Page 16 of The Naughty List

Soon he’s slamming home again and again, and I feel myself start to build toward my climax. “Don’t stop, Grant. It feels so good.”

My voice is strangled and tight, and I can’t take my eyes off his face, so beautiful and strong. With Grant, I am safe. He offers me a sense of security and contentment that I crave. And just imagining him in my life, filling this role sends me over the edge.

“God, Audrey,” he grunts, his lips parted in a look of wicked joy.

Being with Grant is so dirty, so beautiful. I find my clit, rubbing along with his thrusts, watching his face, the pleasure written all over it. I can’t stop writhing underneath him until I finally crest that hill and reach my climax.

“I’m coming!” I gasp as my body tenses, my toes curling, and my spine curling so impossibly tight that I swear my heart stops beating altogether.

He lets out a heavy grunt as he slams in one last time. Then he pulls out and spills the stringy, white cum on my belly. The welcome warmth and sensation of it filling me with satisfaction. I’m still panting when he finishes.

Then his mouth is on mine again.

“God, I fucking love you,” he mumbles against my mouth. Neither of us react to his words, and maybe it’s insane of him to feel that way already, but it doesn't feel insane. It feels right.

“I love you too,” I whisper.

His forehead meets mine, and we both take a moment to breathe the same air while our heartbeats return to normal.

“This is crazy, but I don’t care,” he says without pulling away.

“I don’t care either. It doesn’t matter what other people think if we’re happy.”

“Audrey, this is the happiest I’ve ever been.”

A smile stretches across my face as I kiss him again.

“Me too.”

Grant

I’ve never been a spontaneous guy. I don’t rush into things or make major life decisions based on my emotions, but every fiber of my being loves this girl, and there is absolutely no denying it. In just two days, she has implanted herself into my head, and already, I couldn’t imagine my life without her. Now that I know her, now that I love her, there is no going back.

My brother will lose his shit. Her mother will too. Fuck, the whole family is going to have a fit. But Audrey is an adult. We’re just two consenting adults who are in no way actually related, so who the fuck cares what other people think?

Her mother should be happy she’s found a man with a real job and a future to provide for her, and not some douchebag she would meet in college.

But I already know she won’t see it that way.

Climbing off of Audrey, I grab some tissues off the nightstand and gently clean up the mess on her body. Seeing her covered like that was probably the hottest thing I’ve ever seen, right after the scene in her bedroom today, her kneeling between my legs with my dick between her red lips.

She puts on her underwear and bra, and I slide on my boxers, crawling up to the head of the bed and holding an arm out for her. Cuddling up to my side, I hold her close, kissing the side of her head.

“You can take some time to think about my offer, you know.”

“I don't need time,” she says, her hand stroking my chest. It feels so perfect to hold her close.

“It’s a big decision, Audrey. I can drive you up to school, and you can finish the school year before we move on to anything major.”

When I look down at her, she has a gentle pout on her lips. Cupping her chin, I tilt her head toward me. “What’s wrong?”

“You’re changing your mind. It’s fine, I understand.”

In a rush, I pull her over me, letting her legs straddle me. “I’m not changing my mind, baby. Fuck, I’ve never been so sure of anythign in my life. I just don't want you to feel pressured or rush into anything.”

Her forehead rests against mine. “Then, trust me that I know I want this too. Grant, you’re the only person who doesn’t treat me like a kid. So trust me that I want this.”

Pulling her lips to mine, I kiss her with every ounce of energy left in my body. I do trust that she wants this, and I trust that Audrey is mature enough to know what she wants. It’s going to be a bitch telling everyone, but once we do, we will have nothing but time and each other.