GrantAll of my demons are coming to head.
I thought Ari could push them back.
I thought I could conquer my vices with her at my side.I thought wrong.
Aribel
Fear is my new constant.
I thought I could conceal it, contain it, control it.
I thought that now that I had Grant the worst was over.I thought wrong.
But if we’re going to survive, wherever you go…take me with you.
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Grant laughed seductively in the dark room. He brought his lips down on mine, soft and sensual. He was in his element here. My heart beat in time with his as he clutched the material of my dress at my lower back. He traveled up the seam and tugged the zipper down to the base of my spine so quickly that I couldn’t even respond. He pushed the material over my hips and let the dress pool at my feet.
“That’s better,” he said.
“If you think about laying me down on that gross scratchy couch…”
“I like where your mind is at. You can be on top.”
He moved my hand to the waistline of his jeans. I took his lead and unbuttoned his jeans. My hand slid under his boxers, and I grasped his dick. He was already so hard and ready for me. It only intensified my ache for him. How did he make me so desperate for his touch?
“Fuck, Ari,” he groaned as I stroked him. “If you keep that up, I’m going to throw you down on that couch whether you like it or not.”
“You can tease, but I can’t?”
He tensely gripped my shoulders. “That’s right. Tease me later. Fuck me now.”
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