But tell my dad today? My stomach churned and my heart raced at the thought.
His arms tightened with cobra strength. His warm lips kissed my shoulder, up to my ear. “Morning, baby girl.”
Baby girl. I melted when he called me that. “Morning, handsome.”
“How are you feeling this morning? Sore?”
I was more than sore. I ached all over. I had no idea sex could be more exhausting than spending two hours at the gym lifting weights.
Grayson had rocked my world. I came more times than I could count.
“I sort of feel like I’ve been plowed down by a train. I ache in spots I didn’t know existed. But I feel spectacular.” I rubbed my hand over his that was splayed across my belly.
He snorted. “I need to get you into shape for our sex marathons.”
I giggled, nodding my head. “I do have one concern though…”
“What’s that, sweetheart?” He nibbled my earlobe. I tingled down low.
“Birth control.” We hadn’t used any protection last night. After the first time, Grayson had apologized. He’d been so enraptured, like me, he’d forgotten to ask if I was on the pill. I wasn’t. He’d assured me he was clean since he hadn’t had sex in a couple of years. Since I didn’t want latex near my newly devirginized pussy, Grayson never mentioned it again.
“Yeah. I’m sorry.” He breathed me in, then turned me to face him. “Do you need me to go with you, or do you want to use condoms from now on?”
“I can take care of it myself and get on the pill. I’m a big girl.”
He pinched my chin, dropping a kiss on my lips. “I know you are. But we’re doing this together. Are you worried?” He studied my face. “That you know, you might’ve gotten pregnant?”
“Maybe a little.” I shrugged and pressed my hand to his cheek. “What about you? Do you want me to take the morning-after pill?” God, even suggesting it made my stomach flip-flop. We’d been irresponsible. Taking a pill to erase what we failed to do felt wrong.
“No. No pill. If you’re pregnant, we’ll deal with it.” He pressed his forehead to mine. “I’d want our baby.”
I exhaled a relieved breath. “Me too.” I loved him with my whole heart. Having his baby was something I dreamed about for years. Sure, I was only going to be twenty. But so was my mom when she and my dad got married. With Grayson by my side, I could handle anything. And I loved kids.
“I’m nowhere close to having enough of you, baby girl. I never will be, but I don’t think I can relax until we’ve told Travis. We can stay here as long as you like.” He kissed my nose. “But we need to tell him today. He works tomorrow.” He rubbed my back down to my ass and squeezed it.
My pussy throbbed. How ridiculous was that, considering I felt raw down there? I guessed it was the power this gorgeous, hunky man had on me. And he had been magnificent last night.
“How about after lunch?” If my dad took the news badly, I wouldn’t have to see him for the next twenty-four hours. Depending on how many calls the station got, he’d be exhausted. I’d seen it plenty of times over the years. Sometimes Dad crashed for a whole day.
He smiled, a mischievous glint in his amber depths. “You can rest up and heal, and then on my next day off…” His voice trailed as he placed a tender kiss on my nose. “I’m going to want you the minute I step foot out of the station.”
I laughed, taking his iron dick in my hand. “Maybe I should give you a proper good morning.”
His dark eyebrows shot up. “What’d you have in mind, baby girl?”
I inched down his body until I got to my destination. I licked the precum off his slit, then took him in my mouth.
“Fuck. You’re my wildest dream come true.”
I wasn’t sure what he meant. Now wasn’t the time to question him. Not when my mouth was full of his cock.
I hummed, cupping his balls the way he showed me. Last night, or rather this morning, sometime after two in the morning, Grayson gave me an up-close and personal lesson in how to give him a blowjob. I was an eager student. All I wanted was to please him better than anyone else before me.
I only wanted him to think of me, desire me, love me.
“Stop tormenting me and get on with it,” he growled, thrusting his hips and hitting the back of my throat.
My gag reflex hit a little.Asshole. That was something else I learned last night, Grayson could get rough and dirty. Controlling. Demanding. It was hot as fuck too.