Chasing You

  His fingers slowly pulled my panties off as I gave in to my desire. I could practically feel the wetness growing between my legs.

  Grayson stood and brought the panties up to his face and took in a deep breath. “Fucking hell, it smells like heaven.”

  My tongue ran along my lips as I fought to breathe.

  “Tonight I’m fucking you, Meagan.”

  I swallowed hard. “Why tonight? Why not right now?”

  Grayson slipped my panties into the back pocket of his jeans and grabbed my hand, pulling me to him. Our lips were inches apart from each other. “Because you took too long curling your hair.”

  The drive to Ashley’s house was getting me hornier by the second. Grayson would run his hand along my leg, just barely slipping it under my dress, causing me to breathe heavier and silently will him to finger fuck me.

  His hand would move up my inner thigh and stop just inches from where I needed relief, then slowly come back down.

  Ugh! I can’t take this.

  My head dropped back against the headrest as I let out a frustrated sigh.

  “Something wrong, baby?”

  Lifting my head, I looked into those baby blues. My eyes drifted down to his smile and then to those dimples. Oh. Oh he knew exactly what he was doing to me. Okay . . . two can play at that.

  “Nope. I’m perfectly fine. We did forget the dip though.”

  Grayson lifted an eyebrow and gave me that look that said he knew I was spilling out bullshit.

  “That sucks,” was all he said as he turned back to the road and punched it when the light turned green. I decided my neck was stiff, and I needed to roll it some to loosen it. I also decided I needed to be vocal about how good it felt. Very vocal.

  “Oh God,” I said in the most seductive voice I could, “that feels so good.”

  I could see Grayson tighten his grip on the steering wheel as he kept his eyes forward. Rolling my head the other way, I said, “Yeah, oh right there, that stretch feels so good.”

  Grayson cleared his throat as I forced my smile back. My hands came up as I dropped my head toward my chest and rubbed my neck. “Mmm . . . oh yes . . . the stretch is so . . . deep.”

  Grayson reached over and turned on the AC as I pressed my lips together to keep from laughing. It was thirty-six degrees outside and he had the air conditioning on.

  My hands dropped down as I dragged them slowly over my chest and down my entire body. Reaching for his dick, Grayson adjusted himself as he cleared his throat again.

  I innocently looked over at him. “You okay, baby?”

  Without so much as a peek my way, he nodded his head and said, “I’m perfect. Hungry.”

  Oh hell. He walked right into that one.

  “Oh me too,” I purred. “Mmm . . . I hope there is something hot for me to warm my body up against.”

  “Jesus Christ,” Grayson mumbled.

  “What was that?”

  “Nothing,” Grayson said as he reached his hand over and placed it on my knee, causing my entire body to tremble.

  I looked out the passenger side window quickly and tried to think of anything else besides Grayson’s hands on my body and the fact that I just made myself even hornier than I was before.

  When I saw Ashley’s house coming into view, I silently said a prayer. The second Grayson stopped, I jumped out of the truck and took in a few deep breaths. The chilled air on my body instantly cooled my libido down. Now all I had to do was ignore the devilishly handsome man walking up to me with a shit-eating grin on his face. And ignore the fact that I was sans panties and that they were tucked into his jeans pocket.

  “Interesting drive up here wouldn’t you say?”

  With a sexy smile, I tilted my head. “Seemed like any other drive.”

  Grayson’s mouth dropped open. “Is that so?”

  “Yep,” I said as I popped my p and tried like hell to remember how to breathe.

  Grayson’s eyes were on fire as he wrapped his hand around my waist and pulled me into him. His hard dick was pressing into my stomach as his eyes landed on my lips. “Don’t count on the drive home being like any other drive.”

  My lips parted and for one moment, I forgot how to talk. “Why’s that?”

  Grayson reached his hand up under my jacket and dress while he pushed two fingers inside of me as he pushed me against his truck. I should have been shocked and worried if anyone saw us, but I was too worked up to care. He slowly moved his fingers in and out as I pushed my hips into him, trying to gain friction. “Oh God,” I whispered as I grabbed onto his coat.

  And just like that, he stepped away and I felt empty. My breath hitched as he pushed his fingers into his mouth and moaned. Slowly pulling them from his mouth, he winked at me. “It’s time to eat.”

  My body could barely move as I felt the wetness between my legs. “Wait, Grayson. May I please have my panties back?”

  With a laugh, he tugged me along and right into the house. We stopped dead in our tracks when we came upon Ashley kissing someone in her living room.

  “Mom?” Grayson said as Ashley quickly stepped away and tried to hide her embarrassment. Her cheeks were flushed, and I was positive she was worked up as much as I was.

  “Oh, Grayson! Meagan darling. I didn’t even hear you come in.”

  “Obviously,” Grayson said with disgust laced in his voice.

  Reaching for his hand, I squeezed it. “Ashley, it’s so wonderful seeing you again!” I said as I walked toward her. She quickly pulled me into an embrace and said, “That was not how I wanted that to go.”

  With a reassuring hug, I pulled back and looked at an older handsome man standing awkwardly in the living room.

  “Oh, um, James, this is Grayson, my son.” James reached his hand out for Grayson’s as they shook quickly.

  “It’s so nice to finally get to meet you, Grayson,” James said as Grayson flashed his mother a confused look.

  Ashley took James’ hand and moved him closer to me. “And this is Meagan, Grayson’s girlfriend.”

  Our hands shook as I gave him a big toothy grin. Hopefully I wasn’t over doing it by trying to make up for Grayson’s reaction.

  “Ashley has spoken fondly of you, Meagan.”

  My face blushed as I said, “Please call me Meg.”

  James nodded, “Meg it is.”

  “So, it seems to me you know a lot about us but I’ve got to be honest here, I’ve never heard my mother mention you once, James.”

  Ashley glared at Grayson while I shot daggers at him. I got that he was upset, but to embarrass his mother was just wrong.

  “Grayson, may I speak with you in private please?” I said as I tugged on his jacket.

  James cleared his throat and turned to Ashley, “I’ll go check the chicken on the grill.”

  Grayson chuckled. “You’re grilling in the middle of winter?”

  Another tug on Grayson’s jacket and his mother glaring at him had Grayson taking a step toward the stairs.

  Ashley looked lovingly back at James. “I’ll join you.” Snapping her head back toward her son, Ashley spoke softly. “Grayson, when you remember how I raised you, please join us in the kitchen.”

  We watched James slip a coat over Ashley’s shoulders as they retreated through the kitchen.

  Turning, I shook my head. “Oh my God. Could you be any more of a dick?”

  Grayson grabbed my hand and pulled me up the stairs and down the hall. The door to the guest room flew open and then slammed shut. I was about to lay into Grayson and the way he behaved but his lips pressed hard against mine.

  Something came over both of us. It was the raw passion we had when we first started sleeping together. The need to get inside one another and we couldn’t do it fast enough.

  “Gray, we’re in your mother’s house.” I panted.

  “I need you, Meg. I need my cock inside of your wet pussy now.”

  I loved when Grayson talked dirty to me. My body shook as Grayson unzipped his pan
ts and pulled out his dick. He quickly stroked it as I licked my lips and got ready for what he was going to give me.

  His hand lifted my dress as two fingers pumped fast and hard, building up the orgasm I had been fighting to hold back.

  “Gray,” I whispered as he pulled his fingers out and lifted me, positioning his dick at my entrance. When I sank down and he filled my body, we let out a rumbled growl.

  “I’m going to fuck you, Meg, and don’t make a sound.”

  Walking into the guest bathroom, he shut the door and pressed my body against it as he moved in and out with one purpose and one purpose only. To fuck me fast and hard, and I loved every single second of it. Then I came to my senses.

  “Gray, stop!”

  His dick grew bigger and I knew we were both on the edge of coming. “Gray . . . oh God, we can’t.”

  “Meg, fucking hell, I need to feel your pussy come on my cock.”

  Jesus, I loved it when he talked to me like this. My orgasm hit me hard as I dug my fingers into Grayson’s shoulders. I could feel his body tremble as his face buried into my neck and he came just has hard as I had.

  I wasn’t sure how long we stayed with Grayson still buried inside of me while I was pressed against the bathroom door.

  When he finally pulled his head back and pulled out of me, he looked into my eyes. “I’m sorry I was so rough.”

  With a smile, I placed my hand on the side of his face. “You weren’t rough. I loved every second of it. Well, except for the fact that we’re in your mother’s house, and you just fucked the living hell out of me and I had to keep as quiet as possible.”

  Grayson laughed as he grabbed some toilet paper and cleaned between my legs. My legs shook as my stomach dropped at the loving gesture.

  Once he cleaned himself off, he took my panties out of the back of his jeans and slipped them over my legs. “I can’t even bear the idea of you being with no panties and not being able to touch you.”

  Smoothing my dress out, I took a look at myself in the mirror and smiled. I had a just-fucked glow over my skin and I was positive Ashley would know what we had done. Maybe she’ll just think I jumped all over Grayson for acting the way he did.

  “I wasn’t prepared for him,” Grayson said as he walked out and sat down on the bed. Following him, I sat down next to him. Taking his hand in mine, I kissed the back of it.

  “Is that why we just had our little fuck fest in there? Was that your way of dealing with this?” I asked as I waited for his response.

  “No, that was because you had me so damn worked up that I knew I wouldn’t be able to keep my hands off of you another minute.”

  I lifted my eyebrows. “Really?”

  “Okay, there might have been some small part of me that knew if I fucked you I’d be able to forget about everything that happened a few minutes ago.”

  I reached up and ran my finger along his stubble. “It was a nice distraction, but that’s all it was. Grayson, your mother is a beautiful woman who deserves to find her own happiness, just like we have.”

  Grayson’s body sank as he dropped his head. “I know. Believe me I know and I want her to. I just didn’t want to walk in on it.”

  “They were just kissing.”

  Grayson moaned and dropped back onto the bed. There was a light knock on the door and I prayed like hell I looked the same as I did when we first walked in.

  The door opened and Ashley walked in. “Grayson?”

  Quickly sitting up, Grayson stood and walked over to his mother. “I’m sorry, Mom. I just wasn’t prepared at all for walking in and seeing you sucking face with some strange guy.”

  Ashley blushed as she looked over to me and smiled before turning back to Grayson.

  “Ever since your father walked out on us, Grayson, I’ve been so afraid to open up my heart to anyone else. When I finally felt like I could let someone in, I didn’t want to get my hopes up. I wasn’t sure how to tell you about James once I knew how strongly I felt about him.”

  “How long have you been dating him, Mom?”

  Ashley rubbed her lips together in a nervous manner. “About five months.”

  Oh. Shit.

  “Five months? What the hell, Mom? I don’t even know this guy and walk in and see you all over him. Now you’re telling me this has been going on for five months!” Grayson said as he took a step back.

  Ashley’s faced looked pained. I knew it must have been hard for her to keep this from Grayson and I quickly wondered why she would have kept it from him for so long.

  “I understand you’re upset I kept this from you, Grayson. First off, I wasn’t all over him when you walked in. We were kissing.”

  Grayson rolled his eyes as I took his hand and squeezed it. From his reaction it was safe to say Ashley hadn’t dated much when Grayson was growing up; that could be why she hid James for so long.

  “Don’t roll your eyes at me, Grayson. You will go downstairs and be polite to James because I . . . I . . . oh lord this is harder than I thought.”

  My heart began to pound against my chest. I knew exactly what Ashley was about to say, I could see it in her eyes. I also knew Grayson was about to freak the hell out.

  “What? Oh God don’t tell me you’re having sex with him!”

  A look of horror washed over Ashley’s face as I silently moaned. “Gray, maybe you should take a deep breath and count to five before you talk,” I said as I pulled on his hand.

  “What I do in my private life is none of your business, Grayson Bennett. I’m a grown woman and am free to kiss and have sex with any man I please to.”

  Grayson’s body trembled as he jerked his head back. “I didn’t need that visual.”

  Ashley’s hands came up to her hips as she glared at Grayson. “Well, get used to it because you will be seeing a lot of James from now on. I love him, Grayson.”

  Grayson’s legs gave out as he stumbled back and sat on the bed.

  Oh. Holy. Shit.

  Things were about to get interesting.

  Grayson

  THE ROOM SPUN as I sat down on the bed. The air in there was getting thick as I cleared my throat and tried to breathe. I shook my head and tried to erase what my mother had just said. Not that I didn’t want my mother to find happiness, because I did. I just wasn’t prepared to walk in on that happiness and see it sucking her face and his hands all over her ass.

  I closed my eyes and thought back to a few moments ago when I was lost in Meagan. I’d give anything to be there again.

  My mother is having sex. Oh God. I’m gonna puke.

  “Gray? Baby, look at me.”

  Meagan’s voice pulled me from the depths of hell I was currently in. Her blue eyes searched my face as she took my hands in hers. With one look, she told me to snap the hell out of it. My mother had finally found someone to make her happy, and I was acting like the world was ending.

  My hands cupped Meagan’s face as I pulled her closer to me and kissed her quickly. “I love you,” I whispered on her lips.

  “I love you, too.”

  Dropping my hands, I stood and took my mother in my arms and held her. For as long as I could remember, it had always been my mother and I. I needed to make myself understand that she deserved to find love just like I had. The fear that another man would hurt her was far less than the desire for her to find happiness. “I’m happy for you, Mom. I needed a few moments to process it all.”

  Her arms held me tighter as I felt a few sobs escape as we stood there. “Grayson, I’ve never met anyone like James. He is so good to me and I’m not sure I deserve him.”

  I held my mother out at arms length and gaped at her. “Don’t ever say that again, Mom. If anyone deserves to find love, it’s you. And if James is the one, then I’m excited to get to know him and let me tell you right now, he is the lucky one to be getting you.”

  Relief washed over my mother’s face as she reached for Meagan and pulled her into our embrace. “Everything is perfect!” she said as Meg and I
both laughed.

  My mother stepped away from the embrace and took in a deep breath while smiling so big I couldn’t help but smile back. “Okay, let’s head on down there before James thinks we all took off and left him.”

  I reached for Meagan’s hand as we followed my mother out of the bedroom and downstairs.

  Before we reached the kitchen, Meagan pulled me back. “Be nice, Gray. You know he means a lot to your mom.”

  Flashing her an I don’t know what you’re talking about look, I winked and said, “Don’t worry, baby, I’ll be good . . . ish.”

  Her mouth dropped open as she watched me walk into the kitchen. Mumbling something about she should have kept her panties off, I laughed and glanced at her over my shoulder. Meagan gave me a behave look as we walked into the kitchen.

  My attention was drawn to James as I walked up to him and stuck my hand out. “Let’s try this again. James, it’s a pleasure to meet you. I’m Gray, and I’m going to try really hard not to threaten you in any way with bodily harm if you hurt my mother in any way what so ever.”

  James grinned and shook my hand firmly. “And that is the response I would expect from any son who loves his mother.”

  “And I do love her. Besides Meg, my mother is the only woman I’ve ever loved, so it’s hard for me to give her up.”

  James nodded his head. “I’m not asking you to give her up, Gray, I’m just asking that you let me have a piece of her heart.”

  Ah hell . . . a romantic son-of-a-bitch.

  Meagan and my mother both sighed behind me as I fought to keep from rolling my eyes.

  Turning, I faced my mother and pointed to Meagan. “Right, so Meg forgot the dip.”

  Meagan’s eyes widened in surprise as she looked between my mother and me. “What? I had it in my hands and you distracted me with your—well um yeah, I forgot it.” My mother brushed it off with a wave of her hands, saving Meagan from digging herself in deeper.

  “No worries, Meg. We have so much food. James made potato salad, and beans and I made homemade fries along with steamed veggies. We will have plenty of things to eat. Not to mention the apple, cherry and pecan pies James and I made.”