“I’m not sure. But I guess that means I’m special to someone.” She sounded excited and I wanted to scream at her. I looked into Greyson’s eyes and they looked back at me with nothing but an empty expression.
“I hope they find someone special for me.” The other girl spoke wistfully.
“I’m sure they will. You’re great, Jenn.”
“I want a husband as well.”
“I don’t know if it’s a husband waiting for me.” The other girls voice was low. “In fact, I think that...”
Greyson slammed his fist against the wall and a loud sound reverberated around the room. I heard the girls scream and one of them cried out, “Is anyone in here?”
Greyson looked at me pointedly and I flushed, annoyed. “It’s just me.” I finally called back to them, and Greyson looked pleased.
“Oh, okay.” The first girl called back, and I could hear obvious displeasure in her voice. “Are you alone?”
I paused for a second, wondering if I should say something. And then Greyson started moving inside of me again. My legs clenched around him and I leaned back against the wall, heart beating fast and mind already drifting to the pleasure he was about to give me again.
“Answer her,” he commanded me as he pushed me back against the wall harder and slid in and out of me slowly. His hands pinned me back against the wall and he moved in so that my br**sts were crushed against his chest. “Tell her.” He whispered into my ear and increased his pace.
“Yeah.” I gasped out. “I’m alone.”
“Okay.” Her voice sounded unsure. “We’ll come back.” I heard her whisper something to the other girl and I listened as they walked toward the door quickly. I wasn’t sure why they were leaving already, especially since I had said it was only me.
“Why did you stop her from talking?” I looked into Greyson’s eyes and held onto his back tightly.
“She had no business talking about what was happening to her.” He looked angry. “I don’t know what Patsy was thinking.”
“What do you mean?” I gasped and then moaned as his hips started gyrating against me and he grabbed my ass, pulling me into him harder. I felt the weight of his hard c**k nestled inside of me, working its way in and out as if he already knew every part of me. The familiarity with which he treated me made me feel heady and intensified the pleasure I was experiencing. Greyson was no fumbling love, unsure of his actions. He was strong, powerful, and in complete control. The way he touched me in just the right spot and kissed me at just the right time. The way his fingers exerted pressure in just the tight spots intensified the climax that was building up inside of me. My entire body quivered as his long hard c**k took control of my body.
Greyon’s lips crushed down on mine and his tongue slid into my mouth, mimicking the movements of his c**k down below. Our bodies were soapy and wet and the sensation in my ni**les as they rubbed back and forth against his chest made my clutch him tighter. Every part of my body was tingling, and I didn’t want the feeling to stop. My body wanted to become part of him. It wanted to mesh with his so that I could feel this pleasure forever. But my brain was screaming at me to push him away. A part of me wanted to demand he tell me what was going on. And a part of me was dying inside, even though another part of me was experiencing the most exquisite pleasure. I was experiencing the most intense pleasure and psychological pain that I’d ever felt at the same time, and I was starting to feel like I was having an out-of-body experience.
“Mind your own business, Meg.” He groaned and increased his pace. He was breathing heavily and I knew that he was close to an orgasm.
“I don’t want to mind my own business.” I screamed. “I want to know who I’m f**king.”
“You’re f**king Greyson Twining.” He grunted and his body shuddered against me as he climaxed. I wrapped my legs around him tighter and I felt myself joining him as an orgasm wracked though my body. I gripped his shoulders as my body shook and he continued to f**k me hard as we both came. A few seconds later he fell against me, panting and we stared at each other with stars in our eyes. I slowly unwrapped my legs from around his waist and he let me down to the ground. He turned on the water again and let it wash over us before picking up my body wash again.
“I guess it’s time to wash our sins away.” He poured some body wash into my hands and then started scrubbing down his own body. I rubbed my body gently, not looking at him and feeling slightly hurt at his words.
“What’s your game, Greyson?” I whispered to him.
“You don’t want to know, Meg.” He shook his head, his eyes bleak. “I’m not a man you want to get to know.”
“You can’t just say that. That’s not an answer.” My voice rose and I could feel myself getting angry. I was starting to feel slightly ashamed of myself for what I’d done. I needed to know what was really going on.
“It’s done, Meg.” He shook his head and looked away from me. “Leave it alone.”
“Why is Brandon Hastings coming tomorrow?” I said the only thing I thought would get a reaction from him. Greyson didn’t look surprised at my words. In fact, he seemed to expect what I was going to say.
“He’s coming because he’s a sinner.” He shrugged and turned off the shower. “He’s coming because he started the club with me. He’s coming because we have business to take care of.”