The Hockey Captain’s Unwanted Wife (Blair and Grayson) novel Chapter 66

Chapter 66

~GRAYSON~

I couldn’t move.

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Every instinct in my body was screaming to push forward, to bury myself in the heat gripping the head of my cock, but I couldn’t. Not with what I knew now.

“Y–yes,” Blair whispered in the dark. “I am a virgin.”

Hearing her admit it made the whole thing worse. More real. More irreversible.

How was any of this even possible? Blair was with Chase for so many years. And he wasn’t someone that would just wait around to have sex.

“How?” My voice came out strained. “You were with him for years.”

She sighed and I could hear the frustration in her voice that we were talking about this instead of finishing what we started.

“I wanted to wait for marriage.”

Wait for marriage?

She had waited. Through six years of a relationship. Through the pressure I could only imagine Chase would have been giving her over the no sex rule. And her first time was this: a blackout, nothing special. No chocolate, roses, or teddy bear.

Fuck. Her first time should have been under the stars if she’d waited so long. Not like this.

Maybe I shouldn’t continue. Maybe I should stop here. Blair deserved more.

I wanted to ask more questions. Needed to. The questions were racing in my mind while my cock throbbed so hard it bordered on pain, the urge to push deeper so violent I had to plant my fists in the mattress to stay still.

I groaned, forehead dropping to hers.

“Please Grayson,” she begged. “It doesn’t matter that I’m a virgin. I want this.”

Doesn’t matter? Of course it fucking mattered.

“But it’s your first time-”

“I don’t care!” She gasped. “I want you inside me.”

I was about to protest when she squeezed down on my ass and pushed me forward, moving herself beaneath me, trying to get my cock further inside.

“Motherfucker!” I growled as I felt her pussy taking me in further. And that was it. All control snapped.

I pushed all the way in.

The sound she made broke something open in me.

She was tight. So fucking tight the world narrowed to the feeling of her body taking me, inch by inch, until my hips met hers and there was nowhere left to go.

My own groan tore out of my chest, raw and wrecked. For a second I stayed buried, shaking with the effort of not moving, giving her time to adjust while every muscle screamed for me to move.

I could not. I would not hurt her. I would hold back for her.

“Grayson please, I need you-”

Fuck fuck fuck.

That was all it took.

I pulled back and drove in again, harder. For some reason, knowing I was the only man to be inside her made me fucking overjoyed. I couldn’t wait to le

fill her completely.

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The bedframe knocked the wall. Her legs wrapped around me. In the dark I found her mouth and kissed her while I fucked her in deep strokes.

We didn’t stay on the bed.

I pulled out long enough to haul her up with me, still half–blind in the blackout, and put her back against the wall. She gasped when I lifted her, when I thrust back into that perfect heat from a new angle.

Her nails bit into my shoulders. I gripped her thighs and pounded up into her while rain battered the windows and the house stayed dark around us.

Every sound she made fed the next thrust. Every time she clenched around me I lost a little more of the man who had promised himself control.

You feel–‘I couldn’t finish it. There was no word that covered it. I carried her back toward the bed, missed, and ended up over her on the floor with a pillow shoved under her hips and her wrists pinned above her head while I fucked her into the rug.

She took it with broken moans and my name, legs open, body answering every stroke like she had been built for this and only this.

I was past thinking.

Past Lily. Past the arrangement. Past every reason this marriage had started as a transaction. There was only Blair under me, virgin–tight and soaking around my cock, and the single–minded need to ruin us both.

I got her back on the mattress somehow, dragged her to the edge, and stood between her thighs so I could watch, when the lightning allowed, the place where I disappeared into her.

The view nearly ended me. I gripped her hips and drove in harder, faster, the rhythm turning brutal and deep.

Her back arched. Her hands fisted the sheets.

When she came with a cry, the squeeze of her pussy around me yanked the last of my restraint out of my body.

‘GRAYSON! Oh yes!” She screamed. “Yes!”

I buried myself furthest I could go and felt my own release as I came with a groan that sounded like it had been ripped out of me, spilling deep inside her, over and over again.

For a few seconds I felt like I was out of this world. Like we were with the stars.

Then the alarm bells started.

No.

Fuck no.

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