Page 84 of Love Triggered

I can feel a familiar tingle in my pussy, letting me know I’m going to come soon. The thought of Greyson making me come at the dinner table is exhilarating. Just as I think it, he brings his thumb to my clit, kneading it back and forth, and I can’t help but wiggle in my seat. Fuck, that feels way too good. The heightened thrill of getting caught, combined with how desperate I am for him, sends ripples of desire through me.

My breath hitches and I drop my eyes to my plate. I can’t look anyone in the eye right now. Just as soon as my orgasm rips through me, I clench my thighs shut, holding Greyson’s hand hostage, allowing him to feel my pussy pulsing around his fingers. He continues to slowly move his fingers inside of me while I ride out the pleasure.

The moment I come down from the high, the voices around me are coming in clear now.

“You okay, Lainey?” Thiago says, smirking at me like he knows exactly what’s going on.

“Uh, yeah. Some spice in the chicken caught me off guard, but I’m alright now.” I shift my head and narrow my eyes at Greyson, who slowly slips his hand out of my shorts. I know I started it, but damn, he wasn’t playing around, giving me exactly what I wanted.

"Angel, make sure you’re careful. Don’t want to take in more than you can handle in one bite,” he says, giving me a wicked grin.

“I’ll remember that next time,” I practically growl at him.

“Alright, whatever weird foreplay you two have going on, I’m out. I don’t need to see you two dry humping each other at the dinner table,” Rian says with a scoff, shoving his chair back and heading into the kitchen. He’s acting like I haven’t walked in on him and Lya multiple times having sex all around the house.

“Uh yeah, I’m going to go watch a movie. Zep, Lya, you guys want to join?” Thiago gives them a pointed glare, letting me know he’s really trying to give Greyson and I some space before tomorrow. He may be loyal to Lya, but he’s also trying to help me, which I appreciate.

“No way. I think I’ll stay right here.” Lya leans back in her chair, folding her arms over her chest. Damn cockblock.

“Meu amor, stop hovering. Let’s go,now.” Thiago’s voice is unusually stern, causing us all to look at him strangely. He just gives a shrug.

Lya huffs, her jaw tense. “Fine, but I pick the movie.” She pushes up from her seat and moves to the living room with Zep and Thiago.

I turn to look at Greyson, who has his fingers pressed against his mouth. His eyes hold my gaze as he slowly licks my juices off. The action causes me to groan, snapping any control I had left.

In one quick motion, I push my chair back and straddle his lap. As he brings his hands to my waist, my body moves on its own, circling my hips against his thick, hard cock that’s aching to be released. I reach down between us, caressing his length through his sweatpants, wishing I was feeling the warmth of his soft skin instead.

“Greyson, I need you.” Leaning forward, I nibble his ear as my breath skates across his neck. I drop my lips to his throat, planting kisses up it before making my way to his jaw where I pepper more kisses. He groans loudly from my delicate touch. It’s thrilling, the way my touch brings this strong, damaged man to his knees.

“Angel, we can’t have sex right here. The way I want to fuck you isn’t going to be calm, and I’d prefer not to break their table.” His grip tightens on me. I can tell he wants to let loose—I just have to convince him.

“Then take me somewhere else. If I don’t have you inside of me in the next five minutes, I might lose it.”When did I become this girl?

My need for him is obvious, and his eyes sparkle with desire at my words. He loves it when I’m practically begging for him to fuck me. “So greedy for my cock. I can feel how wet you are for me even through these clothes.” He groans, tugging on my hair, causing my head to drop back. He places a soft kiss into the hollow of my neck, followed by a quick bite to my throat, making me push further into him as goosebumps erupt across my skin.

Fuck, I’m going to combust before he even gets his dick out of his pants. That one orgasm was nice, but I need more. I want to feel his body connecting with every inch of mine.

“Greyson…” I whisper.

“Hang on, angel.” He cups my ass with a punishing grip and lifts us from the chair. I wrap my legs around his waist as my arms circle his neck.

To get to my room, he’d have to carry me past the living room, giving away what we’re about to do. Instead, he shifts direction, heading toward the pantry. It’s small, but it’ll have to do.

“We have to be quiet, but I’m going to fuck you hard and fast. Then I’m going to worship your body like you deserve. Alright, angel? Can you handle that?” Greyson’s voice is deep and raspy, showing me just how turned on he is. All I can do is nod with a grin on my face.

He lowers me until my feet hit the ground. Then he quickly spins me so my breasts are pressed against the shelf and my ass is rubbing against his thick erection.

“I can’t wait to pound into you from behind and watch this gorgeous ass bounce with each thrust,” he says, ripping my shorts and thong down in one quick motion. “Fuck, baby. You get even more perfect every single day. God, you’re beautiful.”

He squeezes both of my ass cheeks, then brings his hand back to give one a slap. A soft, surprised yelp escapes my throat at the unexpected sting.

“Shhh, angel. Don’t let them hear. I want your moans all to myself.” He bends over my back, licking along the side of my neck and giving my earlobe a tug between his teeth.

Nodding, I try to keep my lips as tight as possible.

“Ready, baby?”

Hearing his pants drop to the ground, I know I’m about to get my world rocked. “Yes, Grey. Please fuck me.”

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