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The feel of his cum shooting inside me has my brain melting as the buzz in my ass continues, and I drop back onto the bed, burying my head into the comforter as Grayson keeps thrusting inside me, slowly.
By the time he pulls out, I’ve lost track of the time, day, and year. I’m a blubbering mess, sticky and wet and utterly lost to the pleasure he gave me.
“Fuck, baby. That was so hot,” he murmurs, softly shifting me onto my side.
“Mhmmm,” I mumble, every thought fucked out of my head.
Grayson laughs, wrapping his arms around me to pull me onto his chest. “We need to use that toy more often.”
I nod, mumbling into his chest.
Definitely.
I lift my head to look up at my boyfriend—almost fiancée—and find the only words left in my brain. “I love you.”
His smile does things to me I can’t explain and he leans in to press his lips to my forehead. “I love you too, angel. And I can’t wait to marry you.”
He dips down, brushing our lips together, before we’re pulled apart by three knocks on our door, our eyes widening at the sound.
“Get your dick out of her,” Gabi’s voice is clear throughthe door. “I need to talk to Rosie.”
Grayson groans, burying his head in his hands. “I’m going to fucking kill her.”
LEILA AND AIDEN
Chapter 7
“I miss you, mommy.”
My heart breaks into a million little pieces, and I press my lips together to stop the sob from leaving my lips.
“I miss you too, baby,” I say to my beautiful three-year-old daughter.
I hear her mumbling, and some footsteps, and then my mother is back on the phone.
“She went to play,” my mom tells me. “She reminds me so much of you at that age.”
I let out a laugh. “She’s so much cuter,” I reply, picturing my daughter’s sweet face in my mind. She has my green eyes, and her daddy’s light brown hair, and cute, pink, chubby cheeks that I want to pinch all the time.
“No seas tonta,” my mother says. “My daughter has always been, and still is, very beautiful.”
A smile pulls at my lips. My mom and I had a long journey to get to where we are today. It wasn’t always easy, and it took a lot for us to finally be in a good place, but I couldn’t be happier with how our relationship is.
Growing up, I was always trying to catch up to her, always wanting to please her, to make her be proud of me, but it never worked. She always had something negative to say, a new trick to help me lose weight, or the latest diet she’d heard from a friend. She was never happy with how I looked.
It took a lot for me to finally stand up to myself and make sure she knew that what she was saying was unacceptable.
And yet, she still wasn’t completely perfect. When Aiden came over to our house to meet my parents, he was a little nervous. It was so adorable. I couldn’t stop smiling the whole time. This big, 6’6” basketball player that had the whole school in the palm of his hands was nervous to meet my parents.
He was shaking the whole plane ride there, constantly asking me questions about them, as if they were going to quiz him.
But when we finally got to my house and he noticed my mother watching us a little too closely—or not so subtly swapping out my food for healthier options—his nerves vanished.
He stood up for me, telling my mother off without ever raising his voice. That’s something I admire about Aiden, he never loses his cool or lets anger take control. He’s sweet and loves making people happy, but the moment someone hurts someone he loves, he won’t stand for it.
That was a real wake-up call for her. She finally realized how much she had been hurting me, and since then, she’s tried her hardest to accept me, no matter my dress size. So, hearing my mother call me beautiful now brings a tear to my eye.
“Ay, Dios mío,” my mother says, her voice rising. “Nova, put my porcelain plate down right now.”
