New Forever (30 page)

As soon as I reach Greyson, he helps lift me out of the pool. I jerk out of the wet shirt, which is not easy at all. He rushes to put it on before gracefully diving in. Hayes is right behind him, but by the time Greyson reaches me we have a good eight seconds on them.

I’m trying to put the shirt back on but it’s more difficult than it sounds, it doesn’t help that I’m shaking. I finally get it on and right as I’m jumping in I realize Talon is already in the pool. I’m swimming as fast as I can, but I’m starting to panic.

Soon Greyson is pulling me out again while Hayes does a cannonball into the pool. Before I know it, Greyson yanks the shirt off me and puts it on before diving into the pool.

Hayes is close to the other side and Greyson is a few feet behind him. Half the crowd is cheering for us and the other half for them. This is going to be a closer race than we originally thought. They are both on their way back now, both racing towards the finish line. All three judges are completely focused on the boys. Greyson is still behind Hayes but after they reach the halfway mark Greyson pulls a Michael Phelps and passes Hayes. Greyson touches the edge two seconds before Hayes does.

I squeal with delight and relief as Greyson pulls himself out of the pool. Then without thinking, I jump into Greyson’s arms catching him so off guard we both almost fall to the ground. He gains his balance and we are left staring at each other. Neither of us quite sure what to say.

“Damn it Twig, if all it took was the possibility of losing a bet to see that sex kitten come out I would have done this years ago.”

Oh no. How did I forget that I’m practically naked in front of everyone?

Greyson doesn’t put me down to answer Hayes, in fact, he pulls me closer covering what he can of my very exposed body.

“I’m gonna take her inside to dry off while you pricks go streaking.”

He doesn’t wait for their response. Someone hands him our clothes, then he turns around making his way into the house, shielding me as much as he can.

I forgot how unbelievably sweet he can be.

He takes me to the upstairs bathroom, slowly setting me on the bathroom counter, staying in between my legs as he reaches over to close and lock the door.

“You’re so beautiful,” he whispers softly and cups both hands around my face.

Tears start to form in my eyes. Guy never once called me beautiful, but now I’m glad he didn’t. He could never make the word sound like Greyson did, though I’m not sure anyone could. Greyson says it like I’m the only one in the world worthy of being called beautiful.

He rubs his thumb over my bottom lip.

“I’m going to kiss you now,” he tells me then hesitates, I can tell he is waiting for my approval and I give it to him with a slow nod.

His soft lips brush over mine and when I inhale his scent, a mixture of chlorine and cologne, I lose all reasoning. I tighten my legs around his waist pulling him closer to me, leaving nothing to the imagination. The kiss went from gentle to downright crazed. I pull his shirt over his head and my hands start to explore all of his exposed flesh. I start at his chest working my way down his stomach with one intention, I want to feel him. I can’t remember ever wanting something so bad in my life.

He begins to grind his pelvis against the spot I need him the most.

“Fuck, Ainsley… You have to stop me if this isn’t what you want.”

“Please… don’t… stop…” I moan against his lips.

He reaches to grab his jeans on the counter and pulls out a condom from his pocket, I wonder if he thought this was going to happen tonight.
I’m not sure if that makes me happy or pissed, but I don’t have time to decide.

He uses his hands to pull me further into him and lift me up from the counter pressing my back against the door.

“I’ve wanted you for so long,” he whispers so soft I can barely make it out.

We just stare at each other unable to look away.

I feel him move my panties to the side and even though he slides into me slowly, I still gasp causing him to pause.

“Did I hurt you?”

Yes.
Yes he did, but I’m not going to say that.

I didn’t get a chance to look, but I can feel that he is larger than Guy.

“It’s fine. I’m fine.”

He moves again gradually, getting faster and harder with each thrust.

Oh. My. God. Greyson knows how to fuck!
That I’m sure of.

I try not to think of how many people he has been with to get this good, I just want to be in the moment with him. He must have sensed my mind starting to withdraw. He slows until he is no longer thrusting deep into me but rather remains still and seated fully inside of me.

“Hey, look at me,” he says gently.

I try to hide my face, but he uses his thumb and finger to grab my chin moving my face so I’m looking directly in his calming eyes.

“We don’t have to do this. I swear I won’t be upset or angry if we stop right now. Please Ainsley, just tell me what you need.”

In all the times Guy and I had sex I never once thought we were making love, but Greyson can take me in a bathroom at a party and make me feel like I’m the only girl in the world he could ever want.

“You, I only want you,” I respond confidently.

His lips tilt into a half smile before he begins slowing making love to my mouth, taking his time before pulling his hips back then pushing into me again.

He keeps a steady rhythm until I feel myself starting to lose control.

“Greyson, I’m…”

“I know. It’s ok baby, just let go.”

“What about you?”

“I’m with you.”

He leans in to kiss me again and I feel his thumb brush against my clit.

“Ainsley…” he moans.

That was all it took to send me over the edge which he immediately followed with his own release.

I’m not sure how long we stay like that before he sets me back down on the counter.

He hands me a towel and I dry off as much as I can, then put my dress back on. By that time he has his pants back on, but remains shirtless.

“If it’s ok, I’d like us to leave and maybe we can hang out at my house to catch up? Mom is usually still up this late and I know she’d be excited to see you again.”

I’m worried about getting hurt again. When I look at his face though I can tell he is sincere, and maybe even a little nervous?

“Umm… okay. Just let me tell Jes, so she doesn’t worry.”

“Awesome. Let me get Hayes and Talon and I’ll meet you out front.” He gives me that perfect dimpled smile.

Thankfully no one is around when we open the bathroom door.

Greyson leans in and kisses my cheek.

“See you outside, beautiful.”

He practically runs down the steps and outside to find the boys. I see Jes talking to a few girls in the kitchen. When she sees me, her face brightens and she heads my way leaving the middle of her conversation.

“Boo, you’re glowing. I don’t have to ask what happened. I just wanna know one thing… how big was he? Was it hot, or sweet, or both? I always imagined he would be good in bed. You have to tell me!”

I couldn’t help but laugh.

“That’s more than one question and I’ll tell you everything later, but right now I’m gonna go to his house and hang out,” I practically squeal with excitement.

“I KNEW IT! He had to be great if you are going back for seconds!”

“Shhhh! I have to go. Love you. I’ll call you tomorrow!” I say walking away so she won’t ask me anything else. I’m almost to the front door when I feel someone grab my arm and force me into a room that looks like an office. I jerk my arm away and turn around only to come face to face with Guy, and he does not look happy.

“Well hello, little slut,” he slurs.

There is no telling how much he’s had to drink. Unfortunately, I know how to deal with drunk people thanks to my long gone dad.

“What’s wrong, Guy?”

“What’s wrong? You’re a slut. You don’t think I know about your bathroom sex?”

“We aren’t dating anymore. I can do whatever I want and so can you.”

He moves closer pinning me against the desk.

Deep breaths. Stay calm. Wait for the perfect time to get away.

“You’re lucky I don’t have a problem fucking sluts. You miss me don’t you, baby?” He leans in to kiss me as one of his arm wraps around my waist to pull me closer. I don’t kiss back, but I move both my arms to the back of his head. He takes it as a sign that I’m giving in, and just when he starts to relax, I grab two handfuls of his hair and yank back so hard he stumbles then falls to the ground.

“Don’t EVER fucking touch me again!” I scream as I make my way out to meet Greyson.

My eyes are searching the front yard for the boys. I don’t see them, so I ask two guys I vaguely remember from school if they have seen them.

“Yeah, they left already,” one guy says.

“Something happened with Greyson though, he was furious. Hayes and Talon were trying to calm him down, but he said something about him fucking some bitch in the bathroom earlier. I wonder who it was,” the second guy laughed.

I felt tears stinging my eyes and before I could stop it, I let out an embarrassing sob.

“Oh shit, man. I guess you found out who it was,” the first guy says.

I run to the side of the house and throw up until I have nothing left.

I’m not sure how long it takes for Jes to come out and find me, but when she did there was a huge crowd outside gathered around watching me sob.

“Come on honey, let’s get you home,” she whispers in my ear and helps me into her truck. There is only silence, which means Jes has already heard what happened and knows I need time before I’ll be able to talk about it.

My mind is going in all directions, but there is one thing I know for sure - there is no way I’m going to UF with Greyson. I mentally make note to call my aunt and uncle tomorrow. I’ve already been accepted to Mississippi State since it was my back up, and I won’t need a dorm room since they already said I could live with them.

This isn’t the plan I had for myself, but who says life is fair?

Something Sweet

The Repeating History Series

By M.J. Morphis

I believe the foundation of any author’s work can be traced to the Acknowledgement section, therefore making it the most important part of the book. Because without those mentioned here, writing and publishing would still be a faraway dream.

So the first I have to thank is God, because without him nothing would be possible. I’m grateful for the burning desire to write and for the continuous blessings bestowed upon my family and me.

My guys – Derrick, Dustin and Chase. You are my whole world, my reason for breathing. Derrick, thank you for your encouragement and unwavering faith in me. Dustin, thank you for nurturing my imagination with your stories about The Adventures of Super Dustin, which now also features Super Chase.  Chase, writing this novel while pregnant was difficult, full of doubt, and lots of tears. So thank you for making me so hormonal.

My family – my parents, grandparents and sister. Thank you for always asking about my projects and listening to my endless ramblings about them.

Mady, my best friend and LP, the best aspects of every best friend I write is sprinkled with enough Mady in them to make them fun, a little crazy, and a whole lot of awesome. I’m lucky to have you, and am so happy you understand the importance of deleting certain text messages. Te quiero mucho mucho mucho!!

Jill, who I will always call my horny pie. I adore you! You are an amazing friend – you’re always there to talk to and make me laugh when I feel like screaming. And as a PA, you kick huge ass! I’d be lost without you. One of the best parts about this whole writing and self-publishing business has been finding and befriending you.

Lee, you are the cream filling to my Oreos. Wait, that sounds disturbing. I can do better. You are the cheese to my macaroni, the bubbles to my bath, the shark to my ocean. You get the point. You’re one of my very best friends and one of the few people I can be myself around. I love you! Thank you for being as strange as me. Please don’t screen shot anything we chat about.