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Chapter 17
Royal
I hadn’t intended to have sex with Grayson. Maybe it was the adrenaline from being scared that drove me to kiss him earlier. But I knew better.
It was justhim. My body heated at his closeness, and my desire to have him inside of me was stronger than ever before.
Grayson couldn’t hide from me during sex. The walls he threw up couldn’t reach him when we were tangled around each other, our bodies hot and sweaty and our hands caressing every inch of exposed skin.
That’s when I got to see the tenderness in his eyes, feel the truth in his touch.
He was still the Grayson I’d fallen in love with all those years before—withdrawn and silly at times—but he’d also changed. He was trying to do better. To be better. When I’d known him, he’d still struggled with the abuse from his dad. It was why he pushed me away so much.
He’s not pushing me away right now.
After putting on a condom and slicking his shaft with lube, Grayson kissed up the side of my neck and moved between my legs, his short beard tickling my skin. I brushed my fingers through his dark hair, feeling safe and warm. Happier than I’d been in a long time.
“You ready?” he asked, resting his forehead against mine.
I nodded and held him closer.
The head of his cock stretched me as he slowly pushed forward. The smug bastard really did have an enormous cock. He kissed me as my body fought to welcome him. Just like my heart fought to do the same.
“Mm.” I opened my eyes and gazed up at him as he pushed past the tight ring of muscle. The sting was a bitch, but it was gradually fading. Seeing his concerned expression, I said, “I’m okay.”
When Grayson smiled, my heart beat a little faster.
He moved slowly, thrusting shallowly before pulling almost all the way out and plunging back inside, going deeper each time. My nails grazed his back as I rubbed his shoulder blades, feeling the strength of him beneath my palms.
Grayson was rugged, gorgeous, temperamental, and a major asshole, but he was also tender and an amazing lover.
Every movement was careful. Each kiss meaningful.
Grayson deepened his thrusts, fucking me a bit harder. Just like I liked it.
He’d always known how to fuck me in a way that made every person after him blur in comparison. I was ashamed to say there’d beenmanyguys since him; some I’d dated, but most had been one-night-stands. Yet, none of them had ever been as great as him.
I loved the fullness of him, how he stretched me. But not only that, it washowhe used that beautiful cock to drive me crazy.
“Fuck, Gray,” I whimpered, as said beautiful cock brushed across my prostate. “Rightthere.”
I clawed his back as he pumped into me faster, angling his hips to keep hitting me in that amazing place.
“Like that, baby?” he growled, pressing his forehead to mine and sliding his arms under my pillow.
“Mhm,” I agreed with another whimper. His massive biceps were on either side of my head, and I kissed one. My senses were on high. All I felt was Grayson. He was all I smelled, all I heard. His brown eyes were all I saw as my body started to writhe beneath him. “Don’t stop.”
“I’m not stopping.” He continued screwing me, quickening the pace of his thrusts. His breaths came out harsh, and he hung his head, resting it on the top of my shoulder. “Ah, shit. You feel so good.”
He reached between us to stroke me as his body slammed into mine. His hand on my cock was what I’d needed to move closer to the edge. When my orgasm hit, I cried out so loud my throat felt raw. My nails dug into Gray’s back as white-hot pleasure shot through me. He groaned, and his movements faltered.
I could tell he was trying to hold out a bit longer by the way he gritted his teeth and held me tighter.
“Come, Gray,” I said, running my hand down his spine and getting a nice handful of his ass.
And then he was climaxing, too, grunting through his release in a raw, sexy way.
Afterward, he rolled off me and collapsed, throwing an arm over his face. I moved to my side and draped an arm across his stomach, trying to catch my breath. He peeked out from under his arm, and when we made eye contact, he started to smile. Then, we were laughing.
