Page 276 of Lilah
He leans to me and kisses me fervently, gripping onto the hair at the base of my neck. His free hand travels below my waistline and I have trouble focusing.
After a while he pulls away and grips onto the waistband of his boxers.
"Woah there hoss," I stop him. He narrows his eyes slightly at me.
"Don't call me hoss," he grumbles.
"Don't we need a..." I trail off nodding.
"I'll pull out."
"Heck no," I shake my head, "what happens when you forget?"
"Fuckin' Grey Jr."
"Stop it," I bite my lip, keeping a laugh in.
"It doesn't feel as good with one," he mumbles and I raise a single eyebrow.
"Excuse me, why do you know that?"
I understand he's been with other girls. I'm fine with that, that was when he didn't know someone as great as me existed. I don't think I'm okay with him having non-protected sexy time with them though.
He smirks.
I'm going to roundhouse kick him in the esophagus.
"I don'tknowa hundred percent but I do have a hand and that shit feels pretty fuckin' nice-"
"Stop," I cover my ears.
"And think about it," he trails his hands up my thighs, "nothing between us. Just you and me."
I place a soft kiss on his lips.
"Why don't we just use one this time and then later today or tomorrow I can go to the doctor, okay?" I tilt my head. I hate to admit it because I'm going to have to have a church session in my car later but he's really got that sounding pretty nice.
"Birth control?"
I nod. Abby's on birth control, she tells me about it sometimes when we have our 'girl talk.' I still can't get over having our talks. I love it so much. It's amazing and it fills my heart to the brim knowing I have someone who I can tell anything to.
Of course, I can tell Grey anything and everything. And I do. But there is also just a satisfaction factor when complaining about him to Abby. I complain about himtohim too but I like having Abby to agree with me.
"Then we'll still have to use some other protection until it fully starts working but the sooner I get it then the sooner you can y'know, go without one," I explain.
He rushes off and comes back quickly with a package in his hand.
"I'll take that as an okay," I whisper. He slips it on and thrusts into me. My head tilts up to the ceiling and I try to keep the sounds to a minimum.
He grips my neck and tilts my head back down until I'm directly face to face with him.
"Eyes on me."
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I wake up with a jolt. Grey slowly lifts his head from its position on my chesticles.
"What's wrong?" his sleepy voice questions. I look down at my feet.
