“No. Put your hands back.”
He’s so demanding, but I kinda love it. A man that knows what he wants and is willing to tell you exactly what to do. I dig it.
“Fuck, Riley. Why is this so good.” He pulls out slowly and stops.
“I don’t know, but I need you to not stop.”
I push my hips towards him the best I can while keeping my hands planted behind me. His hands grab my hips, and his rhythm picks up. He holds me in place while he pumps into me, my breasts jumping with every thrust.
I shift my hips and spread my legs further
“Good girl. That’s exactly how I need you.”
When his thumb finds my clit and pushes, I lose it. My orgasm explodes through my body, my back arches, and I never want it to end. He keeps pumping into me, working me through my orgasm and right as my body feels like it’s ready to give up, his hands wrap around the small of my back and he pulls me to him.
He holds me to him, hard, as he finishes.
“Don’t leave,” he says into the crook of my neck, and my hands find the back of his head.
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“You know that’s not an option for me. This isn’t my home.”
“It could be.”
Chapter Twenty
Riley
I LEAVE WORK UNSURE of myself, which doesn’t happen often. I can feel a connection with Grayson, and it is one I’ve never felt before. But there is still something nagging in the back of my head that keeps telling me it’s not the right time.
I can’t keep giving him the wrong impression, though. Going on day dates with him, meeting his friends and family. It’s all going in the wrong direction for my life and his.
Not that I should have a say in how his life goes, but I can remove one obstacle. Myself.
Thankfully, in the few weekends I have worked, tips have been amazing, and I have more than enough to get me to my next stop.
I’m supposed to work tomorrow, but I’m not sure I can face him.
I’ll use Sunday to pack, get supplies and make new road trip plans, then leave early Monday morning.
I pull my phone out and send Gennie a quick text, letting her know that some personal things have come up and I am truly sorry, but I need the next two nights off. Not exactly a lie.
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Sleep doesn’t come easy. I twist and turn, not able to get comfortable. My mind wonders and I can’t help but think I’m making a mistake. This life is all I have known since high school graduation. I’ve hated staying in one town my whole life; I wasn’t made to stay still. I get antsy after a couple of months in the same place. And I have never let myself fall for someone before. It was never an option.
For this exact reason.
He fell for me, too.
And what was I thinking agreeing to meet his family? Not only his parents, hiswholefamily. If that doesn’t sayWe should be acoupleI don't know what else might. His parents were pretty amazing, though. Nothing like my parents.
Mine were constantly too busy working, going to social events and being in love. I’m pretty sure I was a mistake that they would never admit to, but they never really made me feel like I was wanted.