Chapter 93 I Want to Get You Pregnant
Grayson's POV
I carried Quinn into my room and locked the door. I laid her down gently on the bed and immediately took off my clothes. But Quinn pushed my chest away.
"Quinny, are you rejecting me?" I asked sadly.
"It's not like that, Grayson. I just... I feel like you've gone too far. I mean, we don't need to show that in front of your mother."
I blew on her eyes. "She should know. She needs to understand that we're serious."
Quinn then opened her eyes again. "But she looks really angry."
"Not really. She wants a grandchild too. She's just pretending."
Quinn moved her hand to my neck and wrapped it around it. "Maybe it's because I’m not the woman she chose for you."
I really didn't want this conversation to ruin the mood and kill my desire, which was already at its peak. So I silenced Quinn's lips with mine.
I kissed her until she was out of breath, until her eyes were glassy. And I ended our kiss when I also needed to take a breath.
We were both panting. Our saliva mixed together and she tasted sweet.
Then I licked her ear until it was wet. "I want to get you pregnant," I whispered.
I saw no refusal in those beautiful eyes. Nor was there any resistance in my chest. And I took that as consent to do other things.
I couldn't read Quinn's mind, but I could guess that she also wanted my child.
From her eyes, from her body's response, it was all very clear. Because if not, she would have rejected me because she wasn't the type to stay silent when she didn't like something.
Therefore, I didn't hesitate to kiss her in other places.
This would be our second time having sex after the misunderstanding and argument that had frustrated me. And I would make sure tonight was a hot night, hotter than ever before. I would make the cold air disappear.
My tongue moved down from her ear to her jawbone and then stopped at her neck.
I rarely left marks on Quinn's neck before because I thought she would be uncomfortable working in that state. But now, I won't hesitate to give her any.
I want to let the whole world know that Quinn is mine. That she belongs to me.
It doesn't matter what the world says about Quinn not being good enough for me or that she is my former therapist. The important thing is that I need her. The truth is, I'm the lucky one for having a woman like her.
I mean, look at me. Aside from the name Talon and my status as an athlete, I'm just an ordinary Grayson, broken and a jerk. And Quinn, she's the sun that shines on my stormy days.
Quinn saved me from even greater destruction. So I won't let anyone else destroy her.
"Gray bear, why did you stop?"
I blinked a few times and realised I had taken her nipple into my mouth and hadn't done anything else. Quinn must’ve felt ticklish.
But I was her big baby. So I didn't want to let go. I preferred to suck on it.
Quinn grabbed my hair with her back arched upwards. "You're sucking too hard."
I glanced at her. "It's practice for breastfeeding our future child, Quinny."
"But I don't think a baby sucks like this. This is really driving me crazy, Grayson."
I bit her nipple before licking it and letting it go from my mouth. "Then we'll go crazy together."
I lifted Quinn's body and impatiently removed all her clothes. Then I carried her in front of my body and took her to the balcony.
To make sure she didn't get cold, I held her body close so her tiny body was submerged in my hug.
"What are we gonna do here?" she asked, her face already flushed.
Oh, I was messing with her. But I liked it.
"You're not going to throw me off here, are you?"
I laughed and bit her nose playfully. "I want us to make love here. While watching the first snow."
Quinn's cheeks flushed red. "Not a bad idea. But... what if someone sees us?"
"Who? No one's out in this cold. Unless they're looking for trouble," I explained.
Quinn moved one hand from my neck to my hair. "So we're the kind of people who are looking for trouble?"
The answer was unexpected, but I liked it. "Yes. I like looking for trouble with you."
I didn't expect Quinn to kiss me first. She was better than before, showing improvement by daring to play with her tongue.
"Do you really want children?" She asked after ending the kiss.
"Yes, of course," I replied firmly. "I can't wait to see Grayson and Quinn Junior. Isn't it nice to have two children? A boy and a girl. Like you and Dylan."
Quinn looked down. "I hope they're not like me and Dylan. I hope they're healthy and grow up happy."
Oh shit, I think I said the wrong thing.
"Quinn, I don't think that way. I just see your cute relationship. Nothing else."
Quinn nodded. "I know. I'm just too sensitive. Maybe my period will come in a few days."
I reflexively looked down. Honestly, I was traumatised at that moment. When I touched Quinn and was ready to insert my penis, it turned out she was on her period. As a result, I suffered for a whole week.
Quinn suddenly giggled. "I'm clean now. Don't worry."
"Oh, thank goodness. I can't imagine having to stop halfway."
"Me neither," replied Quinn.
I wanted to attack her right then and there, but before that, I wanted to make sure she wasn't having second thoughts about her decision.
So I gently rubbed her back and brought our chins together. "I don't care what other people think. I really don't care about their wishes. All I care about is you. And one thing is for sure, I won't let anyone hurt you or belittle you, including my mum." I tucked her hair behind her ear. "I chose you to be the mother of my children and that won't change."
Quinn smiled slightly. "But I also don't want you to be enemies with your mother. So let's find a middle ground. Okay?"
I didn't answer her, but placed her on the iron railing. Don't worry, I won't let her fall because I'm holding her very tightly. Then I crouched down in front of her.
Hmm, wait, I think I see a new change. My favourite thin hairs were gone.
And it seemed to be true because Quinn confirmed it by stroking my hair. "I took care of it yesterday."
I pursed my lips and looked up at her. "But why? It looked so good there."
"I thought it would be better."
But it didn't really matter. I was just teasing her.
I licked her pussy with my tongue. "You're right. It's better this way, but I like both. With or without the hair."