Chapter 9

9

ALICE

T aking me up on my suggestion, Grady drove straight to his house and practically dragged me inside and up to his bedroom. His lips were on mine as we crossed the room toward the bed, and I loved every minute of it. Even more so now that I understood the importance of being on the back of his bike.

As soon as my legs hit the mattress, I fell back, pulling Grady down with me. I never thought when I first met this tough biker that he'd fall for a mousy little preschool teacher like me. Yet here I was, underneath him, feeling every bit of his muscle beneath his jeans and leather vest as he kissed me.

I couldn't help but wonder how much of what was happening between us was real.

"Why do I get the feeling that you're up in your head, gorgeous? What're you thinking about?" Grady asked, his lips sliding down my cheek and to my neck, the stubble of his beard grazing my skin.

"Just you," I murmured.

He sat up slowly, his eyes darkening as he looked down at me.

"No, you're definitely thinking about something. Maybe me, but something else too."

I let out a sigh, looking at the ceiling. "It's just…"

He gripped my chin, forcing me to meet his gaze again. "Eyes, Alice. Eyes."

I didn't want to mess things up by asking for too much from Grady too quickly. We hadn't been together that long, and I had no experience to help me know when to push for more. But I also didn't want to lie to him. "I just wonder, all this stuff about me being yours. Us. All of that."

"What about it?" he practically growled.

"Is it real?" I managed to squeak.

"Of course it's real. You're mine, aren't you? Mine to kiss…" His words trailed as he ran his mouth down the side of my neck.

"Mine to touch," he said, pushing up my shirt and running his fingers down the sides of my waist, leaving goose bumps everywhere he touched.

"Mine to fuck until your belly is rounded with my baby inside you," he murmured, sliding down until he was at my stomach, kissing gently right below my belly button.

I gasped.

I had always wanted kids. And when I thought about having them with Grady? Maybe little boys with my red hair and his green eyes. It was even better than any future I could have dreamed.

Knowing that he wanted the same eased my worries about our future.

I smiled, running my fingers through his hair. "I want you to put your baby inside me."

"Fuck, gorgeous, I love when you talk like that," he growled, kissing down my stomach and unbuttoning my jeans before sliding them off along with my panties and tossing them to the floor.

"Mmm, I've missed this pussy," he said, spreading my legs and leaning closer to my sex.

"It hasn't been that long," I said through a giggle. "Just last night."

"It has for me. Any time I'm away from this beautiful pussy is too long," he said before running his tongue along my slit.

I shivered at his touch, watching as he smiled before languishing in another long, slow lick. Lifting my legs higher for leverage, he pushed his tongue inside me, swirling it as he sucked hard on my clit, and my whole body electrified from the sensation.

"Yes, right there, Grady. Yes, please," I begged, bucking my hips forward to meet his awaiting mouth.

But he pulled away just as my body tensed for climax.

I widened my eyes, meeting his smile as he kissed my thighs. "So greedy for me, gorgeous. Tell me what you want again. Want to hear those pretty lips of yours beg."

"Please, make me come," I whimpered, running my fingers through his hair.

"That's my greedy girl," he said with a laugh, blowing a breath right onto my quivering sex.

I shivered under his touch as he dove back in, feasting on my pussy like it was his last meal. My body tensed under his, my toes curling as I braced myself for a blissful orgasm.

I met his gaze, knowing he loved when I watched as he sucked hard on my clit.

"Yes, I'm going to come, Grady, I'm going to..." My words fell short as I exploded, my whole body pulsing under his expert mouth.

"Fuck," he panted as he kissed up my thighs and then to my lips.

I didn't think I'd like kissing someone after their tongue had been in my most private parts, but something about tasting my own saltiness in his mouth was erotic. But as quickly as we started kissing, I broke it apart, pushing him onto his back as I trailed my lips down his neck, undoing his belt and pulling his jeans and boxers down.

"Ready for this cock, gorgeous?" he asked.

I knelt in front of him, his hard dick staring me in the face, precome already forming at the tip.

"I want to try to make you come with my mouth," I said, slowly licking up the salty white liquid, then running my tongue along the veins of his dick.

"Fuck, gorgeous," he murmured, pushing his hips closer to mine. "You sure you want to give me a blow job?"

"Uh-huh. Do I just wrap my mouth around it?" I asked, looking up at him through my lashes.

He slowly leaned back on the mattress, guiding my head with him as I positioned myself between his legs.

"Yeah, gorgeous, just like you're taking in a melting popsicle on a hot summer day."

"Like this?" I asked, smiling as I licked up and down the sides of his shaft.

"Fuck, yes," he groaned, his eyes fluttering closed.

Wrapping my lips around the head of his dick, I slowly sucked, bobbing my head up and down like I'd seen women do in the movies.

"That's it. You're doing so good. So fucking perfect," he praised, putting one hand on my shoulder.

I added in my hands, moving my fists up and down his length as I continued to suck on the top.

"Fucking hell, gorgeous," he moaned, his dick twitching in my mouth.

He quickly pushed my shoulders back as I popped off him and met his hooded gaze.

"Is everything okay?" I asked, blinking slowly.

He smiled, running his knuckles along my cheek. "Perfect, gorgeous. But I don't want to come in that pretty little mouth. My come is for that sweet pussy of yours."

My core felt empty, so I quickly sat up. "Okay."

He patted his thighs. "You want to ride on my bike again, don't you? Maybe you should practice now and ride this cock."

I gulped, looking down at his wet dick bobbing between us.

He reached forward, running his fingers over my drenched pussy. "Think you're wet enough to ride me, gorgeous?"

"Yeah," I whispered, slowly hovering just above the head of his cock.

He gripped my hips, holding me in place. "Don't worry, we can go slow until it feels right."

I nodded and sank just the head of his cock inside me, my body automatically adjusting to his girth. We fit together so perfectly.

When I moved all the way down, I felt fuller than I'd ever been, savoring the way his dick pulsed against my pussy walls before I even started moving. Then I gently rocked my hips against his, every part of me now on fire, his dick hitting right at my most sensitive spots.

"Oh wow," I murmured, rocking harder.

"That's it, gorgeous. Ride this cock like the greedy girl you are," he said, gripping my waist harder.

I had the control this time, moving my body against his in the same rhythm he rocked under me. I'd had plenty of orgasms with Grady, but this time it built up low, into a slow burn, my entire body sparking.

"I'm going to come, Grady, I'm going to come," I cried.

He pushed his thumb to my clit, rubbing it in the same rhythm he pounded my pussy.

I exploded, my entire body shivering as I screamed out, riding the high of my blissful climax.

"That's it, gorgeous. Now come again for me. Open up so I can breed you," he commanded, rubbing my clit again as he pushed his dick harder inside me, picking up speed.

My entire body came alive as I cried out, sparks flying as I came even harder, the ragged sounds of our sex filling the room. With the angle he was in, I felt his balls press against me, and I rotated my hips, squeezing hard and making sure to take in every last drop of his seed.

"That's it, milk my cock," he commanded, gripping one hand on my hip as he pumped into me.

Once my body was satiated, I rolled to my side, collapsing onto the pillows. My eyelids were too heavy to open, and my heart continued to race like I'd run a marathon.

Grady climbed out of bed, and I heard the water running in the bathroom before I felt the warm washcloth between my legs as he gently cleaned me. The way he took care of me after we had sex was one of the things I appreciated most about being with him. It made me feel cherished.

"That was amazing," I managed to breathe as he finally scooted into bed next to me, wrapping his warm arm around me.

His hands went to my belly, still flat, but would hopefully soon be round with his baby.

"You're amazing," he whispered, placing a small kiss on my ear.

"I think you're the amazing one." I twisted in his hold.

"Which is lucky for me, or else you wouldn't have agreed to bring your stuff over here."

My brows drew together as I gaped at him. "Except I don't remember doing that."

"I'm pretty damn sure you said it in the heat of the moment." He winked at me. "Guess your orgasms were so mind-blowing that you already forgot."

Since I was already head over heels for Grady and wanted to spend every minute of the day with him if I could, I decided to play along. "Then we probably should head over to my house to bring some of my things over."

"Fuck yeah." He claimed my mouth in a deep kiss that almost turned into more before he ripped his lips from mine and hauled me into the bathroom. "Get ready, we can celebrate once you're moved in."

That was all the motivation I needed to move quickly, and less than ten minutes later, we were headed to my bungalow in Grady's Jeep. One of the prospects was going to meet us there with a truck.

I probably should've had second thoughts during the drive, but I was excited instead. My relationship with Grady was moving quickly, but I had no regrets. My parents had gotten married only two months after they met, and they were still in love with each other all these years later. So I knew love at first sight was real and could last forever. I just hoped that was what was happening with us.

When we pulled into the driveway and I saw my car, my happiness turned to shock. Someone had spray painted WHORE on the hood in bright red paint.