Page 58 of Crash
The windows fogged as they fucked.
It was sloppy. It was chaotic. It was everything she needed as she barreled into an orgasm with a hoarse scream. Griffin followed closely behind, pulling her down as he emptied himself inside of her. His arms circled her waist as he brought his head to her chest, his cock twitching as she squeezed him.
Their heavy breathing filled the cabin of the truck. When her ears stopped ringing, she opened her eyes cautiously. The setting sun over the lake was a beautiful backdrop to theotherwise frantic moment. She winced as she sat up, and he slipped out of her. Griffin grabbed napkins from the center console and held them to her as his cum dribbled out of her.
She’d longed to stop being embarrassed about how he took control of aftercare. After the first few times when he’d noticed she squirmed at the attention, he reassured her it was his mess and, therefore, his responsibility to take care of it. He’d finished the statement with a sweet kiss before telling her he took pleasure in taking care of her.
“Come on, let’s get inside before the neighbors see us.” Griffin picked her up by her hips and helped her get back into her seat. Her legs were still weak from the orgasm, and he got extra cranky if she tried to open the door herself. When he opened her door, instead of letting her hop out of the truck, he reached in and picked her up, arms wrapping around her back and waist as he carried her into his house like a bride.
Quynh wrapped her arms around his neck, resting her tired head against his shoulder. He set her down on the couch, bending down to take her shoes off for her before repositioning her so she was lying on the couch. He covered her with a fluffy blanket and turned on the television for her.
Rover came running in to greet them. His slobbering kisses instantly lifted her spirits. A pang of guilt piercedher as she thought about Pickles, who was home alone all day.
“I checked in on that cat of yours before I left to pick you up. He’s still as cranky as ever.” She smiled gratefully. Between Pickles and Griffin, she wasn’t sure who was crankier.
Both of them shared their pricklier personalities to hide their squishy, tender hearts. She suspected Griffin was a gooey teddy bear beneath all the posturing.
Quynh tilted her chin up, looking up at him beneath her lashes. She was sure he could tell how the thoughtful gesture made her feel, but she thanked him regardless.
Griffin’s soft kiss warmed her heart and made her toes curl. She could get used to this. Quynh was never anyone’s first priority before, and being taken care of was nice.
It’s too bad she needed to leave soon.
twenty-five
QUYNH
The weekend approached before they knew it. Quynh avoided seeing her father over the last few days, but eventually, the guilt ate at her. She knew their time together was limited, and regardless of their messy history, she did not want to miss another opportunity to spend time with someone she loved while they were still around.
Because even though her father broke her mother’s heart long ago, Quynh was still the little girl who remembered her father’s smiles and hugs. Losing him was difficult for her, and while they probably could never go back to what they had, they could try to build a new relationship. Make new memories.
Quynh had an epiphany when she finally opened up to Griffin about what she learned. They were lying in bed after having just finished cleaning up when the floodgates opened. Griffin stayed mostly silent as she dumped herfamily drama on him. Finally, when she was quiet, he offered some welcomed advice.
“Maybe you don’t need to forgive him now, but would you regret not giving him a chance when he’s gone?”
It hurt to admit, but she wanted to get to know her father. She just wished her mother were still alive. Her mother, who died thinking the love of her life had forsaken her for another woman. The reality was much more complicated.
She wondered if it would have helped her mother to know the truth. Quynh would like to think so. The strain on a person’s emotional and physical well-being following a heartbreak was well known to end in illnesses and early death. It didn’t really matter anymore.
She couldn’t change the past any more than she could change the color of the sky. What’s done is done, and she would make the best of the present.
Which included a sick father, a grumpy mechanic, a crotchety cat, a sister she hardly knew, and a car which was nearly fixed. She’d worry about finding a new job another day.
She’d called Cindy yesterday to arrange for today’s visit. Quynh worked up the courage to unearth the precious bundle she hid in her suitcase. It was time to heal. No more hiding from the past.
It was a nice day, and she thought maybe they couldspend it outside. Cindy seemed so elated when she called and said she would help arrange everything.
By the time Griffin rolled up to the mansion, Cindy was already on the porch to greet them. This time, instead of dropping her off, Griffin put the truck in park and got out. Quynh glanced at him curiously as he rounded the hood of the truck to open her door.
He helped her hop down, and suddenly, it became clear why he ditched his usual T-shirt, flannels, and jeans ensemble for the weekend. Instead, he cleaned up his beard and dressed in dark jeans with a button-down shirt. He looked good enough to eat, though he wouldn’t let her take a bite. Instead, he shoved her out the door before they could get distracted and risk running late.
She sat on her hands during the short drive to the mansion so she wouldn’t touch him. After all, it probably was not a good idea to distract the driver. Even if said driver was looking like a yummy snack.
Quynh had yet to taste him today. Later. She’ll make it a priority for next time. Griffin usually took the lead with their bedroom excursions. She appreciated the control, or rather, being able to relinquish control to someone else. It was freeing to have someone else take the reins. When she gave up control, she didn’t have to be constantly on guard. Always trying to think ten steps ahead or worry about how much of a mess her life was.
She wondered what it would be like to watch Griffin lose control for once.
Would he let me take the lead once in a while?
