Sweet Billionaire Stepbrother(27)
We only had this one night.
My heart filled with love and pain, mixing together like a lethal cocktail that would eventually kill me, and yet, given a choice, I’d do it all over again.
After having this, no man can ever compare. I’d always have this night.
I never wanted to forget a single detail.
It was bittersweet. Just as I discovered the man of my dreams, the man I loved and wanted me too, I found out that we could never be together. It shredded my heart to pieces.
Grayson leaned in and licked up the droplets spilling from my eyes.
“Baby, please don’t cry. I’m so sorry . . . I thought you—”
“Nothing happened with Seth. I told him no. He dropped me home shortly after that.”
“Then why did you let me . . . God, Layla, I was a selfish prick. I wanted to mark you, to erase any other man. I couldn’t stand the thought of anyone else—”
I placed my hands on either side of his face and kissed the tip of his nose. “You were the first, Grayson.” Not that I’m sorry.
“Shit, if I’d known, I wouldn’t have taken advantage of you. I would have taken it slower.”
“I wanted it. I wanted you. It was perfect.”
“You’re right. It was.” With the back of his hand, he slowly traced the outline of my face and down my chest to circle a nipple. My thighs clenched as heat built up between my legs again. “Perfection is you, Layla.”
He pushed the hair back from my face and stared into my eyes; what I saw there took my breath away.
“I only want what’s best for you. And it's not another man.”
My breathy voice was hardly above a whisper. “Yeah?”
“Yeah. It's me, sweet Layla. I’m the man for you.”
Sweet Billionaire Stepbrother Part 2
1: Grayson
Now I’ve had her, I couldn’t get enough of her. This had never happened to me before. Usually once I pulled out of a woman, I was done. I’d get my gear back on and leave as quickly as I could without being rude.
With Layla though, I wanted to stay. I wanted to breathe her in, feel her softness melting into me, look into her gorgeous eyes. Make love to her stunning body. Stay inside her all night long.
I wanted to captivate her mind and her heart just like she had mine.
She hadn’t argued when I told her I was the man for her.
“Oh, Grayson.” Her voice was raspy and full of emotion. Her eyes softened and she pulled me down for a kiss. Gentle, but the passion in her lips couldn’t be mistaken.
Did it mean she agreed? Would she let me be her man?
I sucked her lower lip into my mouth. I didn’t want to think of the implications of that statement, but I had no doubt in my mind that it was true.
But first I had to take care of her. I rose from the bed and padded to the bathroom. I found a washcloth, ran it under the hot tap and wrung out the excess water.
When I returned, Layla had turned onto her side, hugging a pillow.
“On your back, sweetheart. I need to clean you up. Be a good girl for me.”
She smiled shyly as she turned and spread her legs. Blood and my cum seeped from her * and onto the sheets. Gently I wiped between her legs, kissing her thighs as I finished my task.
“Thank you, sweet Layla,” I whispered, nearly choking on the words. It was the most precious gift any woman could give a man.
Her eyes shone brightly as she nodded her head.
I lifted her naked body into my arms and made my way to the door. She was my woman now.
Layla slipped her arm around my neck. “Where are you taking me?”
“To my bed. So I can take care of you properly.”
She sighed contently against my chest.
“Thank you. I’d like that.” She planted a soft kiss in the crook my neck. God, even that one small act made my dick harden again. It wanted inside of her, it couldn't until she was ready, but it had too.
“I’m going to hold you and cuddle you while you fall asleep in my arms. Would you like that?”
“Oh yes,” she said, her smile growing wider. It made me happy to take care of her and I loved that she wanted it too.
I kicked the door open and with the help of the moonlight filtering through the open window, I lifted the covers and placed her gently on my bed. Opening the drawer of the nightstand, I found anti-inflammatory painkillers and shook two from the container. I fetched a glass of water and held it out to her.
“Take these, sweetheart. Will help you sleep better.”
“Thank you, Doctor,” she teased.
She sat up and did as instructed.
“Such a good girl,” I said as I leaned in and kissed her. I had to hold myself back from going to town on her and sucking on those luscious nipples that were clearly happy to see me. “Fuck, have I told you how gorgeous you are?”
Giggling, she lay back against the pillows. “Only a thousand times tonight. I might just start believing you.”
“Believe it,” I said. “And my cock agrees.” I shook my stiffened dick at her. “See what you do to me?”
Her eyes widened as much as her grin. “I do that to you?”
“You sure do, baby. If my cock had its way, it would be inside you all night long.”
She chuckled softly and held her arms out to me. I crawled onto the bed, eager to feel her naked skin against mine.