Chapter 94

GRAYSON

Willing.

That was the only accurate way to describe her. So damn willing. I couldn’t tell if it was the pregnancy hormones or she actually wanted to but my body craved her so much, I wasn’t even thinking straight anymore. One moment she was at the door and I was struggling not to pull her in for a crushing hug and the next I couldn’t get enough of her. Her touch, her scent, the smell of her hair, the feel of her against me, it was all so intoxicating I didn’t ever want to have her away from me, ever again. I was exactly where I wanted to be.

Crazy thinking really, considering I still needed to keep Scarlett happy enough not to go digging for answers. And that meant putting up with a few excesses that might put a strain on us.

“Are you sure?” It was her chance to stop me, heck, I thought she would the moment I touched her, all things considered, but she still hadn’t and it was getting increasingly harder to be…gentle. Everytime I reached for her, took a bolder step with her, I couldn’t help but steal a glance at her face, waiting for when she would reach her tolerance level and tell me to fuck out of there.

Surprisingly, “I mea- yes, I’m sure. I want you.” She sighed, her eyes glazed over like she had been possessed by some spirit. Well, spirit or not, I liked this one and may she never be delivered.

That was all the confirmation I needed. Without giving her to the chance to change her mind. I crashed my lips onto hers in what I could only describe as needy and I wasn’t even ashamed to admit that I was needy as fuck. Needy for her, for her forgiveness, for her presence, for everything she stood for.

She was marshmallow in my arms, soft to the touch and her moans were like divine inspiration bestowed on an undeserving man like myself. “I miss you so much.” I groaned into the kiss, never breaking the kiss. Maybe I was just scared she would change her mind if I did, or just being a greedy bastard, we’d never know.

I pulled her waist flush against mine, my dick hardened instantly, it knew it’s real owner. “Grayson.” My name on her lips was gasoline to the fire alight in my blood.

‘Gentle’ flew right out of the window. I twisted her so her back was pressed against my chest with not an inch of space between us. Her breathing had somewhere along the line turned to pants that had to be strictly to drive me insane because that was the only thing they were doing.

“Bend over.” I grunted, her nipples were almost jumping out of their restraints and it was all I could do not to pull on them so hard she’d scream loud enough for the entire building.

I expected argument, defiance, something, but instead she grinded against me, taking with each twirl of her waist my sanity and by the time she plopped her elbows on the edge of the bed, jutted her perfect round ass in the air, there was so much blood rushing to my dick that I feared it might lose all function if I didn’t give it what it wanted!

“This is your last chance to stop me.” I managed to force out, my dick already lined with her very inviting, pantie clad pussy.

“It’s not like I could get pregnant again.” She chuckled, breathy, almost a moan, but everything she said and did was stoking my fire so I couldn’t really tell anymore.

“So damn perfect!” I’d barely gotten the last piece of clothing that separated us away when the door swung open with so much force, we both jerked apart like two kids caught with their hands in a freaking cookie jar.

“Grayson, Johnny has been whining none stop for some icecream!” She spat, her face twisted in the ugliest frown. Scarlett was and would always be a beauty, but she also reminded me that beauty was nothing when it was all you had.

“Then get him some, damn it.” I shoved Adeline’s skirt down and covered every bit of exposed skin before turning to face the cockblock fully.

Immediately her eyes zeroed in on what I’m almost certain was my dick straining hard against my pants.

I cocked a brow at her, not even bothering to distract her from the obvious, “Anything else?” She hadn't lifted her gaze the entire time, shamelessly she maintained eye contact, not with me, but with my junk.

Adeline arranged her blouse and skirt and I swear I’d never seen any pregnant woman look cuter than she did with all her focus on the creases we created. “I should probably go now.” She jutted a thumb towards the door.

I caught her mid step, “Stay. This won’t take long.” I said softlessly, searching her eyes for any doubt as to where my heart truly lied, who I actually belonged to. The creases in her brows eased some, but she didn’t make any moves to return to the bed, just stood awkwardly by my side. After an agonizing minute without knowing what was running through her mind, she sighed, nodded and took up the space beside me.

“I don’t know what the kid likes!” She argued easily, her eyes shifted between Adeline and I, her frown deepened by the second.

“What better time to find out. You can handle a kid, please, don’t stress me out.” I could already feel the headache creeping in the longer she stay being a pain in the behind.

“You think I haven’t tried?!” She scoffed, crossing her arms over her chest as she spent too long glaring at Adeline like she was the reason her life was such a shit show. Yeah right, she could handle that all on her own in a week or less. “Plus, he keeps insisting that he wants his Addy.” She made air quotes, annoyance and jealousy dripped off her lips like honey as her face twisted in an ugly frown that gave her a strong resemblance with snow whites step mother.

Oh for fucks sake! Her presence was already annoying enough, I didn’t need her hanging around and barraging into my life and my time with Adeline! This had to stop and fast.

But first…I gently grabbed Adeline’s hand in mine, “Do you have any of his flavours stocked in the freezer?” I knew the answer before she spoke.

“Yeah, I should probably go get it, he has a mix he likes when he gets like this.” She chuckled, already getting off the bed. It was like dangling candy in front of a kid and telling him he couldn’t have any till he did his homework.

I nodded. “Sure, we could always…talk later.” I plastered a smile because we should be wrapped around each other like koalas in a bunch, not dealing with Scarlett’s inability to be human and give a child fucking ice cream, her own child for the record.

“Yeah.” She smiled still holding on to my hand.

Like the devil incarnate himself, Scarlette chose that moment to tap her feet impatiently, “You might want to hurry. He’s been crying for a while now.” She hissed, her eyes narrowed at Adeline.

“Are you sure you don’t want to just describe it for her?”

“Yeah I can hand-”

“That’s a great idea! I would love it if Adeline taught me how to make her special flavour since Johnny seems to like it so much.” She butted in

in a sugary sweet voice that only the deaf would believe.