Just One Reason (14 page)

Grady

When I was done with work
I had called Josh and found out that Lindsay was already at the hospital.  I closed up the shop early so I could get to the hospital before she left.  Maybe we could grab some dinner and talk.  But when I got there she bolted out the door like the place was on fire.  Clearly she was avoiding me.  One way or another I was going to get her to talk to me.  She wasn’t getting out of this that easy.

I had never held a newborn before, and at first I was afraid I would break her.  She seemed so small and fragile.  After a few minutes though
, I relaxed and enjoyed holding the tiny pink bundle in my arms.  I really did look forward to being a father someday.  That is if I could get Lindsay to talk to me.  She is the only person I could imagine as the mother of my children.

Once I had rocked
Maddy for close to an hour and endured Leah’s play by play of the birth (God, please wipe these memories from my mind), I left Leah and Josh alone with their daughter.  My first instinct was to go to Lana’s house straight from the hospital, but on second thought I decided to swing by my house for a quick shower and a change of clothes.  Then I headed on to Lana’s house.  When I pulled into my dad’s driveway to park my bike, I saw Lindsay’s car next door.  Good, she’s here.

I was halfway up the walk when my phone r
ang.  “Hey, Ford,” I answered.

“Dude, your girl is down here at the pub, and she’s trashed.  I think y
ou’d better come get her.”

I frowned.
“Lindsay?”  I didn’t know who else could be “my girl”, although that wasn’t exactly Lindsay’s title at the moment.

“Yeah.
  You got another girl I don’t know about?  And don’t even think about saying Shelley,”  Ford said sarcastically.  I rolled my eyes even though he couldn’t see, and said I’d be right there.  Lindsay must have walked to the pub.  I eyed my bike but decided to walk too.  If she was trashed, it would be better for her to walk home than try to hold onto the back of my bike.

Ford wasn’t lying.  Lindsay was wasted.  I could tell the second I sat down beside
her and she smiled at me.  She didn’t even flip her hair in my face one time.  For an hour I listened to her talking, while I made her eat and drink water.  She seemed to be happy drunk and not so far gone that she would feel it in the morning.  Obviously we wouldn’t be having any serious conversations tonight like I had hoped, but at least I could be here to take care of her.  At the moment she was babbling something about how she was beating Ford in some contest.

I didn’t really follow what she was saying until she threw herself at Ford and said, “Thanks, Ford.  It’s too bad I’m hopelessly in love with Grady, or I would take you home in a second and…”  I didn’t let her finish that thought.  No way did I want to hear what she would do to Ford.  But I did like hearing her say she is hopelessly in love with me.

She ran back to whisper something to Ford.  It must have been good because he conceded that she had won their contest, whatever the fuck it was they were competing about.  I would have to ask him tomorrow what the hell that was about.

We successfully walked back to Lana’s without Lindsay throwing up or falling over.  I think the food had helped.  She seemed much more sober than when I had arrived at the pub.  The plan was to get her inside and into bed.  Since Lana and my dad were out of town, I could sleep in the guest room so Lindsay wasn’t alone tonight.  But Lindsay apparently had other ideas that didn’t involve sleeping when she leaned forward to kiss me.  I sure as hell wanted to kiss her back, but
she was drunk.  And I didn’t want her doing anything she would regret in the morning when she was sober.

I
caught up her wrists and tried to gently push her back.  “Lindsay, you’re drunk.  And there’s a lot of shit between us that…”  She interrupted the rational and practical words that were coming out of my mouth.  Lindsay reached her arms around my neck and grabbed my long hair in her fists, tugging gently to get my attention.  It wasn’t necessary.  She always had my full attention.

“Shut up, Grady.  I want you.  And I know you want me too.  I’m not that drunk, and all that other shit…we can deal with that tomorrow.” 
That was a persuasive argument.

She
crushed her mouth back to mine, and I continued to resist at first.  But when she sucked on my lower lip and lightly scraped her teeth across it, my resistance crumbled and I pulled her up against me.  She tasted like beer and honey.  It was an intoxicating combination.  We were a tangle of arms and legs as I took the keys from Lindsay and attempted to unlock the door, all the while kissing her lips, her neck, her shoulder.  One hand snuck up her shirt to caress the warm soft skin of her lower back, while I tried to get the key in the lock with my other hand.

After f
inally unlocking the door, I kicked it shut behind us and carried Lindsay with her legs locked tightly around my waist to the stairs.  In the dark I stumbled forward so Lindsay landed on the steps, but I caught myself before falling on top of her.  Lindsay tightened her grip with her legs and rocked her hips against my erection, moaning at the intimate contact.

“Christ, Lindsay,”
I swore tearing my mouth from hers and ripping her shirt off over her head.  Her bare skin was soft and creamy.  God, where to start?  I dropped my head and suckled her nipple through the thin silky fabric of her bra, causing her head to fall back with a thump against the stairs.  My right hand reached up to cradle her head against the hard wood of the stairs as I continued to lavish attention to her perfect breasts.

Apparently I was moving too slowly, because Lindsay raked her nails down my
biceps and whispered harshly, “Fuck me, Grady.”

I
inhaled sharply through clenched teeth and looked into her eyes for just a moment before picking her up and going the rest of the way up the stairs.  Sounds like sweet innocent Lindsay learned a few things during our time apart.  It felt like I had been punched in the gut to imagine her with other guys, so I pushed it out of my head and vowed to give her a night she would never forget.

Somehow we made it up to
her bedroom leaving articles of clothing in our wake.  I tore off her bra while we were still on the stairs and shoved her skirt and panties to the floor when we reached the hallway.  My shirt hit the top of the dresser and slid to the floor.  Lindsay fumbled with the button on my jeans before getting it loose and drawing the zipper down.  When her hands slid down the length of my cock, I swore.  She had definitely learned a few things, and I had to stop her unless I wanted to come in her hands.  I’d waited five years for this.  I wasn’t about to let it end in two minutes.

I picked Lindsay up and tossed her on the bed, immediately following to cover her body with mine.  She was impatient and urging m
e closer, wrapping her legs around my hips so my cock was already poised at her entrance.  Slipping my hand between us I ran my fingers through her soft folds to make sure she was ready.  She was.  So ready.

I
rested my face against her neck and groaned, “You’re so wet…and tight.”  Her hips rolled, urging me on as I pushed two fingers inside her and rubbed her clit with the pad of my thumb.  Nothing about me was gentle and loving right now, and Lindsay seemed to be loving every second of it.

“Grady!” 
She gasped. “I need you inside me.  Now!”  So glad that I always kept a condom in my wallet, I pushed off Lindsay to find it.  In record time I tore it open and rolled it on before my hips settled back between her thighs, the head of my cock resting once more against her entrance.

Lindsay
gripped my ass to urge me inside, but I held back, even though my forearms on either side of her head were trembling and the muscles in my back were tight with restraint.  I had to make sure this was what she wanted.  Lindsay opened her eyes to see what was taking so long, and her eyes softened when she found me gazing at her.  Her bright blue eyes were full of emotions - pain, desire, hurt, love.  I knew she would find the same in my eyes.

My
body was aching to be inside her - I couldn’t stop myself from pushing into her ever so slightly, but my heart was afraid to risk again.  Just like I knew she would change my life the first time she turned those fiery blue eyes on me, I knew that tonight would change everything.  For better or worse, I didn’t know.  As if she knew what I needed, Lindsay framed my face in her small hands and pulled me down for a slow deep kiss.

“Grady, please,”
she begged me.  I shut my eyes tightly against the voice in my head warning me against letting her get too close again and entered her in one fast thrust.  As much as I knew this was probably a bad decision, for both of us, I could never refuse anything Lindsay asked of me.  We both cried out and moved together fast and furiously, racing to release.  Lindsay got there first, screaming out my name when her body started to quake around me.  It wasn’t long before I came too, thrusting one last time before collapsing on top of her.

When
I got up to dispose of the condom, I didn’t know if she would want me to stay.  Well, too bad if she didn’t.  There was no way I was leaving her tonight.  I climbed back into bed, pulling Lindsay into my arms and pulling the covers over us.

“I love you, Grady,”
she whispered against my chest right before she fell asleep.  Hopefully she would still feel the same way in the morning.

It was still dark when I was awakened by soft kisses along my shoulder and up my nec
k.

“
Mmmm,” I moaned and stretched against Lindsay’s soft naked body, which was curled around me with one leg draped across both of mine.  I was already hard.  Just being in the same room with Lindsay was a turn on, let alone sleeping naked in bed with her.  She ran her fingertips from my chest down my stomach, my abs clenching from the feather light teasing touch.  Before her hand reached its destination I flipped her over on her back.  I had let her hurry us along earlier, but this time I was taking my time.

I had missed her body and I wanted to explore every inch of it. 
Grasping both her wrists in my right hand I stretched her arms over her head and held them there.  Lying slightly to the side so I didn’t crush her with my weight I rolled one nipple and then the other between my fingers.  Lindsay whimpered and arched her back when I drew one into my mouth, sucking deeply and nipping lightly with my teeth.

The hand not holding her wrists trailed between her breasts and down her stomach.  Lindsay raised her hips slightly anticipating my touch, but instead I moved my hand over her hip and down her leg.  She groaned
and wiggled in frustration and I chuckled.

“Patience,” I murmured in her ear before kissing her neck.

I released her wrists to move down between her legs, nudging them apart with my shoulders.  She drew her knees up and I positioned her feet wider on the bed so she was completely open for me.  Lindsay’s hands gripped the sheets on either side of her body and her hips strained to get closer to me.  Starting at her knees I kissed and licked my way slowly up her inner thighs.  She was so beautiful and perfect, and I inhaled her heavenly scent.  When I licked in one long stroke from her entrance to her clit, she nearly jumped off the bed.

“
Aaah, Grady!”  She screamed and her hands left the sheets to fist in my hair.  I was really glad I had let my hair grow long.  Lindsay’s hands in my hair and her breathy moans let me know what she liked.  Plunging my tongue inside her, I mimicked what I would be doing shortly with my cock.  Then I ran my tongue up her center to circle her clit, pausing every now and then to suck it lightly into my mouth.

“Oh, God.
Grady.  Don’t stop,” Lindsay begged me.  Her legs were quivering and I could tell she was close.  Pushing two fingers inside her, I sucked her clit harder this time.  She screamed and pulled my hair so hard it was almost painful.  But I didn’t care.  She could pull it out for all I cared.  When her body calmed I gave her one last lick and crawled back up to lay next to her.  Lindsay turned her head to smile at me and then moved to straddle me.

“Now my turn,” she purred sexily.  I gripped her hips, ready to guide her down on me when I
suddenly remembered something.

“Lindsay, I don’t have any more condo
ms,” I groaned in frustration.

She shrugged one shoulder.  “It’s okay
.  I’ve got it under control.”

I breathed a sigh of relief.
  She lifted herself up and positioned my cock right where she wanted it.  In one quick motion she sank down, taking all of me in one thrust.  I hissed out a breath between my teeth and held her hips still for a moment.  Otherwise this would be over real soon.

When I was sure I wasn’t going to blow, I released my grip on her hips and she started to move.  Lindsay on top of me, naked, the moonlight streaming through her hair took my breath away.  She braced her hands on my chest and rode me hard until she cried out and her body clenched around my cock.  I grabbed her hips again and thrust upward three more times before coming inside her.  My first time with Lindsay and right now were the only times I had ever had sex without a condom, and it was
amazing.  Lindsay was amazing.

She collapsed on top of me and we fell asleep like that with me still inside her.  When I woke up again it was almost 6:00 am.  I needed to get to the shop and
get my work done so I could leave early again this afternoon.  Come hell or high water, Lindsay and I were going to get our shit straightened out - tonight.