Page 69 of Shattered Mind

“Good girl, play with your clit. Make yourself cum, Liv.”

“Oh fuck,” I cry out at his whispered words, feeling my orgasm quickly returning with a vengeance.

The overwhelming pleasure makes me falter and I lose my rhythm, but Grayson keeps his grip on my hips, lifting me before slamming me back down on his cock. He thrusts his hips up into me simultaneously and all I can do is hold on as he fucks me senseless.

Our damp skin collides with burning force, but all I can focus on is the fire building inside of me as I soar higher than I ever have, right before I let out a scream and fall right over the edge.

My entire body stills as my walls clamp down around him for the second time and Grayson quickly follows, thrusting into me one more time before he freezes as he spills his release inside of me.

“Oh fuck,” he says on a long groan, his body twitching beneath me as I ride out my own orgasm. My breath seizes in my lungs, and everything goes black for the briefest of moments before I collapse back against him.

My limbs are heavy and our chests heave in synchronicity as we catch our breaths.

“Best sleepover ever.”

CHAPTER 37

GRAYSON

“How have things been since the last time we spoke?” Dr Thorpe asks from the screen in front of me.

“Good, I guess,” I reply vaguely.

“Just good?” she frowns. “Come on Grayson, it’s been almost a year since you’ve made an appointment with me. Tell me why you chose now to reach out.”

I take a deep breath and release it on a long exhale as I scrub a hand over my face. “I met a woman, and uh… some things got lost in communication, so I took her to Reuben’s grave.”

Dr Thorpe nods along with me as I speak, her pen moving across the paper on the desk in front of her. “Okay. And when you say things got lost in communication, what do you mean?”

“She saw me in the park with Rebecca and Sapphire and got the wrong idea.”

Her eyes widen slightly with amusement. “Right. So, you made the choice to take her to Reuben’s grave. How did that go?”

I chew on my lip a moment before responding. “Well, I planned on just explaining that they were his family, but I ended up telling her everything.”

“You spoke about the night Rueben died?”

I nod. “Yeah.”

She keeps her face blank as she assesses me. “And how did that feel?”

“Surprisingly freeing. I’ve struggled for so long to even think about that night, let alone talk about it. But, with her, the words just fell from me. It was like once I started talking, I couldn’t stop.”

She nods again with a soft smile. “This is really good, Grayson. Talking about what happened that night is a huge step towards getting that closure.”

I think about that for a moment and wonder if she’s right. Am I getting closure? I’m not sure. All I know is my grief has felt a little less heavy since I opened up to Liv. I still feel it, sure. But I don’t have the urge to hide in the darkness like I did merely a few months ago.

“I want you to do something for me,” she says, and I realise I haven’t said anything since she last spoke.

I give her an uneasy look. “Okay…”

She huffs a small laugh. “Don’t worry, it’s nothing too crazy. When you’re ready, I just want you to go to Reuben’s grave and talk to him.”

I frown. “Talk to him?”

She nods. “Yes. You don’t have to talk about the night he died, or anything you don’t want to talk about. Just go and tell him how life has been lately. Tell him about his daughter. The ranch. Anything.”

I ponder her idea, feeling a little uncomfortable. “It feels a little strange, but I’ll try.”

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