Page 77 of Paths

Breathing hard, he gives me most of his weight, pressing into me one more time.

Taking my mouth, his kiss lingers before he rolls to his back where I end up on top, my knees to his sides. I snuggle my face into his neck as he strokes the outsides of my thighs from my knees to my ass, and back again.

After our long day—dealing with my mother, the stress of dinner, and now having the most amazing sex of my life—I’m spent.

“This is new.” He doesn’t stop stroking my skin. “But you give it time, baby, I promise I’ll make this good.”

Without moving, I close my eyes, feeling as if I could sleep here, with his light touch, and filled with his cock.

I’m almost startled when his hands stop abruptly, grabbing my ass. I swear I feel him tense underneath me, as well.

I try to move but one hand comes to my head and he holds me to him, murmuring, “Shh.”

I’m so tired, I relax again, and Grady goes back to stroking. This goes on for many minutes when he finally calls for me softly. “Baby?”

“Hmm?” I answer, pressing my face deeper into his neck.

“I meant what I said.”

“About what?” I ask sleepily, without moving.

“You know I want you. I’ll do everything in my power to make this good. As soon as the shit settles with your ex, and the FBI hopefully does their job faster than slower, we can focus on the future. You’ve got that ring on your finger to prove it. You know that, right?”

“Yes. You don’t have to prove anything to me.”

“Good.” I feel him take a breath before he keeps talking. “That didn’t go the way I wanted it to. It was fast. I mean it when I say, I’m okay either way. But, baby, are you on birth control?”

What?

My eyes fly open.

He must feel the change in my body, because his arms come around me like a steel cage, holding me where I am.

“Maya?”

“Oh, fuck.” I try to push up, but he won’t let me.

With a hand on my ass, and one angled up my back, he keeps me where I am. “Hey—”

“I didn’t even think.” I struggle against him. “Who does that? I’m a grown, responsible woman.”

“Maya,” he raises his voice to get my attention and I push up enough to look at him. “After my accident, I was tested for everything under the sun because of where I was and what happened to me. I’m clean. Don’t worry about that.”

“Holy shit.” I freak out even more. “I didn’t even think about that. What’s wrong with me? And I work in health care for fuck’s sake.”

He puts a foot to the bed and rolls. I struggle, but I can’t get out from under him. He pulls out of me when he’s on top again and looks at me with a frown playing on his face. “Don’t ruin this.”

“Ruin it?” I exclaim. “Grady, I had myself tested back when Weston cheated on me. I’m good, and I told you I haven’t been with anyone else. But I’m not on birth control. I left Weston well over a year ago, there was no reason.”

His face softens and he leans down to kiss me. I don’t have much of a choice since he has me pinned where I can’t move. But where I was exhausted and sated just moments ago, now I’m very much awake and tense. And have Grady leaking out of me. And very possibly, could be on my way to being pregnant.

Oh, fuck.

He pulls his head up to look at me again and smiles.

What the hell is he smiling about?

“Don’t worry.” He looks happy as he tries to calm me, but there’s no way I’m not going to worry. “I told you I’m good either way.”

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