Chance Encounter - Jerry Cole Page 0,55

before stripping me. “I need to taste you.”

Within seconds, his mouth was wrapped around my cock, bobbing up and down as I gripped his hair. It was getting longer, sexier. I came in his mouth too fast, dropping back in exhaustion. “Lay back against the pillows.” I scooted back to the pillows, watching as he dropped his pants. Gray moved forward, sliding into my mouth as his cock hit the back of my throat.

I moaned as he slowly fucked my mouth, allowing me time to adjust. “I’m going to fill you, Hayden. I’m going to fill you, and then you’re going to fuck me hard.”

“Yes,” I replied, moving with him, needing his release. My cock was hard again, needing to be inside of him. I tightened my mouth, urging him to move faster with my hands on his ass. He let out a low groan, thrusting hard as my head was forced back onto the pillow.

When he came, I felt his hand on me and cried out. “Need to be inside of you.” He turned to offer me his ass, nearly falling over. I reached into the drawer for lube, jerkily covering my cock before squirting it on his ass. I gripped his hips, driving myself inside of him as he cried out. “I love you,” I breathed as I moved, watching him grip the sheets. I moved hard, first slow then fast.

I came a moment later, falling over him as I sucked in my breath. We toppled to our sides, gasping for air. “We’re not moving for the rest of the night.”

“Nope,” I replied, closing my eyes. “That was epic.”

“Perfect date night,” Gray said as we smiled at each other. We fell asleep there, naked with clothes all over the place. We didn’t care.

Chapter Twenty-One

Gray

It was back to normal in the house all too soon. I worked the days that Hayden was gone aside from taking care of Gram and Ava if needed. The girls still worked opposite shifts, so one of them would be home with her. I covered if Becca needed to get anything done that was complicated with a toddler.

Other than that, I worked. Hayden got a new schedule that included Friday and Monday off, with Sundays depending on if they had an event or not. He offered to help with the planning, even extending that to being there.

“You’re a perfectionist,” I teased him over dinner the Saturday before their first wedding. It was smaller and easy to plan, but he was going in for a portion of it.

“I am. I’m also the manager,” he reminded me, grinning. “I know she could do it on her own, but I just need to know it goes well. This is the future of the theater, so that a good review would be better than a bad one.”

“You'll be off for dinner. Right?” I asked as he leaned in for a kiss.

“Always.”

I did some work while he was gone for three hours, arriving at Gram’s house in his work clothes. “How was it?” I asked as he gave us all a thumbs up.

“It went perfectly. The catering was flawless, even though it was a small crowd. Everything was great when I left, and the party should end around seven. They’re leaving for their honeymoon tonight.” He smiled, and Becca hugged him. “We have a side business, Becca.”

“Is the planner happy with the job?” She asked as he nodded.

“That’s great news,” Gram said as she set a pot roast on the table alongside a massive plate of veggies. There was another plate piled high with rolls, and a fruit salad besides that. “Help yourselves.”

We sat around the small apartment, eating heartily. Ava even shoved bite after bite into her mouth, making her mom’s smile. Jackson and Amy curled up on the couch after dinner, holding hands as they talked close together.

“What are you hiding over there?” I asked as Amy blushed.

“Um…it’s early yet, but I’m…pregnant.” Her face turned red as Becca and Mari screamed, scaring Ava. Gram stared at her and Jackson with tears in her eyes. Becca hugged Ava before they rushed the couple to take turns squeezing Amy.

“Hey. She’s pregnant,” Jackson said as the girls laughed.

“We can hug her. Nothing will happen,” Mari told him, hugging his wife again. “When are you due?”

“Late March,” she told us as Jackson grabbed her hand. “It’s early, but I can’t keep it from you. I feel great, so things should be fine.”

“Do you want a boy or a girl?” Becca asked,