to dinner. Mercy’s at an away game, right? Want to sleep over?” His kisses trailed down to my collarbone.
“They’re only playing Pyros, so they’re coming back tonight. I’d love to spend the evening with you, but I have plans. That’s why I didn’t go with them.” Disappointment filled me as I pulled up my panties and pants, leaning on my crutch.
“Oh.” His scent went salty with sadness as he buttoned his pants and buckled his belt.
“I’m taking the mid-afternoon ultra-bullet to Boston to see Dare’s orchestra concert. I have no idea what they’re playing, but I figured someone should support him. You could come with me and show me what practice room you used to fuck Dean in? Explain the shrine?” I offered, wanting to make him happy.
Dare had sent me a picture of the shrine, but I didn’t quite understand it. I hadn’t known Grif was a music majororplayed piano.
The company would be nice. The ultra-bullet made the ridequick,like maybe twenty minutes, which made the premium price worth it.
His face lit back up. “I’dloveto go with you. If we have time, there’s a place I’d like to take you to eat. Is it okay if we keep it to the two of us?”
See the concertandget some alone time with Grif? Perfect.
I pulled him to me by his tie and smashed my lips to him. Still holding him close, I gazed into his eyes. “Tiger, I’d love that.”
Chapter Forty-One
Grif
Verity twirled her pasta on a fork. “This restaurant is adorable. You and Dean would come here when you were at BosTec?”
“Yes. This is where we’d go when we wanted to be fancy. Otherwise, it was the pizza place, the bar with the cheap food, the noodle shop, or the taco stand,” I told her, taking a sip of my drink. “Or we’d just go to his mom’s. Sometimes we’d bug Sissy at the diner she worked at, though it was across town.”
Dimillos had a nice ambience, with candles on the tables and Italian farm decor. It wasn’t much more expensive than the pizza place and walkable from campus.
We hadn’t gone unnoticed. Some students were having a brisk conversation about whether or not they should interrupt us since we were clearly on a date.
More pictures for the internet, I was sure. Sissy kept sending them to me. Someone asked Dean about Verity in his last post-game interview and he made a nearly pornographic joke about eating cake pops.
Dean would be jealous when he discovered that we were in Boston. While I should’ve invited them along, I felt selfish today.
