Chasing You

by Kelly Elliott

  “Hey,” I whispered as I stood up.

  Grayson’s eyes swam with passion as he stared at me. “Hey. I woke up and you weren’t straddling me anymore.”

  With a grin, I tilted my head. “You fell asleep.”

  He took a step closer to me while my eyes roamed his perfect body. Those black cotton pants that hung just low enough to have a girl’s imagination going crazy.

  “I’m awake now.”

  I swallowed hard while his muscles flexed with each movement. I longed to let out a moan but suppressed it. “Yep. You are.”

  Holy crap. Really, that’s all you’ve got Meagan?

  Stopping in front of me, Grayson placed his finger on my chin and lifted my eyes to his and softly spoke. “Are you ready to fall?”

  My heart slammed against my chest as Lauren’s words replayed in my head.

  “Will you catch me, Gray?”

  His hands cupped my face as his eyes stared intently into mine.

  “Yes. Meg, I meant what I said. Spending today with you just made it all the more clear. I love you.”

  My knees felt weak as my heart hammered. Closing my eyes, I followed Lauren’s advice. I was ready for the jump.

  I opened my eyes and took in a shaky breath as I whispered, “I love you too.”

  His smile caused me to smile as our lips pressed together. Grayson’s hands moved into my hair as he deepened the kiss. After a few minutes of nothing but kissing, he picked me up as he carried me to his bed and gently set me down, never once breaking apart from one another.

  Slowly pulling his lips from mine, Gray’s eyes looked deeply into mine. “Let me show you how much I love you, baby.”

  Grayson

  MY HEART HAD never felt like this before as I watched Meagan’s chest rise and fall as I slowly stood and undressed myself. Waking up alone, I searched for her as I made my way to my bedroom. When I heard her voice coming from my bathroom, I slowly opened the door and stood there frozen as I listened to her talking.

  I thought I had dreamed I told her I loved her; truth be told, I’m glad I said it out loud. It needed to be said.

  “You’re wearing my robe,” I said as I sat down on the bed and untied it.

  The moment her tongue slid across her teeth, I knew I was fucked. I’d never be able to live without her. “I was going to take a um . . . take a shower.”

  With a quick move of my hand, both sides of the robe fell open to reveal her beautiful body. Crawling onto the bed, I moved the robe out of the way as I lightly kissed her stomach. Meagan’s body trembled as I moved slowly over her body, pressing one light kiss after another until I reached her neck.

  “You’re so beautiful, Meg. You take my breath away.”

  I wanted to make her feel how much I cared for her. How much I loved her. With everything that had happened to her in the past, I needed her to know that what we had was real. “I’m going to make love to you all night long.”

  Meagan lifted her eyebrow and flashed me a sexy as hell smile. “Or at least until you fall asleep again.”

  With a chuckle, I peppered her face with kisses as I pushed my hard dick against her body. “I’ve gotten my seventh wind.”

  “I see that,” Meagan said as her hands moved gently over my back. “Gray, my body is shaking I want you so much.”

  With a smile, I rubbed my nose against hers as I whispered, “We have our whole lives to get lost in each other. I want to take my time with you tonight.”

  Meagan’s hands moved to the back of my neck where she pulled me closer to her lips. Kissing her was what I imagined heaven must be like. I’d never in my life had a woman affect me the way Meagan did.

  My hands slid between her body and the robe as I cupped her ass and pulled her hips closer to me, my cock teasing her entrance as Meagan moaned.

  “Gray . . . condom.”

  I pushed in a little more; the feel of her pussy on my bare cock was almost too much to stand. I’d never in my life had sex without a condom, and I had never in my life wanted to so badly. I pushed in more as I squeezed her ass harder.

  “Gray,” Meagan whispered.

  My lips brushed over hers as I said, “Meg, you’ve been my only partner in over two years.”

  Her hands stopped moving and her body stilled. “W-what?”

  I knew this was a conversation that needed all my attention, but her pussy was practically pulling me in. “Grayson, you’ve only been with me since we met?”

  Stopping my motions, I pulled my hands out from under her and held myself above her as I gazed into her eyes. “Just because I was a stripper, doesn’t mean I was a manwhore. I broke up with my last girlfriend a few months before I saw you again in Austin. I always used a condom with her and everyone before that. I’ve never not used one.”

  Meagan gnawed on her lip as her eyes searched mine. “What makes you not want to use one with me?”

  With a smile, I kissed her lips softly. “That’s easy. Because I love you and I want to give my whole self to you and I want you to do the same.”

  Meagan’s eyes glistened with a mist as she grinned. “I’ve never had sex without a condom and you’re the only guy I’ve been with in over three years . . . if not longer.”

  My heart slammed against my chest as I positioned myself and slowly pushed the head of my cock through her wetness. “And I’m going to be the last guy you’re ever with, Meg.”

  Passion filled her eyes as she lifted her hips and wrapped her legs around my body, pulling me further into her as we both moaned.

  Slow was something Meagan and I had never really done before. Sex with her had always been hot . . . really fucking hot . . . and passionate. The moment she was around me all I could think of was burying myself inside of her and hearing her call out my name.

  This was different. Tonight was different. Nothing would ever be the same after this.

  I pushed as far into her as I could as Meagan wrapped her legs around me tighter.

  “Oh God, Gray.” She spoke softly while her back arched up. Grabbing her hands, I laced my fingers with hers and took my time pulling out and pushing in. As slow as we were taking this, our bodies quickly were covered in a sheen of sweat. I wasn’t sure how long I would be able to keep this up. The urge to grab onto her hips and fuck her was overwhelming. The feel of her without a condom was mind blowing.

  My lips found their way to Meagan’s as she whispered, “Feels so amazing, so perfect.”

  I wanted this night to be perfect for her and if perfect meant going slow, then that was what I would do.

  As I pushed in, I circled my hips, causing Meagan to moan. I repeated it and this time Meagan moved her hips up to allow me to go deeper. With another circle, Meagan called out my name as her entire body quivered with her orgasm.

  With a smile, I buried my face into her neck while she softly repeated my name while grasping onto me tightly.

  “Oh God, I’ve never . . . that was . . . Grayson.”

  I loved that she was so overwhelmed by what we were sharing she couldn’t even talk. “Faster, Gray. I want it faster.”

  My eyes about rolled to the back of my head as I pushed up and lifted her legs over my shoulders. Grabbing onto her hips, I moved faster, trying like hell not to go too fast.

  Meagan’s hands grabbed onto the sheets as she hissed through her teeth, “Yes!”

  “Fuck, Meg. I can’t hold out much longer, baby.”

  Her eyes opened and captured mine. That was my undoing. I pulled out and slammed back into her, causing her to cry out. Then I lost all control and fucked her hard and fast. My body trembled as I felt my own build up starting.

  “Grayson! I’m going to come again!” Meagan cried out as I pushed in hard and grunted, spilling my cum into her body. The feeling was unlike anything I had ever experienced.

  Pulling out, I rolled over onto the bed and pulled in one deep breath after another.

  “There is nothing I love more in this world than being inside of you, Meg.”
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  Fingers slowly moved across my chest as I felt my eyes grow heavy. With a smile on my face, I drifted off to sleep one happy and satisfied man.

  The game played quietly on the television as I whisked the eggs and watched my favorite team, the Dallas Cowboys, run the ball in for a touchdown.

  “Yes!” I said as I fist pumped and got back to making omelets. “I’m totally going to win this week.”

  Meagan stood at the doorway of my bedroom, wearing nothing but one of my T-shirts as she yawned and slowly made her way into the kitchen. “Oh man. Mr. Bennett, you wore me out last night.”

  With a chuckle, I kissed her fast on the lips and got back to cooking us a late breakfast. “I can’t believe it’s almost noon,” Meagan said as she reached up and took down a coffee cup.

  “Well, once you finally stopped seducing me in the middle of the night, we were able to fall asleep around what, three or so?”

  Meagan giggled as she blew on the coffee and scrunched her nose and took a sip. “I seduced you? Really? Because the way I remember it you seduced me, then passed out cold, only to wake me up with your dick slipping back into my body.”

  “The sergeant needed his Wonder Woman.”

  Meagan rolled her eyes and sat down on the barstool. “Scrambled eggs?”

  My mouth dropped open as I stared at her. “Fuck no. I’m making omelets.”

  “Really? Huh.”

  “What’s that supposed to mean?”

  With a shrug of her shoulders, Meagan attempted to hide her smile. “I just never pictured you . . . cooking.”

  Narrowing my eyes at her, I shook my head. “I’m a good cook.” Pointing at her with the spatula, I said, “Probably better than you.”

  “Is that right?” Meagan asked with a serious expression.

  “Damn straight it is. I’d cook circles around you, Ms. Atwood.”

  Meagan stood up and took another sip of her coffee before setting it down on the island and walking over to me. Her hands landed on my chest as they slowly made their way up. Wrapping her arms around my neck, Meagan tilted her head and looked at me. “Want to make a wager?”

  My dick jumped as I stared back at her. “What kind of a wager?”

  “We each take one dish and make it. Someone neutral has to judge it.”

  I was liking the sound of that. I knew Meagan wasn’t much of a domesticated kind of girl. She’d rather go to a nice restaurant over cooking any day. This was in the bag for me.

  “And if I win?”

  “I’ll do whatever you want to do.”

  My second head kicked in and talked for me. “Anything sexual or anything not sexual?”

  Biting down on her lip, Meagan flashed a sexy smile. “Anything you want.”

  Oh hell yeah.

  “So, if I said I wanted to bend you over, tie your hands to something and fuck you in the ass, you’d let me?”

  Meagan licked her lips. “I’ve never had anal sex before, so I’m guessing you’re going to have to start me with something smaller than this to get me ready.”

  Running her hand over my rock hard dick, I moaned. “And . . . if you . . . win?”

  “You have to give me my own private dance show. I want to see what all those other lucky women got to see when you used to dance.”

  I couldn’t help but smile. There wasn’t anything I wouldn’t do for Meagan. If she asked me right now to do that for her, I would.

  “It’s a deal. Who picks the meal?”

  Meagan lifted her eyes in thought as a warm feeling spread through my body while I looked at her beautiful body. “Melissa.”

  My head pulled back slightly. “Your boss?”

  With a nod of her head and a chuckle, she said, “Yep!”

  I blew out a deep breath as I thought about it. “All right. Then I get to pick who judges.”

  “Fair enough.”

  Meagan was rubbing her foot up and down her leg, causing my dick to throb. “Diana.”

  Meagan laughed like I was kidding. Once she saw I was serious, she stared at me with a look of disbelief. “Your old boss? The owner of the strip club?”

  “Yep. I’ll even ask her if I can use the club if, and that’s a big if, you win.”

  Something passed over Meagan’s face and I knew in that instant, she would be winning this bet, but I’d still be claiming that ass as mine.

  Meagan reached her hand out to mine as we shook. “Deal,” we both said at once.

  “Do I have time to take a quick shower?”

  Reaching around her, I slapped her perfect ass and laughed. “You have about ten minutes.”

  Shortly after Meagan got into the shower, my front doorbell rang. I turned the fire down on the eggs and made my way through the living room, yelling for the quarterback to throw the ball. Still looking at the television, I opened the door and felt someone push me out of the way. Turning, I watched as Claire made her way into my apartment.

  What the fuck?

  “Grayson, I can’t even believe you were with that vile girl last night.”

  It took me a few seconds to figure out what in the hell she was talking about.

  “I mean, I didn’t say anything the first time I saw Meagan at lunch that day. I thought you were just friends. But then to see you with her and dancing with her like you were. I think it’s only right for me to tell you I know her, Grayson. We went to Baylor at the same time and let’s just say, you might not want to be messing around with her.”

  I couldn’t believe my ears. This girl was insane if she thought I’d even entertain her.

  “Claire, you can leave now,” I said as I motioned for her to head back through the door.

  Claire stood with her hands on her hips. “Grayson. I’m only trying to shed some light on this. I’m not angry you stood me up for our date; you had your reasons, although I pray they weren’t Meagan Atwood. She’s a whore.”

  Anger began to build as I tried to remain calm. Before I even had a chance to say something, Claire shot off again. “She was known on campus for giving guys blowjobs. I also heard she had unprotected sex almost every night. Who knows what kind of diseases she is carrying.” A total fake look of horror came over Claire’s face. “Please tell me you haven’t had sex with her.”

  Leaning against the doorframe, I smiled. “Oh Claire, Meagan and I have been having sex for some time now. Hot amazing fuck fests.”

  Anger moved swiftly across her face. “Well, girls like that make guys like you not think clearly. You should be making love to someone, Grayson. Not having, what did you call it?”

  “Fuck fests,” I said with a wink. “And believe me, Claire, I’ve made love to her plenty of times. So, if you’ll take your poor pathetic excuse for a person and get the hell out of my apartment, I’d really appreciate it. I’m actually trying to make breakfast for my girlfriend.”

  Claire swallowed hard. “G-girlfriend.”

  “Hey, Claire,” Meagan said as she strolled over toward me in a long blue T-shirt of mine. “I see some people never seem to step out of the role of bully.”

  With a nervous laugh, Claire looked between Meagan and me. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

  Meagan took a step closer to Claire, causing her to take a step back. “See, Claire, all those years of torture by you and your little flunky friends taught me a thing or two. The first thing, anything that comes out of your mouth is vile. I actually feel sorry for you because you must have had a really shit-filled life to try to make someone else’s life miserable. That’s the only thing I can come up with for people like you.”

  Shooting Meagan a dirty look, Claire lifted her chin. “People like me?”

  “Bullies, Claire. You see, you don’t have to be in elementary school to encounter one. They come in all walks of life, any age, any size, and any color. The difference is now you don’t threaten me because I know who I am and what I’ve always been. I pray that someday when you have a child they don’t encounter someone like you.”

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bsp; Claire opened her mouth to talk but quickly shut it. Turning to me, she shook her head and pushed past both of us and out the door. Shutting it, I turned to see Meagan smiling.

  “Thank you for not believing her lies.”

  I went to talk right as the smoke alarms went off in the kitchen. “The eggs!”

  Meagan and I ran into the kitchen as smoke filled the small space. Grabbing the eggs, I tossed the pan into the sink and frowned.

  With a sexy smile, Meagan walked up to me and ran her finger along my jaw. “I’m still hungry,” she purred.

  Twenty seconds later, Meagan was sitting on the counter as I moved in and out of her body fast and hard.

  Perfect breakfast.

  Meagan

  “EARTH TO MEAGAN.”

  Fingers snapped in my face as I directed my attention over to Melissa. “Are you even listening to me?”

  With a grin, I nodded. “Yes.”

  Melissa cocked her head to the left and looked at me like I was full of shit. “Please. You were off in a dreamland and didn’t hear anything I just said. You haven’t been able to wipe that smile from your face for the last two weeks.”

  Biting on the corner of my lip, I attempted to keep my happiness at bay. “So I’m happy. Is that a bad thing?”

  “Heck no it’s not a bad thing, I’m happy for you, Meagan. I just need you to focus on the task at hand and not drift off into a daydream about your boyfriend. Your rather good looking boyfriend, I might add.”

  The light tap on the door caused Melissa and I both to turn and look at Jennifer. “Meagan, I wanted to remind you of your appointment with Mitchell.”

  With a quick nod of my head, I stood. “Thanks, Jennifer.”

  As I gathered up my notebook and pen, Melissa stood. “How are things with Mitchell going?”

  “Good. If he’s being honest with me, which I think he is. He comes in once a week and it appears things have calmed down at school. The rest of the football team seems to be treating him as a member of the team now.”

  “That’s good news. What about the coach?”

  Stopping what I was doing, I glanced up at Melissa. “The coach is a real asshole and I’d give anything to be able to tell him that. When I asked him to educate his team on the effects of bullying, he practically laughed in my face. Claimed no one on his football team was bullying anyone and if they were, he’d kick their ass. The guy wears blinders to everything that happens.”