Our Love

Quinn

I woke up to a fluttery feeling on my forehead. My eyes slowly peeled open to see Grant smirking down at me. A smile started to creep up my face as I thought about the night before; stretching out and reaching for Wade, I realized he was gone. My brows furrowed, and I turned back to Grant.

"He had to go to the farm; animals are pretty needy." He explained with a laugh. "I was told to make sure you woke up very happily." He sang, wiggling his eyebrows excitedly. I couldn't help but laugh as I buried my face in his chest. His hands went softly down my back, gripping my hips and holding me closer to him. My lips found their way to kissing across his chest and slowly up his neck in movements that felt as natural as breathing.

"Oh, my God! Work!" I nearly jumped out of bed when it occurred to me that we also had a job to get to. Grant immediately tightened his hold on me, pulling me back down to him.

"Nope. I've got you naked and alone in my bed; no way are we going to work. We can take a sick day." With a pretend cough, he went back to moving his hands along my body.

"Grant, no. I don't want this to mess up work; it's all complicated enough. If we start just taking days off...." I shoved against his kiss attack on my neck as he laughed.

"Fine, we'll go in at lunch."

"Grant."

"Quinn... I'm two seconds away from going caveman on you."

His face held such seriousness that I couldn't help the cackle that escaped. His lips were held firm, but slowly they began to tick up into a smile. "We'll go in at lunch." His hand cupped my sex before a finger slid between my slit, wetness already pooling.

"Ugh, you fight dirty." My back arched, legs spread, and a moan escaped my traitorous body.

"Was this our first fight?"

"Sure. First date, sex, fight...guess we'll be married tomorrow." My sarcasm was noted as he arched a brow, never stopping his fingers from exploring my needy clit.

Grant leaned down, kissing my breasts, teasing my pebbled nipples as he slid one finger, then another inside. My breathing was picking up, my body warm all over, and I was silently very glad we weren't going to work until lunch.

"I'll wife you up right now, don't tease me." His growl caught me off guard as he removed his fingers from me, leaning up as he sucked my juices from them. "I need that pussy again, though." I bucked against him, showing him with my body that I was more than ready for that as well. I had no idea I enjoyed sex this much, but these men had shown me an entirely new world, and thank God for it.

"Look what the cat dragged in." Carrie sang as I walked past her office. I slowed my pace to a stop, fighting the smile that was threatening to overtake my face.

"Good Morning."

"You mean good afternoon?" She crossed her arms over her chest and raised a brow at me. I slinked over to her desk and sat in front, knowing she was waiting for all the details.

"Yes, afternoon."

"I noticed Mr. Mayfield was late today as well. Coincidence?" Her eyebrows wiggled as she smiled.

"Pure coincidence." Flipping through some of the papers I held, I didn't get to see her reaction, but I could almost feel the eye roll.

"Come on! You saw my girlfriend eating me out; the least you can do is tell me that you three had a really great time?" I nearly choked hearing her put it so bluntly, though I shouldn't have expected anything less from her.

"It was amazing. Mind-altering. I never imagined in a million years I would do something like that, and I definitely never imagined the emotions with it. They're both so amazing."

"Oh girl, you've got it so bad."

"I know. It's so much all at once. The sex... I mean, wow, but then the emotions. I feel like I just fit with both of them. Then I feel so guilty because, both of them? Is that fair? Will I ever stop doubting all of this?" I started to ramble, my breathing picking up as I felt the spiral coming. "How does a relationship like this even work long term? Marriage? Children? Just the everyday life?" I was pacing her office at this point.

"Whoa! Take a deep breath and sit back down. You're getting way ahead of yourself."

"Mr. Asher! What if he finds out? This is going to be a mess. I was supposed to talk all of this out with them last night, and damn them and their sexiness!!" My hands were balled into fists. "My stupid, greedy pussy!"

Carrie gasped before falling into a fit of laughter, slipping down into her chair and throwing her head back. I hadn't meant to say that last part out loud. I could feel the heat running into my cheeks. I was about to tell her to hush just as Grant walked into the room.

"What's so funny?" He smiled. I quickly turned to Carrie, giving her a death glare, mentally threatening her life if she said a word.

"Nothing. Just something funny I was telling Quinn." She composed herself rather quickly, giving me a wink. "What's up, loverboy?"

"So funny." Even his annoyed sigh was sexy. "Quinn and I have a meeting with Mr. Asher." I could feel my stomach twisting in knots. Did he already know? Was he going to fire me? Fire us both? "You okay?" His attention was brought back to me.

"I'm good. Great." Standing, straightening my skirt. "Let's get to work!"

We walked together in silence for a beat before Grant finally broke the silence once we were inside the elevator. He blocked me in against the elevator wall, holding his hands at both of my sides, leaning his head down.

"I can't stop thinking about you." He growled in my ear. Smirking, I put my hands on his chest, shoving him back.

"We're at work!" I squealed. "We have to be professional." Of course, he just laughed, despite my serious tone. "I don't want to lose my job." I gritted out.

"What? Mr. Asher isn't going to fire you. Either of us." He held me out by the arms. "You're really worried about this. Wow." The elevator pinged, and he slid his hand into mine, intertwining our fingers as we stepped out to Mr. Ashers' assistant. "We can tell him right now; you'll see. It's no issue at all."

I squeezed my eyes closed for a minute, trying to take a deep breath. I couldn't believe I was letting him pull me into this, pull me into my boss's office, and tell him I was dating not only a fellow employee but also his son. Sure, this was going to go over so well.