Greyson (Lightening Series Book One)

Chapter Thirty Seven

A whole week had passed and if I didn't say it before then I'll say it again, I'm the happiest I have ever been.

Grey was always by my side being so attentive, loving and caring. He was proving to me that he wanted this more than anything and I believed him with my whole heart. He wasn't changing who he was and I was thankful for that but he was adapting himself to the new territory he found himself in and he was taking it in his stride.

We have made love every single night, sometimes more than once during the day. I smiled inwardly at that. There was just something that no matter how far I was across the room from him, l could feel his presence on my skin and I was drawn to him. I didn't think I would ever want to have sex this much but I couldn't keep my hands off him and clearly Grey couldn't do that either.

I noticed that Grey was physically affectionate with his love, he wanted to show the word that I was his and his only. I didn't mind him hovering over me at all of the possessive kisses to let everyone know that I was taken.

Although I was intrigued, I had never seen this side of Grey before. He was bossy during sex, that was one thing I did know but being in a relationship with him escalated that ten fold. It was like he never gave me all that he could give because he was scared incase I would break.

The sting on my ass was a beautiful reminder.

We invited Maddox, Benny and Johnny over for a games night the other night. Grey didn't want to drink any alcohol, rightfully so but I had a few glasses of wine. It all kicked off when twister came about, Johnny was the spinner and the rest of us balancing on the colour dotted mat trying not to fall over.

I don't know if Johnny deliberately wanted a rise out of Grey but he got it. Grey was eliminated, he laughed it at first but when he stood up to his towering height looking down at us...that look was clearly pulled from his face.

My back was to Maddox's front and he was literally plastered to me. He kept whispering "Just fall so I can win, my arms are sore." However, grey didn't see or hear it that way. To him from afar, he was whispering sweet nothings in my ear while hovering over me, which entirely wasn't the case.

I remember the look of rage on his face. I frowned at the memory and with that, I fell. Calling the game quits caring more about Grey than anything else.

He didn't speak to me the entire night, his eyes watched me intensely though with his jaw set. When everyone left to go home, he kissed me like his life depended on it and hauled me up to the bedroom.

It was fair to say after spanking my ass to the hills and back, telling me that I was his and no one else's. I begged for mercy. I never thought sex like that would be my thing but even as I sat here thinking about it, a wetness started between my thighs.

He liked to push me out of my comfort zone, own me completely and entirely. He needed that control in the bedroom and I gave it to him because each time, I was awarded with an earth shattering orgasm.

"What are you thinking about?" A murmur whispered at my ear, his hands wrapping around my waist.

I pushed my head back into his contact so the back of my head was resting on his shoulder. Thinking these thoughts at a family dinner and having him so close was almost unbearable. A burning heat covered my skin whenever he touched me now, I wanted him always.

"Nothing." I smiled and turned my head to look up at him.

He watched my expression, his Grey orbs searching mine before a smirk played on his face. He knew. He kissed my cheek tenderly before pulling his arms back, swiftly and deliberately against my hard nipples.