All Grown Up

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A Week Later

Peyton's POV

I followed my husband into the hotel room and laid our daughters on the bed. "Babe you always get the most expensive rooms."

"Anything for my queen and my princesses." I smiled and looked at the twins. "I love you."

"I love you too." I hugged his neck. "I should get some sleep. Someone has to be up when they wake up." I giggled.

"But babe I don't want to spend our whole honeymoon sleeping." He pulled me close.

"Well," I looked back at the twins, "It's already dark out and they sleep forever," He chuckled, "We can cuddle for a while then go to sleep." He smiled.

"But first." He grabbed my hips, pressing his lips to mine. I kissed him back, my fingertips lightly brushing his jawline, his arms snaking around my waist.

"Momma?"

"Dada?" I pulled away from Greyson and looked down. The twins smiled up at us. I smiled, picking them up. Greyson took Jaylen and sat on the bed.

"I got you girls something." He kicked his suitcase open and pulled out a bag. I looked at Jayden who had her thumb in her mouth. I tickled her and she giggled. Greyson walked over to us and put a plastic tiara on her head. She smiled and looked at me. "My other princess."

"Beautiful." I smiled, sitting her on the bed.

"You didn't think I forgot about you did you?" He chuckled and looked at me, smiling.

"Babe," I whined, "Spoil the girls not me." He pulled a real tiara out of it's box and placed it on my head. "Grey you've been spoiling me for the past six years." I took it off and fixed my hair.

"And I will spoil you for the rest of my life." He put it back on my head and pecked my lips. I smiled and hugged him. I looked at the twins asleep on the bed and back at my husband.

"Come on." I grabbed his hand and led him to the bathroom. I turned on the water and added bubbles.

"Are you trying to start something you can't finish?" He smirked at me.

"Maybe. Unzip me?" I moved my hair and turned around. He unzipped my dress. It fell to the floor and I stepped out. He unhooked my bra and slid it off my arms. He placed a kiss on my shoulder. I finished undressing. He undressed and got in. I sat in front of him. He wrapped his arms around me.

"This is quite relaxing." I nodded, sinking in the water. He opened a bottle of champagne, pouring it into glasses.

"Thank you." I smiled, taking a glass. I sipped my champagne, enjoying the peaceful, steamy, bubble bath. A hand ran up my thigh. "Grey." I looked up at him. He chuckled, smirking. I smiled. He trailed kisses up my neck and I turned my head. His lips met mine, his hand rubbing my thigh. "Babe the twins."

"They're asleep. And we can be quiet." He kissed my neck.

"No."

"Not even a quickie?" He kissed my neck again.

"Okay fine." I got out and dried off. He got out and dried off. He pressed me against the wall kissing me. I wrapped my arms around his neck, my fingers tangling in his hair. He trailed kisses down my neck. He picked me up and put me on the counter, separating my legs. A long tongue plunged inside me and I bit my lip. My breathing was heavy and jagged.

His tongue flicked around my clit, me moaning softly. He covered my mouth with his hand. He slurped and sucked, my moans muffled by his hand. I came and he licked me clean. He kissed me. He pulled his wallet from his jeans and pulled out a condom. He rolled it on and slid into me. I bit my lip to muffle the moan. He continued to move slowly, random kisses and hickeys littering my body. He picked up speed and I screamed, muffling it with the towel. He slowed back down and I moaned. I came and he slid out.

"Now let's finish that bath." He winked. I rolled my eyes and jumped off the counter. I walked out and put on only a bra and panties. Greyson walked out and put on boxers. He tossed me a shirt and put on sweatpants. I pulled on the shirt and followed him to the couch. We laid down and he wrapped his arms around me.

Greyson's POV

"This seems so surreal." I looked down at her.

"What does?" I smiled.

"Everything. The girls, the marriage." She smiled up at me.

"I should be saying that. I screwed up once and you still forgave me." She looked out the balcony window.

"I guess you could say I'm similar to a street light." She looked up at me and back out the window. "During the day, its off." I began to look out and watch the lights. "When I get hurt, physically or emotionally, I'm detached. I'm off. But at night, the light is shining brightly to illuminate the path." She looked up at me with a smile. "You apologized. Many, many times. I forgave you. I'm back on. I love you."

"I love you too." I smiled. She looked out again, mindlessly playing with my fingers. She yawned, laying on my chest. "Good night beautiful."

"Goodnight."