Page 31 of Greedy Grizzly
Landon: I’ll be home tomorrow evening. Is Toby there yet?
Great, he was returning to see Toby, not me.
Libby: Not yet, but he should be very soon.
Landon: We all definitely need to talk.
Libby: Agreed. I miss you.
A pit of dread formed in my gut. It sort of felt like he’d been doing a lot of thinking and made some decisions. Normally, Landon never asked to talk. He was more of an actions kind of guy. It stemmed from his youth, when his foster dad would beat him for his back talk and disobedience.
Another text chimed.
Landon: I miss you too. See you tomorrow.
And my dread fizzled away. He missed me and that was all I needed to help get me through to tomorrow.
A firm, yet quiet knock pulled my attention away from my phone. “Yeah?”
I imagined it was probably Lynx or Dodge checking up on me. They were sweet that way. Of course, we didn’t talk about stuff like men being kind and sweet. That wouldn’t be cool.
Most of the Knights were too alpha for sweet and kind, but me and the old ladies in the club knew better. But again, we only talked about the super alphas, grumps, teddy bears, softies, and golden retriever men among ourselves and when no other Knight was in earshot. Many of our conversations about thisguy or that one, had probably sounded more like romance book tropes.
“Lib, it’s me.”
Toby! I rushed to the door to let him in. “I’m so happy you’re here!” I launched myself into his arms and kissed him frantically. It might have only been a day and a half since Landon left, but already, I felt starved of affection.
“You feel so good in my arms. Sorry about what happened with, Grizz,” he said, through my kisses. He kicked the door closed and carried me to the bed, putting me on my back. “You’re absolutely stunning.”
“You always say that.” And I love it each and every time.
“Because it’s true.” He covered me with his heavy body. “There’s never been a time I didn’t think you were the most beautiful woman in the room.”
Note that he didn’t say most beautiful woman in the world. World would be unrealistic and exaggerated. Toby only spoke in what he deemed realistic and facts.
I melted against the mattress and lost myself in him. This was how it went with us. We always had sex as soon as he arrived and Landon never complained.
But, it felt wrong this time. It’d been seven months since Toby had been at the club. Landon and I had gotten closer. We were more committed to each other, like a real couple. Wouldn’t I be cheating on Landon if I slept with Toby?
Toby’s hand went under my skirt, and I involuntarily spread my legs for him. He stroked and fondled me, while kissing my neck.
It felt so damn good to be desired. Wanted. Needed. My own desires, wants, and needs rose to the surface and a soft moan swirled out of me.
Some might say I had daddy issues, since I hadn’t grown up with a father, and had needed to please the men in my life.
Others might say my promiscuous behavior had been learned from my mom and sister. Both had been with a ton of men, right in front of me. And again, my need to please the men in my life.
I’d say, I agreed with both assessments.
I did have daddy issues.
I did watch my mom and sister with dozens of men.
I did want to please all the men in my life.
But I also enjoyed sex tremendously, and I wasn’t embarrassed or ashamed to admit I had a voracious appetite for dick.
“Oh, yeah. So wet for me, baby.” He sucked on the tender skin below my ear as he played with me. “I’ll never be gone for so long again.”
