shutting the door quietly, i dropped my keys and Balenciaga purse on the marble counter before walking up the staircase to grayson and mine's master suite.
yeah, this might sound pretty unrealistic, but i met with the twins and we joined our companies together and now, we all make millions per month. works fine for me.
i heard water sloshing and my heart dropped. whirling around the corner, i saw grayson bathing our one year old daughter, y/d/n. "gray," i whined, my shoulders dropping.
"hey, when'd you get here?" he pulled her out of the bath, wrapping a towel around her and lifting her up.
"just now. why isn't she sleeping?" i asked softly, thankful he's doing this but still somewhat mad.
"she was about fifteen minutes ago, but then she had a bad dream and pissed her bed." i followed him into our daughter's room as he talked and then started undressing her. "so, i didn't want her to sleep with piss on her." grayson pulled out a pair of pants and i grabbed a diaper.
"how was work?" he asked, smiling.
"exhausting." i tapped my red bottoms against the hardwood floors. "i'm gonna go shower," i leaned forward, kissing him. "thanks for everything."
he gave me a cheeky smile before winking. i left him and y/d/n alone.
i leaned over and twisted the knob, the water pouring out on the white tiles. shutting the shower door behind me, i stripped, not bothering to close the bathroom door all the way. i was hoping grayson would join me, and leaving the door opened a crack was the perfect way to get him in.
the hot water poured over me as i scrubbed the body wash in. i turned around, facing the wall when i felt strong hands wrap around my waist, and something else press against my ass. i jumped and turned in grayson's hold.
after a heated makeout session in the shower, i grabbed a towel and wrapped it around myself. grayson kissed my shoulder one last time before leaving the bathroom. i quickly rubbed lotion on my freshly shaven legs and arms before brushing my hair and blow drying it a little bit. on my way out of the bathroom,
i threw the towel down the laundry chute and turned the light off behind me.
grayson was already in bed and i glanced at the clock. 10:32pm. i smirked to myself, feeling a familiar feeling bloom in between my legs.
i got into bed and i started telling him about my day. "so i ended up screaming at andrea, like it's really not that hard to just get the drafts down to Law before lunch." i groaned, already getting irritated.
grayson laughed, scratching my back softly. "you were an intern once too." he stated.
i looked up at him, licking my lips. "i was a good intern, and i'm an even better boss."
"you were a pretty good intern." he admitted, smirking. that same damn smirk he had on his face when he fucked me over his desk on the second last month of my internship.
his hand slid down to my ass, squeezing it. "one of these days, y/d/n is gonna accidentally see you naked and be scarred."
i laughed, straddling him. leaning forward to his ear i whispered, "you know i've always wanted to try 69ing." i licked my lips. his breath hitched under me.
"that's funny, me too." he choked, running his large hands up and down my thighs.
i giggled, turning and sitting on his face. yanking his boxers down, i grabbed his cock and waited for the first touch of his tongue. there was no teasing, straight suction. my eyes rolled closed, a loud moan leaving my mouth. i put my mouth on his cock, pushing it down as far as i could. he licked a line from my clit to my ass. spitting on it, he stuck his thumb in. "oh shit, please." i whimpered, my back arching.
he groaned, his hips bucking up under me, urging me on. on the tip i gave him only air, my hand working it's way up and down on his shaft. the joy i got from teasing grayson and his tongue on my pussy made my release even better. fire spread down my legs and up my chest as i remained breathless, clutching his thigh and sheets.
he smacked my ass, flipping me off and on the floor. "suck." he demanded, not playing any games.
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grayson pulled me to his back, kissing my neck. "i love you." he whispered.
k so i'm thinking of changing this book to a smut instead of imagines because i suck at imagines but i might write imagines from time to time. idk
