Forbidden Love (Forbidden Trilogy) (10 page)

“I’m going to fuck you now baby. I will not be gentle or slow. I’ll make love to you later, but right now my dick is so hard for you. This will be pure unadulterated fucking.” As promised, he plunges into me and I slide forward from the force. His punishing strokes have my legs trembling and my sex clinching as I take all that he is giving me.

I watch as his bicep muscles flex as he holds me in his strong embrace. Sweat beads down his face and chest as he works me over. He puts my legs over his shoulders to get deeper and holy hell. This new angle has me stretched to capacity. I grab his ass to push him further still. “Fuck,” he screams as he continues his relentless stroke. I’m so glad Jordan’s gone. “You’re fucking milking my cock baby. So damn good.” He grabs my hair and pulls as he finds his release. This is enough for me to come with him. We are both spent.

“That was incredible,” he says while pulling me in to cuddle.

“Yes,” is the only comment I can muster.

“Sleep now love.” We cuddle and everything is right in the world. I fall asleep content that I have a man that truly loves me.

Sunlight filters through my curtains, bringing with it a new day. Today is my long day, but I welcome it. It’s funny how a little sex, okay a lot of sex, can give you a renewed sense of purpose. I can hear my shower going so I know that Grayson is still here. My alarm hasn’t gone off yet so I know we have some playtime. I think I’ll join him in the shower. My sore limbs and nether region protests this idea as I make a move to exit the bed. I smile at the memories of how I got this way.

My insatiable desires are crushed by Jordan’s voice on the other side of the door.

“Liam, wait!” Too late. He opens my door and I quickly cover myself with the sheet.

“Get up lazy bones. I thought maybe we could grab a bite to eat and ride into school together,” he says jokingly. Jordan and I exchange worried glances, but he misinterprets our concern. “Siobhan, I’ve seen every inch you. There’s no need for modesty. Shower and get dressed so we can stop at that bakery you love so much.” It is at his mention of a shower that he looks toward the bathroom. He hears the shower cut off and realizes that I’m not alone. His face ashen as he balls up his fists. Jordan grabs him by the hand in an effort to lead him out of my room, but he doesn’t budge.“Liam, let’s talk later. I can meet you in the cafeteria after my third class,” I plead.

“Who is he?” His eyes are piercingly hard as he walks toward me. Just then Grayson steps out of the bathroom, clad in only a towel.
Holy hell. Shit just got real.
Droplets of water bead down his chest and he looks like a wet dream. Even Jordan does a double take. The initial confusion on his face indicates that he had been oblivious to the scene unfolding out here in the bedroom. He processes the situation instantly and growls at Liam’s proximity to me. Especially while only a sheet separates my nudity.

“You’re fucking our professor? You give me shit and you’re banging the god damn professor?” He yanks on his hair as he backs away from me, shaking his head in disgust. “Is that how you earned that A you got in the class, by being his whore?” My jaw drops at the absurdness and venom that is spewing from his mouth. Grayson rushes him and pins him against the door. I squeal in fear that Grayson is going to beat the shit out of him.

“First off, she’s no longer my student you little fucking punk. Don’t be mad that you couldn’t keep your infinitesimal dick in your pants and she moved on to someone better.” Liam squirms against his grip, but his attempt is futile. “You call my girlfriend a whore and actually think I’m going to let you walk out of here? Apologize now motherfucker before I beat the snot out of you.” Jordan is smiling from ear to ear at Liam’s predicament.
Unbelievable
. Grayson’s towel is hanging on by a thread now and I know I must step in and do something before his junk makes its debut to these two. I wrap the sheet tight around me and hobble my way to where the two men are posted against the door.

Liam is intent on being a tough guy. “Get the fuck off me. I will have your job, you predatory sick fuck.” I slide my hand in between the two men and try to pry them apart.

Grayson is temporarily distracted by my appearance in their scuffle. He glances down at my bootless leg and frowns. This momentary preoccupation that I’m bearing weight on my ankle allows Liam to aim for a sucker punch. I see his intent and try to stop him.
What the fuck was I thinking?
While Grayson is looking down, I step in the direct path of Liam’s fist— thinking he would halt his attempt. I misjudged the quickness of his swing. A crushing blow lands on the side of my face and I’m falling. It all happens so fast. Jordan is screaming now and is at my side within seconds. Excruciating pain radiates through my jaw, causing tears to fall heavily. There is no saving Liam now. “I’m going to kill you motherfucker!” Grayson booms. He is all fists as he unleashes his fury at Liam. I’m still on the floor, but I plead with Jordan to stop Grayson. Liam is in a ball now taking the punishment Grayson is serving up. Jordan jumps on his back from behind in an effort to still his murderous hands and their assault.

“Please stop Grayson. You’re scaring her. I know this ass wipe deserves a beat down, but your girl needs you more.” I’m crying harder now because I don’t want him to get in trouble over me. Surely Liam knows that I’m not a whore. He, of all people, knows that. He was speaking from hurt and anger. I know the feeling. I’ve been there. Grayson takes a moment to process Jordan’s words before reluctantly getting off of Liam. He walks over to me and scoops me up before wiping my tears. “I’m sorry baby,” he whispers, still breathing hard.

Anguish crosses his handsome face as he studies mine. I can feel the bruise starting to form. He glances Liam’s way with contempt and I hug him tighter. I don’t want him to go back and finish the job. Liam finally gains his footing. Sorrow is in the depth of his eyes as he visualizes me literally in the arms of another man.

“I’m so sorry Shiv,” he says. He dejectedly walks out the door. The alarm on my phone picks this time to ring, signaling I should be getting ready for class. Jordan leaves now to give us privacy. Grayson caresses the lump forming along my jawline and flinches.

“Grayson, it’s okay. I’ll be alright,” I say reassuringly.

“But it’s not all right. That little cunt put his hands on you,” he spits.

“It wasn’t intentional. He was trying to take a swing at you. I know that he wouldn’t purposefully hurt me.”

“Are you defending him now?” He asks in shock. “If calling you a whore and accusing you of sleeping with me for a grade isn’t purposefully being hurtful, I don’t know what is.”

He couldn’t be more right. “You’re right baby and no I’m not defending him. I just don’t want you to get into trouble with the university. Truth is, I’ve never seen him behave this way and it’s my fault. I hurt him and I don’t know what he is going to do about it.” Grayson sits us on the bed. He lifts my chin so that I’m looking him in the eyes.

“You don’t owe him shit. You weren’t his girl. I didn’t steal you away. His lack of realization that he had a gem was his fault, not yours. You gave him a chance over what…five or six years? He blew it. It doesn’t matter what my profession is. We’re two people who were meant to find each other. He left the door open for me baby when he snuck out to play with the unworthy. And for that, I’m grateful.” He kisses my bruise softly before finding my lips. The kiss is tender and nurturing, seeking confirmation that things between us are indeed okay. I return his kiss to show that we are more than okay.

“I have a class to teach baby, but are you still going in? Maybe you should rest for today.”

“Nonsense. Nothing a little concealer won’t fix. Besides, I have homework to turn in and quizzes to take,” I smile.

“Okay, just take it easy. Can I see you tonight?” And just like that, his wicked perversion is back. The gleam in his eyes tells me where his thoughts have wandered.

“Sure, today is my long day though. Why don’t you come over around seven or eight. I’ll have Jordan cook us something truly gourmet other than my grilled cheese.” He laughs at my offer.

“I’ll call when I’m on the way. Don’t go through any trouble on my account. I can eat whatever. Especially when you’re going to be the dessert,” he winks.

I sit here in the cafeteria watching the other students interact. I’ve pushed my uneaten pizza aside, unable to eat. It’s been two weeks since the incident with Liam and he has managed to avoid me like the plague. I don’t like these unsettled feelings between us. I still care about him as a friend. Although, I don’t feel as though I owe him an explanation about my relationship with Grayson, I can’t stand how we left things. Grayson has been away on business for this past last week so I feel alone. I glance at the time and note that I have fifteen minutes before my last class. Since having my boot removed yesterday, I’m able to get around much quicker. I dump my uneaten pizza in the trash, grab my messenger bag, and head to my finance class.

Professor Gradney is busy writing today’s objectives on the board as I take my seat with three minutes to spare. Little attention is given to my note taking. Instead I doodle Grayson’s name and let my mind wander to what he could be doing at this moment. It must be quite a feat to divide his time between Michaels’ Enterprises and teaching. His dedication to giving back through sharing his business knowledge makes him even hotter. I hold on to this piece of info in my quest to be unselfish when I’m missing him so much. Class ends and I’m determined to find a way to keep my mind busy.

I’m actually looking forward to margarita Monday. By the time I make it to our arranged meeting spot at the library, Jordan is already sitting on the stairs. She is talking away on her cell, so she doesn’t notice my arrival. She nearly jumps out of her skin when I sit next to her.

“What the hell Shiv?” She places a hand on her chest in exasperation. “You can’t sneak up on people like that.”

“I didn’t. You were so wrapped up in your conversation you didn’t see me. Who are you talking to anyway?”
As if I can’t guess.
She and Trevor have been joined at the hip lately. I’m happy to see that she has someone special. And it doesn’t hurt that she has been open minded about my relationship with Grayson.

“Whatever,” she blushes. “Trevor, I’ll call you tomorrow. Tonight is girl’s night,” she says ending her call. I tease her for a bit before we make plans to stop at the liquor store on the way home.