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“HI HONEY, I’M HOME!” Grayson quipped the next afternoon as he walked into the apartment. Hailey glanced up from where she’d been sitting on the sofa, smiling at him.
“Hey, hot stuff!” Ethan jokingly called back. He winked at Hailey and stood, readying to leave now that his teammate was back. Grayson had gone out to pick up a few things at the store for her, and Ethan had offered to wait with Hailey. Even though Black was now in jail, and the traitor from base had been arrested, Grayson hadn’t wanted to leave Hailey alone. And she had to admit that she felt more comfortable having someone else here.
“Thanks for coming over,” Grayson said to his teammate.
“No problem. Hailey was telling me a little about her friend Kim. I hope to hell they locate her soon.” Hailey saw the glance the two men exchanged, and she sensed there was something they weren’t telling her. “See you bright and early Monday,” Ethan said, heading toward the door.
Hailey said goodbye to him and then watched as Grayson carried a couple of bags into the kitchen.
“Need any help?” she asked.
“Nah. I just grabbed a few things. And more tea of course,” he said with a wink, setting it on the counter. He quickly shoved a few things in the fridge and then came over to her.
“I missed you,” she said, smiling at him.
“I missed you, too, sweetheart. And I was gone less than an hour.”
“I still can’t believe you found me yesterday,” she said softly.
Grayson sank down onto the sofa beside Hailey, then shocked her by pulling her into his lap. She was straddling him, her legs spread on either side of his thighs, and he palmed her face with his large hands. “I’ll always find you. It doesn’t matter where you are or what you’re doing. You’re the most important thing in my life now.”
“Grayson,” she murmured. Her hands slid to his shirt, and she gripped the soft cotton, feeling the muscles of his abdomen beneath the fabric. His gaze was intense as he looked at her, and he leaned closer and kissed her gently, one hand sliding to the back of her neck, the other moving to her waist. She whimpered and kissed him again, loving the feel of his lips and stubble against her. His erection nudged against her core, and she felt arousal dampening her panties. Moving her arms to wrap around his neck, she kissed him harder, sliding impossibly closer to him.
They both groaned at how perfectly they fit against one another. Hailey had on leggings and a tank top, and the thin cotton leggings did nearly nothing to separate his thick length from her core. Only a few thin layers of fabric separated them, and she could barely stop herself from lightly bucking against him.
“You’re so beautiful,” he said, his voice gravel.
“Make love to me,” she whispered.
Their gazes locked, and Grayson’s thumb slid against the back of her neck, sending shivers down her spine. “Are you sure? I’ll wait however long you need, sweetheart.”
“I’m sure. I thought I lost you yesterday—that I’d never get a chance to see you again. I don’t want to wait any longer. I need you.”
He paused a beat and then kissed her, hard. Grayson stood up, his hands moving to her ass to support her as he carried her down the hallway to his bedroom. She’d been sleeping there alone all week, but she wanted him in there now, too.
Clinging to him, she let him lay her down on the covers, his large body hovering over hers. Grayson nipped at her neck, moving slowly down lower. His hands edged beneath her tank top, and then he was pushing it off and tossing it aside.
She giggled as he looked in confusion at her bra. She’d taken to wearing a front-close one because of her ribs—it had been easier than wrestling into another one. Figuring it out pretty quickly, he undid the clasp, and then she was bared to him.
“You’re perfect,” he breathed, reverently. Grayson ducked down, the stubble of his beard brushing against her tender breast, but then his lips were on her, sucking her taut bud right into his mouth. His tongue flickered over her, and she arched up against him, digging her fingernails into his short hair to hold him to her breast.
Her clit throbbed with every swipe of his tongue, and she moaned as he teased her more. Moving to her other breast, he laved it with his tongue, giving her nipple the same treatment. She was wet and writhing on the bed for him, pulling him closer as she gasped and cried out.
“Please tell me you’re ready,” he said, kissing his way down to her stomach.
Normally she felt shy and nervous when she was with a man for the first time, but with Grayson, she felt nothing but cherished and beautiful. “I’m ready,” she assured him.
“Thank God, because my dick is so hard, I’m about ready to explode.”
His fingers slid under the waistband of her leggings, and he pulled both those and her panties down, his gaze taking in every inch of her. Grayson quickly shucked off his own shirt, pants, and boxers, and her jaw nearly dropped at how big he was.
“I’ll be gentle,” he said, reaching for a condom in his nightstand.
She took it from him, eagerly ripping the top off and starting to sheathe his thick length. “Let me,” he said, stopping her. “If you touch me, I won’t be able to stop. Just the first time,” he said, clenching his teeth as he slid on the condom. “I need you too badly.”
His cock twitched as he readied himself between her legs, the head of it just brushing against her folds. She whimpered, spreading her legs wider. Grayson was on his knees before her—all hard muscle and mass, with six-pack abs that would put most other men to shame. It was the look in his eyes that slayed her though—the heat and intensity was impossible to look away from.
He lined himself up with her opening, grabbing a pillow to put under her hips to better position her. She was vulnerable and exposed to him like this, but Grayson’s gaze was raking over her reverently. “You’re mine, sweetheart.”
He moved over her then, his cock just pressing inside. He kissed her intensely, moving into her tight channel inch by inch, and she wrapped her legs around his waist, holding him to her. He edged in slightly more, and she gasped as she adjusted to his size. She’d only been with a couple other men in the past, but Grayson was bigger than them both. Sensing that she needed a moment, he kissed her softly, slowly pulling out and then edging back in.
When he finally pushed all the way inside of her, they both moaned. “God, you feel amazing, Hailey. So damn tight.”
“You’re big,” she breathed, her inner walls stretching almost painfully around him.
“I won’t hurt you,” he said, moving a hand between them and slowly rubbing his thumb over her clit. She gasped as pleasure washed over her, and then Grayson began moving, slowly, all the while strumming her clit.
She was there quicker than she ever thought possible, gasping for breath as Grayson slowly brought her higher and higher. He kept his thrusts slow and deep, but his fingers on her clit were magic. He worked her faster and faster, and then suddenly she was clenching down tightly around his thick cock, screaming out his name as her orgasm slammed into her.
“That’s it, baby,” he murmured, beginning to move faster. “Let yourself go for me.”
Hailey clung to him as he bucked into her, trying to keep up by moving her hips but finally just surrendering to him. Grayson took her harder and then suddenly cried out, stilling as he came deep inside her welcoming body.
“I need to taste you,” he said, and then Grayson shocked the hell out of her by pulling out and flipping her over. He eased her up onto her hands and knees, and licked her pussy from behind, causing her to cry out at the sensation.
His stubble lightly scraped against her sensitive folds, and she swore she almost came right then and there. He licked her again, groaning. “Fuck, you’re so sweet,” he murmured. “I’ll never get enough of your taste.”
He gently pushed on her back, so that her cheek rested against the bed, her ass in the air, and then he tasted and licked her sensitive folds with a ferocity that astounded her. His tongue delved into her core, and she shook, already feeling another orgasm rising within her.
Normally she’d be embarrassed with a man eating her out like this, but with Grayson, she was too lost in the sensations to do anything but feel.
His mouth and stubble moved over her swollen sex, and the contrast of his rough beard abrading her and softness of his lips and tongue was startling. He latched onto her clit from behind, holding her hips, and her thighs shook as pleasure mounted within.
His tongue flickered expertly over her bud, tickling her with pleasure, and she bucked back against his mouth, screaming as her orgasm suddenly slammed right into her. Grayson kissed her nether lips softly, slowly bringing her back down, and then finally collected her in his arms.
“Oh my God,” she murmured, burying her head in his chest as he held her.
They were both sweaty and sated, but she was too lost in her pleasure to even move. She’d never come so hard before, and knowing Grayson had made her orgasm twice in mere minutes was mindboggling. He was skilled in the bedroom, certainly, but it was more than that. She felt safe with him. And he was attuned to her needs in a way no man ever had been before.
“Sleep, Hailey,” he said quietly. “Let’s rest and then I’ll make love to you again later.”
“Oh my God,” she said again, and he chuckled. She looked up, meeting his gaze, and he pulled her up toward him and kissed her. She could taste herself on his mouth, but it was the look in his eyes that she noticed the most.
“I love you,” he said quietly. “I thank God every day that I found you.”
“I love you, too,” she whispered.
He kissed her again, softly. Then he settled her back against his chest, and she fell asleep in Grayson’s strong arms, knowing there was nowhere else in the world she’d rather be.
