Most Wanted // G.D

Dangerous

"Gray—!"

"Fuck—"

Broken moans and guttural groans filled the room as Grayson made himself at home inside his ex-wife. Sinking his teeth into her collarbone to somewhat muffle his moans. His hips smacking against Y/n's hard - her body sinking deeper into the mattress with every lust filled thrust.

"Gray—son! Oh god—uhhh fugh—" her whimpers loud in Grayson's ear, nails dragging down his back leaving tracks in their wake. The sting as almost as good as how tight she felt wrapping around him for the first time in a long time.

"Yes—! Oh god Y/n! Fucckkkk—"

Grayson barley knew what day of the week it was as he felt her clench tightly around his length, constricting his throbbing cock with her warm velvet walls. Dipping his head into the crook of her neck, her skin radiating with heat. A fire ignited within her.

"So—so beautiful—" he moaned, kissing her hard before sliding her arms about her head, entangling his fingers between hers as he continued his thirst. Deep and hard.

"Make—make me fucking cum—" music to Grayson's ears. He'd almost forgotten what it was like to hear her beg for him. It was his favourites thing beside her smile. Her beauty smile that he hadn't been the cause of in just over a year.

This was wrong, so fucking wrong. But so fucking hot he couldn't take it.

"You wanna cum? Go in then—cum on my fucking dick Y/n—" moving one of his hands down her naked body beneath him, pressing the pad of his thumb against her sensitive bundle of nerves before softly curling the spot that send stars shooting behind her eyes. That spot that made her go wild.

"Yes—! Oh god Gray-Grayson I'm—I'm gonna—" eyes rolling into the back of her head as Y/n arched her back off the mattress closer into Grayson's chiseled torso. Grayson groaned as he felt his orgasm approaching, his balls tightening as his load pooled at the base of his constricted shaft. His arms wrapping around her waist to pull her as close as he could get her.

"Fuck!— Y/n, oh god—" spilling in spurts inside the woman who held the key to his heart. His thrust slowing and falling from that perfect rhythm he held.

Laying together wrapped in a twisted mess of white hotel sheets, Grayson held Y/n against his chest. His hand storing and twirling her hair as she caught her breath.

"That was—" he began, eyelids heavy. "That was—"

"Wrong—" Y/n chuckled softly as she moved just that little be closer to Grayson.

"Amazing—" Grayson corrected her, placing a soft kiss to the top of her head. Unruly hair a mess on his chest and shoulder.

He was happy for the first time in a long time.

***~***~***~****~***~

Stumbling into the precinct over and hour late together was not something Grayson nor Y/n planned. They'd both fallen asleep before setting their alarms, both tangled and twisted together. Content with their decision.

"We look sus—"

"Nobody cares Y/n just, just go make some coffee and met me down in forensics, Ethan said he had an update."