Total pages in book: 101
Estimated words: 98255 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 491(@200wpm)___ 393(@250wpm)___ 328(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 98255 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 491(@200wpm)___ 393(@250wpm)___ 328(@300wpm)
“I could suck these all day long.” Grant pressed his face against the mounds.
Aria moaned as he pinched one nipple, then the other, only to cover them afterward with his lips, sucking each hard bud. She couldn’t think nor focus, nor did she want to. He’d taken over her mind and she didn’t want to fight. Giving into Grant felt like a freedom she had never experienced. There was no stopping it.
Another moan escaped and then his hands started to move down between her thighs. He hesitated and she knew he was waiting for her to tell him to stop or do something, but Aria didn’t say a word. This was different. Grant was different. She had never felt this way with anyone else, and she trusted him.
Staring into his eyes, she felt him flick the button of her jeans. The sound of the zipper echoed around the room, and then his palm pressed against her pussy.
****
Grant ran a hand down his face as he walked Wanda past his brother’s garage, and then headed toward the outskirts of town. Pulling out his cell phone, he found Maddie’s number and dialed. For several rings he waited, and then, when it went to voicemail, he hung up, only to dial again.
He wasn’t going to give up that easily. He waited. Finally, after the third time attempting to call her, Maddie picked up.
“Grant, how are you doing?” she asked.
“What’s it like taking things slow?”
“What?”
“You know, dating.”
“Is this about Aria?” Maddie asked.
“Yeah.”
“Why are you asking me for dating advice?”
“You’re my friend. That’s what friends do, right? They ask shit like this.”
“Yeah, but I’m a woman. Why would you ask me about taking things slow? I’m assuming you mean sex.”
“I mean everything.”
He heard her sigh. “Why don’t you just call Bull?”
“Not happening. I’m not asking that son of a bitch for anything.”
“Grant, I don’t know what’s going on, but—”
He was about to tell her about the danger she was in. To ask her a whole bunch of questions for her to see the obvious. Bull was protecting his family.
This was Maddie. She’d already been hurt. He couldn’t do that to her, even though he and Maddie didn’t exactly see eye to eye about a lot of things. The fact he bullied her for years when they were growing up was a big problem, but they had managed to form a friendship. At least he believed they had, and he was very protective of that.
“I’m not asking Bull for relationship advice,” he said instead of scaring her. “I’m asking you. Why do I have to ask my brother?”
“Because you’re talking about sex.”
“And you’re trying to tell me you don’t like sex?” Grant asked. “You’ve got a kid, and I know you guys didn’t bump hips once to make little Lindsey.”
“I’m not talking to you about this.”
He sensed she was close to hanging up.
“Wait, okay, just wait.” He sighed. “Do you think … do you think I’m a good catch?”
“I’m not following.”
“Do you think Aria would go for me?”
Maddie was quiet. Too quiet.
“Maddie?”
“Grant, ugh, this is … yes, I think Aria would go for you, but you’ve got to not be a dick, like you were to me all those years.”
“I won’t be.” He’d never hurt Aria. He was no longer a dick to prove himself. That shit had ended along with risking his life at the club to save Maddie.
His old man had been dead a long fucking time, and he didn’t have to impress that asshole. Habits were hard to end, but this was one he was determined to get rid of.
“Look, I know I hurt you all through high school and the shit I said was wrong, and I can understand why you never, ever want to see me again, but I am a changed man. I’m not that guy. I was never that guy. Shit happened, and I’m so sorry.”
“Grant, you don’t have to keep apologizing, I forgive you.”
“You do?”
“Yeah, of course. I think I made that clear when that guy, er, Julio was beating the crap out of you and I thought you were unconscious. I realized then that you were my friend and I cared. Besides, you’re also my brother-in-law.”
Grant snorted.
“Will you and Bull … be okay?” Maddie asked.
“I don’t know what we’ll fucking be. I’ve got to go.”
“Grant, wait, if you and Aria want to take things slow, then just … it should be easy. You know. If you’re with someone you care about, then everything comes naturally.”
“It does?”
“Yeah, it does. I promise.”
“Thanks.”
“No problem.”
Grant pulled his cell phone away from his ear and hung up. He didn’t know what it was but chatting with Maddie always relaxed him. He felt calmer than ever before.
Stopping near the Carnage sign, he stared out at the main road. As a kid, he had often come here. Most of the time after taking a beating. It was only rare that his dad forgot about not attacking the face. When that happened, Grant would lie and say he got into a fight with some out-of-town asshole or something. No one questioned him.