“Okay.”
I followed him until we got to a small room in a side of the club I’d never been to. He took out a key, opened a door, and led me in. I gasped as I looked around the room. It was beautiful and full of light. There was a big king-sized bed with grey sheets and a large cream shag rug next to it. It was very masculine, but very welcoming.
“I love it.”
“I love you,” he said softly and I froze.
“What did you say?” I blinked up at him and he stared back at me with a shocked expression.
“Nothing.” He shook his head and turned around. “Let me get some wine.”
He walked away from me and I stared after him, wondering if I had heard correctly. Greyson walked back with two wine glasses and a bottle of wine and sat on the bed.
“Join me.” He called me over and I walked to the bed and sat next to him.
“This is different.” I made small talk as I waited for him to open the bottle.
“You wanted different, right?”
“I’m surprised you’re not telling me that I should be begging you right now.”
“I don’t need you to beg.” He handed me a glass and put the bottle down on the ground.
“Really?”
“I’m a changed man.” He laughed, and I stared at him to see if he was being serious.
“Sure you are.”
“Brandon really loves Katie.” He looked at me seriously. “I’ve never seen him like that before.”
“Does that make up for his sins?”
“He’s not perfect. But are any of us?”
“Katie doesn’t deserve to be hurt and used.”
“He wouldn’t hurt her.”
“Not as badly as he hurt Maria, right?”
“You know, when I met Brandon, he was a different guy,” Greyson said slowly. “He was the guy that I wish I had been. He had the values and the right ideas.”
“So what happened?”
“I happened.” Greyson lay back on the bed. “And I always wonder what would be different now if I hadn’t happened.”
“Do you wish anything was different?”
“I wish everything was different.” His eyes connected with mine for a few seconds. “I wish that everything was different.” I saw pain in his eyes then and my heart broke for both of us.
Greyson was a man broken by his past and perhaps even his present. He was a man filled with regrets that were eating him alive. I put my glass down on the ground, moved up the bed, and took his face in my hands.
“You can always change your future, Greyson.” I leaned down and kissed him tenderly. I pressed down on his lips and allowed my tongue to lick them slowly. I wanted to taste every small piece of him. I wanted to consume him. I wanted him to know that this was special. I wanted him to remember this for the rest of his life.
Greyson stared at me as I kissed him and I sat on him gently.
“Are you okay?” I whispered as I lifted my head slightly.
He nodded at me and I bent down again to kiss him. This time, he kissed me back. His lips were moist and eager, and I fell down on top of him as his hands wrapped around me. My tongue eagerly entered his mouth and his tongue met mine with just as much vigor. They danced together in slow motion as his fingers worked their way up my back and into my hair. He rolled me over onto my back and gazed down at me.
“I’ve never been better in my life.” His words sounded thoughtful, but I didn’t have time to respond before he kissed me again.
This time, his lips were rough and his hands roved my body as if seeking salvation from my every skin cell. We both sat up and pulled our clothes off, not even thinking about what we were doing. Both of us just needed to be together. We were both broken, and it was as if our bodies together made us feel whole again. We completed each other. He made me feel more alive than I’d ever felt before. His lips kissed my cheek and then down my neck. They didn’t stop moving until they came to my right breast and he proceeded to bite my nipple. My fingers scratched his back as he teased me, and I pushed him back so that I could get on top of him again. I looked down at his laughing eyes.
“I like a woman who likes to take control.”
“Shhh.” I placed my finger on his lips. “This is my turn.”
I proceeded to kiss his lips and then his cheek, making my way down to his chest, licking his nipples lightly, and then biting on them hard. I could feel his breathing speed up and I grinned as I continued kissing down his body until I got to his abs. I ran my fingers across his stomach and moaned as I felt his cock move against me encouragingly.
“In its own time, Greyson.” I laughed. And then I continued on my journey.