I hear him pull down his jeans and boxers, the shudder of breath from the cold escaping him. It’s a freezing temperature today, but it won’t stop us. I want to experience the snow in away I’ve never done before, explore the world with Grey and all the millions of opportunities that have grown for us—a new chance at a beginning.
Shoving a hand into my lower back, he bends me slightly so I’m spread open for him in the perfect angle. My hands are red from the cold breeze as they grip the tree’s bark.
“Grey,” I grit out, wanting him inside me.
“Where’s my please?”
I huff out a breath, rolling my eyes, which only causes him to spank my ass until I yelp.
“Where is it, little doll?”
“Please, Grey. Please fuck me.” I wiggle my ass against his crotch, feeling his hard cock prodding where he just spanked me.
He grabs a handful of my hair, pushing my head back to lean against his shoulder until I’m in an awkward position. “That’s my good fucking girl,” he whispers in my ear.
Then he thrusts inside me, bringing me to the edge with the fullness of him inside me. He draws out teasingly slow, before slamming inside me in a punishing thrust that leaves me gasping for air. His hand still holds my hair, making my scalp cry out from the burning sensation, but I don’t complain—the pain is a welcome distraction.
He fucks me brutally, my front pressing into the tree with relentless abandon. I know I could stop him if I wanted to, but I don’t. His other hand holds tightly onto my hip in such a hard grip, I know it will bruise in the morning.
“So fucking beautiful. Moan for me,” he pounds into me, and I moan at the ecstatic feeling, making me clench around him.
He keeps bringing my scalp and hip pain, and I meet every thrust of his, ignoring the chilly wind creeping over us until I’m trembling in its hold. He suddenly yanks me around, pushing my back into the tree so that I’m face to face with him. I noticethe flush of his cheeks and nose, indicating the cold has gotten to him, too. My hands wrap around his back as he lifts me up until I’m straddling his waist, feeling how cold he is despite still wearing that long-sleeved shirt.
As he thrusts into me again, the new position has his cock hitting deeper than before. I instantly shatter apart in his arms, my body trembling both from the onslaught of the moment and the temperature. My nails drag down his back, holding on to his skin—I know I will mark him, just like he marked me.
He bounces me up and down on his cock, his legs doing the work of both carrying me and thrusting inside me. I hold on to him for dear life, head thrown back as I scream out his name. It feels as if I’ve died, then been resurrected by the angels of heavens when he hits that sweet spot inside me.
“Fall apart for me, Naya.” He says my name like a prayer.
Then he takes me to the edge where I plummet down a cliff as my orgasm tears through me like a volcano. I let out a strangled moan the moment Grey’s thrusts become harder. My back hits the tree as he grunts into my neck, kissing my hickeys there as he moans through his own climax.
In the aftermath of my shattering release, he helps me to my feet, fixing my dress so I look appropriate again. The moment he leans in to kiss me, we hear the sound of an engine approaching—the guests are here.
“Guess we can’t do that again, then,” I tease him, looking into his eyes as they darken.
“Don’t threaten me with a good time. I could fuck you out here again, and you’d just have to pray none of the others could see.”
I smirk, wanting to accept his challenge, when Everlee’s voice cuts through the air.
“Naya, Grey! They’re here,” she announces.
My cheeks flush at the realization of how close we were to being caught, and I instantly straighten my dress, fixing myposture before stepping into view from Everlee, who stands on the terrace. She smiles when she sees me, not noticing anything amiss.
Grey comes out from his hiding with a huge grin on his face, which makes me scowl at him when I’m turned away from Everlee.
“We’re coming,” Grey replies to Everlee, who heads inside.
“I can’t believe she didn’t notice anything…” I murmur as I walk ahead of Grey.
Nerves instantly hit me, dropping inside my stomach until the aftermath of my orgasm feels like a forgotten dream.
I don’t know who these two people are who Everlee and Draven invited over, and it makes me uneasy, a weight settling in my stomach. Grey trails behind me as I remove the slippers, entering the living room through the balcony door and approaching the hallway.
I only see the silhouettes of the two of them, before my world instantly stops, my heart clenching painfully inside my stomach.
I recognize that woman now hugging Everlee—her strawberry blonde hair and innocent appearance. I’ve seen her multiple times before.
Grey doesn’t notice my train of thoughts as he comes to greet the guests, but I’m rooted in place behind everyone, staring at the woman and the man beside her.
