Page 97 of Tell Me All Your Lies

“I fucking love that.”

“Of course you do.”

“Not even by yourself?”

“I’m not even going to entertain your question. I just told you the truth.”

“Well, I’m not against an assist with a toy, but I think I’ll get you even further than this.”

All the teasing is gone as we both focus on his growing erection. I widen my legs slightly to let it settle between my folds and start rocking my hips. The way he thickens with each small thrust only makes me wetter.

“You want this cock inside you?”

“Yes,” I whimper.

“Come on, love.”

Grant hoists me up to stand on the floor, keeping his hands on me the whole time as he gets up next to me.

A wide smile stretches across his face as he bends and scoops me up.

I yelp as I cling to him, and my arms naturally go around his neck.

“What are you doing?” I say with a light laugh.

“Bedding my bride.”

“You would have carried me to bed if we were married for real?” I ask as he walks.

Grant pauses at the foot of the stairs.

“We were marriedfor real. Nothing about this is fake to me.”

“I thought it was just a convenience.”

He laughs.

“Love, I mean this in the best way possible, but nothing about this is convenient.”

I shrug slightly as I hold onto him.

Grant easily takes the stairs two at a time.

“My room?” I ask.

“Fine by me.”

He kicks my slightly ajar door open and stalks into my bedroom, then gently places me on the bed.

“I didn’t take you to be like this,” I say.

“What’d you expect? For me to treat the love of my life like an animal?”

“Maybe I want the animalistic side of you.”

Grant laughs darkly.

“Believe me, you’ll be seeing every side of me. You drive me absolutely crazy.”

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