Her smile about blew me away. “No, it felt wonderful, and I might add, I liked your touch of dirty.”
I all of a sudden felt the need to leave this place. As much fun as it was, it hit me where we were. Dancing for Meagan here was one thing but fucking her in a place where so many other women had touched me and I had touched them didn’t feel so great. The guilt quickly swept over me and I tried like hell to push it away. “Let’s get dressed and I’ll clean up a bit and then I want to take you out to dinner.”
Meagan sucked in her lip as she looked away. Placing my finger on her chin, I lifted her eyes back to mine. “Hey, is everything okay?”
Tears pooled in her eyes as she nodded her head. “I’m uh . . . I’m going to go get dressed.”
Watching her walk away, I had the strangest feeling Meagan was feeling the same way I was. The faster we got out of here the better.
Meagan
OH HOLY HELL. I just let my fiancé fuck me six ways to Sunday in a damn strip club. And I liked it. A lot! I’m going to be a mother and I liked getting my dirty on.
I’m going to hell. What kind of mother am I going to be?
Quickly getting dressed, I tried to get my emotions in check. The last thing I wanted to do was break down and tell Grayson about the baby in a stupid strip club! Ugh. The faster we got out of there, the better.
I sat in a chair while Grayson cleaned up. My mind was racing in a million different directions. Why was I feeling this way? I loved what had just happened between us, but I didn’t love where we were. All I could think about was all the women who had put their hands on Grayson in this place.
Ugh. Stop this, Meagan.
I jumped when Grayson put his hand on my shoulder. Squatting down, Grayson looked into my eyes. “Baby, talk to me. You seem like you’re lost in thought.”
Pressing my lips together, I closed my eyes and shook my head. “I think just being here is starting to get to me.”
“Do you regret what we did?”
Snapping my eyes back open, I shook my head. “No! I loved what happened between us. I loved you dancing for me . . . it was hot as hell. It’s just, I don’t like this place. My mind is wandering and I don’t like where it’s taking me if that makes any kind of sense.”
Grayson took my hands in his and pulled me up. “Let’s get out of here.”
My eyes opened to see Grayson picking me up and taking me out of his truck. I had fallen asleep almost as soon as we got back into the truck.
“I fell asleep,” I whispered as I wrapped my arms around Grayson’s neck as he carried me to our apartment.
His chest rumbled as he laughed. “I know. Hot sex wears my baby out.”
Burying my face into his chest, I inhaled a deep breath. I’d always loved the way Grayson smelled. Lying in bed countless nights, I dreamed what it would be like to sleep wrapped up in his arms.
Once Grayson was in the apartment, he walked us to our room. Gently setting me down, he undressed me. Each time he removed a piece of clothing he kissed me softly. This simple act of tenderness had my eyes welling up with tears.
Oh lord. What happened to the days when I would just want hi
m to fuck me senseless? Now I’m standing here like a baby about to cry.
“Do you have any idea how beautiful you are, Meg?”
My head dropped back as I felt tears build in my eyes. Dipping my hands into Grayson’s hair, I pulled slightly while his lips moved across my hips as he pushed my panties down.
Was I dreaming? Was this really happening to me? I never in my wildest dreams thought I could be this in love with someone.
Bringing my head forward, I stared down at Grayson as he worshiped my body.
“Gray,” I mumbled as I fought to the form words to speak. His eyes looked up to mine and he froze.
“Baby, why are you crying?”
Pressing my lips into a thin line, I fought to keep my sobs back as Grayson stood quickly. His hands cupped my face as he searched my face for answers. The love I felt for him was almost overwhelming as I fought to tell him how I felt.