Grey

  Yeah, just a delay in the start of my day and I miss you already. I wanted to see you again.

  Ryan

  I’m meeting the girls at Mud House. If you don’t mind the questions you’re going to get, you're welcome to join us. I miss you too.

  Oh, this is going to be fun. Hadley has been trying to get us together for years. She’s going to have a fucking field day once she finds out.

  I walk into Mud House to find Hadley and Kat standing at the counter ordering. Looking around, I spot Ryan at a table with her laptop open, unaware of her surroundings. I see Hadley look over at me and smile from my peripheral. She waves me over, but I promptly ignore the signal and march over to Ryan, who is still oblivious to my presence. I push the screen of her laptop down and pull her into my arms. She gasps as my mouth finds hers. My tongue parts her lips and our kiss becomes heated, the taste of her peppermint mocha coffee fresh in her mouth. The lust from last night hasn’t gone anywhere; hell, if anything, I want this woman more than I did before. Ryan melts into me, her body conforming to mine as she wraps her arms around my neck, holding me in place. It may be minutes or hours before we finally pull apart to find Hadley and Kat standing in front of us.

  “Holy shit!” Hadley squeals. “It’s about fucking time!” She pulls us both into a tight embrace, Kat’s mouth still agape as we all take our seats around the table.

  “Thanks, Hadley. That’s not embarrassing at all.” Ryan flinches as she nestles in tighter to my hold.

  “Y’all totally fucked at the tattoo shop last night didn’t you?” Kat finally finds her voice.

  “Oh, my god, you did!” Hadley shrieks. Ryan doesn’t respond, waiting for me to take the lead. Before I can respond, I hear a text notification and pull my phone from my pocket.

  Jack

  Leaving here in fifteen minutes.

  Grey

  That was fast. So, he knows what he’s doing then?

  “You can tell them whatever you want. Jack just finished what he was doing so I have to get to the house. I just wanted to see you again.” I smile as I press a soft kiss against her lips. “I’ll pick you up for dinner at seven tonight.” I wink at her before waving to the other two and walking back out to my car.

  Chapter Fifteen

  “What the hell happened? You swore up and down he’d never, and now he marches in here determined to make certain anyone present knows you’re his.” Pickle’s question pulls me from the spell the kisses had me under.

  “Yea, it was hot as hell.” Hadley giggles

  I smile to myself before responding. “He’s been like that since last night, told me that as soon as we took it all the way, I was his.” I smirk, my face heating at the memory.

  “Oh, hell, I love when Connor does that.” Hadley giggles as she stands from her seat and pulls me into a hug. “I know I said this before but it’s so about time!”

  “As long as he treats you well, babe.” Is the only thing Pickle says. She’s been uncharacteristically quiet lately.

  “How is everything with you and Clay?” Hadley asks, noticing the tension.

  “Oh, we’re great,” Pickle smiles brightly before she changes the subject. We continue chatting for a few hours before Pickle and Hadley have a session at the gym to get to.

  I stay at Mud House for a while longer, working on edits from last night and interacting on social media. The comments have been sparse lately, but I'm hoping different kinds of content will bring in new followers. Once the edits of Hadley and Grey’s tattoo session are complete, I post the pictures to my Instagram showcasing the process tagging them both.

  The caption reads:

  @RySnaps My best friend, taking the next steps in her healing journey. So much love and care put into these incredible pieces of art. #survivor

  Grey comments first.

  @GreysInk It was an honor helping my Hellion heal. You got some amazing shots, Kitten.

  @HadleysLife I’m so happy with your work, buttface! Connor wants you to work on one for him too!

  @HadleysLife Get a room you two.

  @GreysInk We will in a few hours, don’t worry, Hellion.

  Oh, my god. I close the app, unsure how to even respond to the two of them. I look up to see Kayleigh smiling at me with a knowing look in her eyes as she serves customers at the counter. I pack up my laptop and wave goodbye before I head out to my Jeep.

  Hadley and Pickle are on a video chat with me as I change into yet another outfit for tonight. Grey gave me no hints as to where we're going so I have no clue what to wear. I pull out a deep blue mini dress with a plunging neckline that dips nearly to my navel. The hem just covers my ass but the look on their faces tells me this is the one.

  “Babe, that is the hottest thing I've ever seen on a woman.” Pickle's eyes are bright as she praises my choice.

  “Yea, you are so getting lucky tonight if you wear that.” Hadley chuckles.

  “Hopefully it will work for wherever he's taking me. I don't know if Jack knows yet. He hasn't called me or anything so I don't know if we're going anywhere in town.” I know Grey said he'd tell Jack but since I haven't received any contact from my overprotective brother, I don't know if he has.

  It's six forty-five when I hear a knock on my front door. I say goodbye to the girls before ending the call. I unlock the door and pull it open, giddy for whatever Grey has planned. My smile falters when I see Jack in the doorway looking more anxious than a drug dealer with a brick of coke in their car.

  “What's wrong?” I gasp as I move aside to let him in.

  “Grey knows,” he blurts out as he paces back and forth. “He says he's ok with it but I don't know how to act around him now.”

  “Wait, he knows what?” I ask as I take a seat on the couch, crossing my legs..

  “About Bennet,” Jack groans as he collapses next to me on the couch.

  “Wait, I thought everyone knew about Benny?” I raise a brow at my brother.

  “Everyone here does. You know I don't use social media.” He groans, “Grey and I haven't talked about relationships since before he left because of how much we all hated Raven!”

  I stare at him, “Grey is the last person to judge you. He loves you, and as long as you're happy he's going to love Benny just like I do.” I wrap an arm around Jack's shoulders.

  “I know you're right. How the hell do I formally introduce them though? He walked in on us!” he shouts as he looks at me. His eyebrows scrunch together as he takes in my outfit. “Wait, what are you wearing? Where the hell are you going in that?”

  Grey of course chooses that moment to just walk through my front door. “Hey, Kitten.” His face falls when he sees Jack. “Everything ok bud?”

  Jack’s gaze swings quickly between me and Grey, and I can see the wheels turning in his head as he pieces together the scene before him. “You tell me, Greyson. What the fuck are you doing here when my sister is dressed in that?” He throws his thumb over his shoulder pointing at me. I stand to get between the two of them.

  “We're going out for dinner,” I say confidently.

  Grey walks to me and wraps an arm around my waist protectively, pulling me to his side and whispering into my hair, “Give us a minute, gorgeous.” I step aside as Grey speaks to my brother. “I had planned on telling you this morning, but it slipped my mind when I got back to your place.” He raises a brow at him.

  “Oh, the fuck it did. I don't care if you walked in on me nailing Bennett over the kitchen table!” He snarls at Grey, “You had all fucking day to talk to me about it, too, you asshole! She’s my sister!”

  “I know, I should have found the time today. I'm sorry.” He takes a step further from me and my heart drops. “I'm not going to apologize for wanting to be with Ryan though. I've had feelings for her for years, which is partially why I left, Jack. I was worried about ruining our friendship because of how you are with her.” His declaration has tears welling in my eyes.

  Jack moves so quickly I don't realize what's happening until he has Grey tackled onto the floor, pummeling his face with his fists. I scream out for them to stop but it’s like neither of them can hear me. Grey somehow ends up flipping the two of them so he's above Jack, pinning his hands down at his sides.

  “Take a breath, man. I may have deserved one punch but I'm not going to allow you to hit me again.” He snarls, “Are you good?” Jack nods and Grey stands over him, helping him up.

  Grey walks over to me, his face bloody from the blows. “Are you ok, Kitten?” I nod as he glides his fingers down my cheek before I move around Grey to check on Jack who knocks me out of the way to get to Grey. I land roughly on the couch, stunned by my brother’s actions. It takes a moment to register Grey is on top of Jack again, but this time he's hitting him over and over again.

  “Grey! Stop!” I shriek out a sob. “Please! I'm ok!” Grey's darkened eyes meet mine before he leaps off of Jack, coming to check on me again.

  “If you ever touch her like that again, I will fucking kill you, family or not. You will not hurt her,” he growls as he pulls me into his arms, shielding me from Jack.

  “Are you ok, sis?” Jack asks in a gruff voice, wiping the blood from his already swelling nose.

  “I'm fine. Go home. I'll talk to you tomorrow.” I don’t look at him, too upset by his outburst to meet his eye.

  Jack walks out, closing my front door behind him.

  “We're going to talk about you not locking your door, Kitten.” Grey pulls away from me just enough to raise my chin to meet his gaze. “But first, I've been wanting to do this since I left the coffee shop.” He lowers his head, pressing his lips to mine. His hands snake up my back until both are gripping fistfuls of my hair holding my head in place as he keeps control of the kiss. His tongue swipes against my lips, and my mouth instinctively parts, opening for him. His tongue clashes against mine, tangling with each other. I raise my hands to his neck and jump up, wrapping my legs around his waist. His moans fill my mouth when my hot center grinds against his hard length. We part, both panting for breath. After that kiss, there’s no way we’re going anywhere for dinner.

  “As much as I want you, I need to get you cleaned up.” I smile, pressing another chaste kiss against his lips before sliding down his body. He grabs my ass, groaning into my hair when I'm back on the floor. I grab his hand and pull him into the bathroom with me. I notice his quick glance at my shower, but my suction cup dildo is away this time, thankfully.

  “Sit.” I instruct, pointing to the toilet.

  I grab a washcloth from the linen closet and run warm water to dampen it enough to clean the blood from his face.

  “I'll accept you being in control right now, but as soon as my face is healed, I'm going to show you exactly why you like me having control.” He smirks.

  His eyes are already pretty swollen, and I know tomorrow it's going to be even worse. Yet he's still the most beautiful man I've ever seen.

  “Yes, Daddy,” I giggle before my tone becomes serious again. “But this may hurt. Are you ready?”

  “Do your worst,” Grey looks up at me, his expression unreadable.

  Chapter Sixteen

  We finally make it to Ryan's room and she's lying back, propped up on her elbows and staring up at me. My adrenaline has been racing since the fight, and as much as I need to taste her again, my eyes are busted up too badly to have her riding my face the way I want. The thought of the pressure of her thighs squeezing my head as she comes makes my dick twitch, but my face can’t handle it right now. Not that it stops me from burying it between her legs, inhaling the sweet scent. I raise the tiny excuse of a dress up over her hips to reveal she's bare. I look up at her and I raise my brow, or at least I try to. It’s unclear what my face actually does because of the swelling.

  “You were going to go out like this?”

  “Well, panties don't really work with this dress.” She shrugs her shoulders, a wicked grin plastered across her face.

  “Oh Kitten, I think the only thing that works with this dress is if I'm fucking you in it or it's on the floor.” I hover over her, pressing a soft kiss against her lips before hooking my arms around her legs and pulling her to the edge of the bed. She's spread open for me, watching and waiting. I pull my henley over my head, tossing it onto the chair by her bed, followed quickly by my jeans and boxer briefs.

  I close the little bit of distance between us and tap the crown of my cock against her clit. She cries out at the pressure.

  “Grey, please. I've been thinking about you all day.”

  “I know, Kitten. I haven't stopped thinking about you either.”

  I grip my dick, my hand wrapped firmly around the base, letting out a groan. I feel it throbbing in my hand as she wriggles beneath me.

  “Patience,” I scold.

  I glide the tip along her lips, feeling the proof of her arousal drenching me already, and I haven't even gotten started. I lean down, hovering over her again, pressing my lips to hers before wrapping an arm around her waist and flipping us over so that she's on top of me. Her legs straddle my hips as she squeaks in surprise at the shift in position.

  “Take what you need, beautiful.” I smirk up at her.

  She presses a soft kiss against my lips again before sitting up and guiding my cock into her entrance. We both groan as my length disappears inside her.

  “Fuck me, your pussy is perfect.”

  Ryan's giggle is mixed with a moan when I thrust upwards, fully seating myself inside her. She starts to slowly bounce on my stiffness, her hips undulating each time she reaches the base. I grip her hips, raising the little dress higher up her hips, exposing more of her impeccable body. I sit up while she's bouncing on my cock and pull the dress up over her head tossing it to the side revealing her beautiful, perky tits.

  “Jesus christ, Ry. You’re amazing,” I groan into her neck, pressing a light kiss against the sensitive spot that drove her wild last night.

  She cries out and speeds up her movements. I slide my hands up her body, feeling her smooth, warm skin under my hands leaving goosebumps in their wake. I reach her breasts, cupping one in my hand gently, massaging the sensitive tissue. I lower my head to her chest pulling her nipple into my mouth, grazing my teeth against the hard peak. Ryan's moans fill the room as I bite down a little harder.

  My girl likes pain.

  I smile to myself and smack her ass hard before removing my mouth from her.

  “Oh god, you feel so good,” she moans, her head thrown back as she continues fucking herself with my dick.

  “God's a little formal, Kitten.” I grin up at her before gripping her hips and holding her still so I can thrust deep inside her. “You take my cock so well.”

  “Oh. Fuck. Me,” she sobs as she throws her head back. Her breasts bounce in my face with each thrust. I roll us back over to find a better position angling myself just right to hit the most sensitive spot inside her. “Grey, Grey, Grey!” she chants my name as I continue fucking her.

  “Your pussy feels so good, I can feel you tightening around me baby girl.”

  Thrust.

  “You.”

  Thrust.

  “Were.”

  Thrust.

  “Made for me.”

  My balls tighten as I feel her detonate around my cock, her walls convulsing as she comes apart. My orgasm follows quickly as I empty inside her, filling her with my seed.

  I collapse on top of her, pressing soft kisses to her neck and chest before finding her lips again.

  A loud knock jolts me awake. I open my eyes to find Ryan still asleep on my chest. I smile before pressing a soft kiss against her hair and slipping out from under her. I pull on my underwear and walk out to the front door. Opening it, I find Jack standing there with all my belongings, including Ellie, in tow.

  “What the fuck, Jack? You’re really going to be this much of an ass about me and your sister?” I growl as I take Ellie’s carrier from him, stepping out of the way so he can come in. I pull Ellie out of the crate and take a seat on the couch, “Are you ok, sweet girl?” I ask as I cuddle her close.

  “You are ridiculous with that cat. You realize that, right?” Jack asks as he puts my stuff down in the living room. His hands are on his hips as he looks around the apartment. “Where is she?”

  “Sleeping.” I respond quietly.

  “It’s fucked up that you pulled this now when you know you’re only here for what, a week? Maybe two?” He continues, “She’s going to get hurt and I’m going to have to kill you.” He growls.

  “I have no intentions of hurting her.” I sigh as I run my hand down Ellie’s back. She’s already curled on my lap, purring. “We haven’t talked out the fine details yet, but this isn’t a fling, Jack. Not to me.”

  He rolls his eyes. “I’ll believe that when I see it. I’m not fucking around, motherfucker. I will end you.” He turns on his heel and walks out the door.

  I hear the bedroom door open before Ryan steps out in my Henley and no pants. Oh christ, my dick is awake now. Thank fuck she waited until Jack was gone.

  “Good morning.” She smiles as she walks towards us, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. She comes to a stop with a sharp gasp. “Who is this beauty?” She drops to her knees in front of me as she pets and cuddles Ellie.

  Oh yea, I’m fucked.

  “Morning beautiful, you on your knees like this is a great way to start the day.” I wink at her.

  “Sorry, there’s a furry animal here, you lost your priority status.” She giggles as she climbs up and sits next to me, snuggling into my side. “So I take it Jack came by?”

  “Yea. He’s not ready to talk shit out yet.” I sigh into her hair. “I’ll take my stuff to my dad’s and stay there for now,” I murmur as I absentmindedly pet Ellie.

  “Or,” she pauses. “You could stay here. It’ll be much more entertaining for me, and bonus, I won’t be going through as many batteries.” She looks up at me through her dark lashes, a wicked grin on her beautiful face.

 

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