Page 99 of Paths
And I am. As sweet and protective as Grady is, I knew he had an intense side he wasn’t showing me. So even if it was surprising that he didn’t simply work in security—it wasn’t. If anything, I feel closer to him and want nothing more than to make him happy. Because during my short time with Grady, life has never felt so perfect. Where I’m at right now fits, and I’ll do anything I can to brighten his life like he’s done mine.
He leans in to put his mouth on mine with a desperation I’ve never felt in him before. Dipping his hands into the back of my panties, he squeezes my ass. I bring my hands up to his hair to hold him close and moan into his mouth.
His hand comes between my legs where my panties are soaked, and he pushes my legs farther apart as they dangle off the counter when he mumbles, “I should show you the rest of the house.”
“Yeah,” I agree, but I’m sure my expression doesn’t. When he hooks a finger inside my panties, my pussy doesn’t agree, either. He slides through me easily, creating tingles throughout my body.
“The house can wait,” he growls. With both hands, he starts to pull my panties and demands, “Lift.”
“Should we do this here?” I ask, wondering if it’s a good idea to have sex in a house being shown to potential buyers. Still, I put my hands to the counter and lift so he can easily pull my panties down.
“It’s fine,” he assures me and does his best to quickly wrangle them down my legs and over my boots.
Yanking the buttons on his jeans, he pushes my legs farther apart before flipping the hem of my dress up around my waist. “Lean back.”
Holy shit—this is going to happen in a stranger’s kitchen. But with the heated look in his eyes, I lean back on my hands immediately. When I’m reclined for him and he’s got me spread before him, he slides his hands up my legs again, but slower this time.
“You’re really mine.” He looks into my eyes.
Sliding a finger inside me without breaking eye contact, he keeps talking.
“This is mine,” he puts his other hand to the counter and leans to me, “forever.”
He comes closer to kiss me as he starts to finger fuck me. When his thumb circles my clit, I scoot to the edge and arch my back. I’ve never felt the way Grady makes me feel.
When he releases my mouth, I look into his eyes and whisper for the first time, “I love you.”
He stops finger fucking me and almost freezes. His heated, bright blue eyes burn into mine before he kisses me again, and this time it’s possessive, deep, and long. Finally ripping his mouth from mine, I lose his hand and he yanks his jeans down just enough to free his cock.
Wrapping a hand around the small of my back, he pulls me forward. He drags the smooth tip of his cock through my wetness, and his voice is low and guttural. “I’m taking you bare.”
I don’t argue.
“Okay.”
With that, he doesn’t inch his way in, he doesn’t take his time, and he doesn’t savor it.
He consumes me.
Then he proceeds to fuck me. Hard.
And I lean back and let him. Every other time with Grady has been amazing, but this is life-changing.
“Look at me,” he demands.
I open my eyes and look into his. I have to wrap my legs around his waist to hang on—he’s slamming into me. Each thrust is better than the one prior, hitting that spot inside, forcing me to pant, and making it hard to hold myself up. When his other hand returns to my clit, I moan out loud, not able to handle it another moment.
It comes over me, my arms tremble and Grady’s hold around my waist tightens, pulling me to him with each beautiful thrust. I feel myself start to shake, moan, and call out to him.
“Fuck,” he growls. “Your pussy milking me, I can’t take much more.”
My orgasm starts to fade when he slams into me two more times, and I get to watch his beautiful face when he comes. Every muscle and vein in his corded neck is tense and flexed—the most gorgeous sight I’ve ever seen. And every bit of him is mine.
When I put my arms around him, he holds me to him tight, his cock still buried deep.
“This is just the beginning, baby,” he murmurs in my ear, pressing into me again. “From this moment on, our paths that brought us here end—they’re done. We’re starting a new one—one we’ll navigate together.”
Pressing my face into his neck and kissing him there, I nod against his skin and breathe him in. “Yes.”
