“Yes.”
“What kind?”
“Ash, I’m not doing this. Not like this.”
She walks around to stand behind him, pressing her front against his back. Her hand slides along his side and stomach until she reaches his now-soft cock. Her gentle strokes bring him alive, and he moans as her hard nipples dig into the skin on his back.
“How did you fuck her, Grayson?”
“You really want to know?”
Taking his right hand in hers, she brings it back and lets him feel between her legs.So wet.
He toys with her clit between his fingers while she strokes him. “This feels wrong,” he says.
She kisses along his shoulder blades, and everything feels erotic. Reaching behind them with his free hand, he grabs and squeezes her ass. Everything’s backwards, and it’s interesting to play when he can’t see her.
“I’m not jealous,” she whispers. “Was it good?”
“It was okay.”
She tightens her grip on him like she had earlier, and he ends up on his tiptoes with the pain. Pleasurable pain. “Just okay?”
“It was good,” he gasps, his legs shaking as he nearly comes when she loosens her grasp. “It was good, okay?”
As much as he wants to share how much he enjoys that, he’s a little terrified of how out of control it could get. It’s the one part of his body he can’t afford to break.
“What did you do?”
Licking his lips, he moans as she picks up her pace. The conversation about how he once fucked another woman has a strange effect on her. “We knew what he liked, so we played up to that. Needed to make him interested enough to break in after watching us.”
“What did he like?”
Her breathing picks up as he rubs furiously, and he knows she’s close. “We went down on each other before I took her. He liked it when his victims got rough.”
“You played rough with Alex?”
“It wasn’t crazy, but there was nothing reallylovingabout what we did.”
“Grayson,” she moans and releases him to hold his sides as she comes from behind him.
Her nipples scrape along his back as she pants, and he bites his lip. It’s a type of kinky he’d never thought to explore before. But the situation comes back at him as she reaches for his cock again.
“Is it wrong for us to do this?” he asks. “The clubhouse is about to get raided, and we’re playing with each other as we talk about a time I had sex with another woman.”
“What would sitting around worrying do? There’s nothing that either of us can do. Might as well get fucked in the best way while they’re getting the opposite.”
He chuckles and turns to face her. “You have quite the way with words. It’s like you’re an author or something.”
“Fuck me like you did her.”
Ashley stares into his eyes, and her voice is husky and filled with desire. Any worry he may have had about her jealous streak disappears. They’ve never gotten particularly rough, but she’d never given him any indication she’d be into it. Until now.
Dragging him by his manhood into their bedroom, she cups her chest and tugs on her nipples as her head falls to the side. “How do you want me?”
Grayson may have given up his old dreams to be with Ashley, but he will never regret making her his wife. And he’ll never be disappointed in this firecracker who seems to always find a new way to surprise him.
The relationship they have is one he always wanted. Desired. And he finally found it with her.