Just One Reason (19 page)

He shut his eyes tightly, and I took that as my cue to continue.  Sliding his jeans and boxers down, his erection sprang free, and I briefly ran my hand over the hard length of him before pushing his pants down the rest of the way.  He stepped out of them and kicked them away.  Grady stood before me naked and I was still fully clothed.

I pushed him backwards until he sat on the edge of the bed, and then I slowly peeled off my sweater and jeans.  There, that was much better. 
Settling back on my knees between his legs, I ran my hands up his thighs and over the soft skin of his cock.  Grady’s head fell back and he gripped the comforter on either side in his hands.  Leaning forward, my hair falling in a curtain around my face, I took the tip of him in my mouth and sucked ever so gently.  Grady hissed out a breath between clenched teeth, and I knew I was doing something right.

Swirling my tongue around the head of his cock I drew him deeply into my mouth.  I took him as deep as I could, but I still needed to use my hand on the base of his cock.  Finding my rhythm I alternated between licking like he was a
delicious ice cream cone and sucking him deep while pumping him with my fist.

“Jesus Fuck, Lindsay!”  Grady groaned, his hands leaving the bed and tangling in my hair.  He
gently guided my head to the pace he wanted, and very soon he was tugging my head back.

“I’m going to come, Linz,” he breathed.  I didn’t stop even when he tugged again.  I wanted the full experience
, and I wanted him to have it too.  When he realized I wasn’t going to stop, he called out, “Shit, Lindsay!” as he spurted hot and hard into my mouth.  I continued to suck and lick until he was done and took my hands to pull me up.

I stood before him in my blue lace bra and panties, and he wrapped his arms around my waist and pr
essed his lips to my stomach.  “I love you too, Lindsay.  So much.”  And for the next hour he returned the favor and showed me just how much he loved me.

***

Having worked up an appetite, we dressed - me in my underwear and Grady’s t-shirt and him in a pair of pajama pants - and ate our dinner on the deck.  The sky was clear and we could see the stars if we looked straight up through the trees.

“So, you’re back to work on Monday?”  Grady asked me.

“Yeah, for the next two months until Leah is back.  Then I don’t know what I’ll do.”

Grady cleared his throat and said, “You know, you don’t have to work if you don’t want to.  I’m doing well at the
shop.”

I motioned to the house behind us
. “I can tell.  And that’s a sweet offer, and I already know I don’t
have
to work.  But I want to.  I can’t just sit around forever doing nothing.  And…it’s not like I’ll be having any kids to take care of.”

I looked over at Grady and asked the question I was afraid
might be a deal breaker for him. “You do remember me saying I can’t have kids, right?  Is that going to be a problem for you?”  Please don’t let it be a problem.  Please.

His answer was so quick
that I didn’t doubt his sincerity.  “No, Lindsay.  That is absolutely not a problem for me.  I want you just the way you are.  Besides, we could always adopt if we decide we want kids in the future.  Taryn is adopted, and look how great that turned out.  We’re still young and don’t even need to think about that yet.”  He had a point there.  I relaxed back into my chair and enjoyed the rest of our night together.  The first of many in this house.

Grady

“Come on, Linz.  Get your ass out here.  We were supposed to be there ten minutes ago,” I shouted from
outside of her bathroom door.

“I just need three more minutes, Sweet Cheeks,” she called back.  Jesus Christ, not another stupid nickname.  I fell backwards onto her bed - might as well get comfortable.  Three minutes in Lindsay time was equal to
at least fifteen minutes of normal time.

It was Halloween
, and we were meeting everyone at the pub for their annual costume party.  The last six weeks had flown by, probably because Lindsay and I had spent every available minute together.  We both worked during the day, but spent most nights at my house.  The weekends were reserved for hanging out with Leah and Josh or Lana and my dad or doing touristy shit, like wine tasting and hiking to the falls at Watkins Glen.

We were still on track for Lindsay to move in with me in January, and she was slowly but surely furnishing every room of the house.  It made me happy to walk in and see her style reflected everywhere.  And she was equally concerned with making sure the house suited both of us.

Many evenings over dinner we talked about what Lindsay wanted to do once she was finished working for Lana.  I threw out ideas that she inevitably shot down, and the only thing she knew for sure was that she didn’t want to be a lawyer.  That was her career track before she moved here, and I couldn’t see her doing it any more than she could.

The one thing she kept coming back to was nursing.  It had been one of my suggestions, and she had originally blown it off.  But recently she had mentioned it more than once, even going so far as to schedule a visit to the nursing program at the local college.  That was happening
tomorrow, and I was going with her.  But right now, I needed to get her out of the bathroom and down to the pub.

I was so lost in my thoughts I hadn’t realized the bathroom door had opened until I heard the sound of heels tapping on the wood floors.  Tilting my head up
to see the secret costume she refused to let me see before, I nearly swallowed my tongue.

Lindsay was
standing in the doorway, one hand on her hip and the other stretched up against the doorjamb.  My eyes started at her toes and slowly swept up her body.  She was wearing bright red high heels and white fishnet stockings.  Even though she wasn’t more than 5’2” tall, her legs looked miles long.  Probably because her skirt was almost indecently short.  Her dress was a white sexy nurse outfit with short sleeves and buttons down the front.  The skirt was full and way too short.  Her light blonde hair was curled and fluffed and topped with a little white nurse’s hat.

“What do you think?”  She asked
, turning a full circle and shaking her butt at me.

When I regained the ability to speak I said, “I think you’re not leaving the house like that.”  Lindsay rolled her eyes and came over to where I was still laying on her bed.  She straddled me and
pressed herself down on my raging hard-on.

“It’s just a costume, Grady.  From what Leah told me about this party I won’
t be the only one showing some skin.  And,” she said, trailing her fingers down my chest and rocking her hips against mine.  “Think about how much fun we’ll have later playing doctor when we get home.”  Oh, I was definitely thinking about that already.  But I was also thinking about all the other guys at the party who would be thinking the same thing.

“Come on.  We’re already late,” Lindsay said
, pulling me off the bed.  Now it was my turn to roll my eyes.

We took her car
instead of my bike, because Lindsay was taking Ford’s costume with her.  Apparently he had lost a bet and Lindsay got to choose his costume for tonight.  Like me, Ford never dressed up for Halloween.  Partly because he was working and partly because he just didn’t do it.

But tonight he would be dressed as some sort of cowboy judging from the supplies Lindsay had in her bag.  I patted my pocket to make sure I had my phone.  There was no way I was going to
miss taking a picture of this.

The pub was already packed, but Leah and Josh had secured a high top in the back corner right next to the bar.  Leah’s mom had
Maddy for the night, and she was taking full advantage of it judging by the number of empty glasses already on the table.  Lindsay was right about the mass quantity of sexy costumes.  We passed angels and devils, schoolgirls and cheerleaders, and even a showgirl.  Leah was dressed as a sailor, and I really hoped her boobs stayed in her dress tonight.  It was questionable at the moment the way she was drunkenly leaning over the table.

I kept my arm around Lindsay’s waist as I ushered her through the crowd.  She might not be the only sexy girl here tonight, but she was my sexy girl.  And there was no way in hell I was letting anyone else touch her.  I couldn’t stop them from looking, but touching I could take care of.

“Ford!”  Lindsay yelled down the bar.  As he made his way down to us, Lindsay pulled out a cowboy hat, a pair of cowboy boots and a belt with a huge silver belt buckle.  Ford took one look at what she set on the bar and turned to walk away.  Lindsay skirted around the bar and grabbed a handful of his shirt.  “Oh, no you don’t.  A bet’s a bet, big guy.”

As much as he wanted to, I knew Ford wouldn’t back out of a bet.  So, under Lindsay’s direction he replaced his shoes with the boots, put the hat on his head, the belt around his waist, and took off his shirt.  He looked at her expectantly
. “Where’s my shirt?”

Lindsay smirked and said, “What shirt?”  At his murderous expression she laughed
. “Come on, Ford.  I’m helping you make killer tips tonight.”  And judging by the sudden swarm of drunken girls to the bar, she was right.

Ford brought over two beers for Lindsay and me, but she pushed hers towards me.  “Can I have
a water instead?”  She asked.

I pulled her close to my side. 
“Of course.  You feeling all right?”  She had been complaining of headaches all week, and I was worried about her.  I wanted her to go see a doctor, but she kept putting it off.

She rested her head against my shoulder.  “Yeah, I’m fine.  My stomach’s just a little unsettled and I don’t feel like drinking tonight.”  She tweaked my nose with her finger.  “And don’t you drink too much.  I want you sober for what I have planned for you
later.”

“
Mmmm…Ford!  Two waters down here,” I yelled.

Ford took his time getting back to our end of the bar, stopping to serve everyone
along the way.  Lindsay sat on an open bar stool while we waited and I stood behind her, caging her in with my hands on the bar on either side of her.  I passed the time waiting on Ford by nibbling on Lindsay’s neck and ear.

Ford was finally serving the two girls next to
us, or one of them at least.  The girl sitting right next to Lindsay had flaming red hair and was wearing a short black dress with cat ears and a furry tail.  She was turning on the charm, trying to get Ford to serve her friend.

“Come on.  She forgot her ID, but she’s definitely twenty-one,” she said, batting her eyelashes.  But Ford wasn’t paying her any attention.  He was glaring at her friend, a petite brunette dressed as a schoolgirl, complete with short plaid skirt and pigtails.  The cost
ume was not helping her cause.

Ford set a beer down in front of the cat lady and said, “I’m not serving her without ID.”  The redhead continued to argue with him, while her friend looked embarrass
ed and tried to drag her away.

“I’ll just give you mine and come back for another,” the redhead whispered to her friend.  Unfortunately she was a little too drunk already to whisper quietly enough, and Ford heard her.

He slapped his palm down on the bar and leaned toward the brunette.  “If I see you drinking anything other than water or soda, I will not hesitate to throw your ass out of here.”  She almost looked like she was going to cry before she successfully pulled the redhead away with her.

“Geez, Ford, lighten up,” Lindsay said.  Ford gave her a dirty look and then rolled his eyes at me when I gave him a silent warning. 
It wasn’t Lindsay’s fault he had a stick up his ass.

There was a local band playing, and usually Lindsay loved to dance.  Even when no one else was dancing
she would pull me up with her.  Her carefree spirit was one of the things I loved most about her.  But tonight she didn’t feel like dancing and just wanted to sit at our table.  Leah was smashed by midnight, so Josh dragged her home before she passed out.  Thanks to Lindsay’s costume choice, Ford’s tip jar was overflowing and he was filling drinks nonstop.  Right after Leah and Josh left I caught Lindsay stifling a yawn.

“Okay.  Time to go,” I said, helping her dow
n off the tall chair.

“Are you sure?  It’s still kind of early.  We can stay,” she said half-heartedly.  I shook my head and led her out to the car.  She was already keeping some clothes at my house, so I didn’t bother stopping at Lana’s to pick anything up.  By the time we pulled in my driveway she was sound asleep. 
So much for making use of the sexy nurse costume.

I carried her inside and helped her undress.  She barely woke up as I pulled one of my t-shirts over her head to sleep in and wiped off her makeup with a wet washcloth.  I carefully folded her costume and put in on a shelf in the closet.  It would make an appearance again soon; I
would make sure of it.

After making sure the doors were locked and the lights downstairs were off, I changed into my pajama pants and slipped into bed.  Pulling Lindsay to me, I kissed the top of her head and whispered, “I love you
,” before drifting off myself.

My arm was asleep when I woke up in the morning from Lindsay laying on it all night.  She must have slept like the dead, because she hadn’t moved an inch all night.  Checking the time
, I saw we should probably get up and going if we wanted to have time to eat breakfast before leaving for the nursing school visit.

“Lindsay,” I whispered, gently cupping her face in my hand and rubbing
my thumb over her bottom lip.

“
Mmmm,” she murmured and just snuggled closer.

I chuckled and shook her gently.  “Lindsay, it’s time to get up.”

She rolled over and stretched her arms over her head, arching her back, which pushed her tits up front and center.  What a way to wake up.  I reached under her shirt and ran my hand over her flat stomach and up to cup one breast in my hand, rubbing her tight nipple with my thumb.

“
Mmmm,” she moaned and arched farther into my touch.  Pushing her shirt up I took her other nipple in my mouth, sucking and teasing with my tongue.

“I wish we didn’t have to get ready yet,” I said befo
re moving to her other breast.

She held my head to her
chest and said, “We do need to take showers.  It would save water to shower together…”  Oh, yes.  A girl after my own heart.

She scrambled off the bed and squealed when I slapped her ass.  I chased her into the bathroom and was met at the door with my toothbrush already dressed with toothpaste.  Lindsay had a serious paranoia about morning breath.  We brushed side by side at the sinks while t
he water heated in the shower.

My pants and her shirt hit the floor on the way from the sinks to the shower.  The steam from the hot water was already f
illing the room.

“Sorry about falling asleep on you last night,” Lindsay said leaning her head back into the stream of
hot water.

“No worries,” I
said, my lips already on her neck and my hands on her hips.

“
Mmmm,” she murmured while her hands slid over my wet slick skin.  She grabbed my ass and pulled me tight to her, my cock pressing against her stomach.  This was the only time when our height difference was a disadvantage.  A problem easily solved.  I reached down to pick her up and she wrapped her legs tight around my waist.  Barely a day had passed since we had started our relationship back up that we didn’t have sex, and I still couldn’t get enough of her.  All she had to do was look in my direction and I was ready.  Lindsay was rocking her hips, rubbing her clit against my cock.

“Fuck, Linz,” I groaned and moved so I could slide inside her.  She was always so tight and we fit perfectly together.  One of my hands braced against the shower wall, whil
e my other arm wrapped around her waist to hold her up so I could thrust deeply.  She swiveled her hips faster, urging me on.

“Grady!”  She cried out, her head falling back against the wall and her nails digging into
the back of my neck.  The sharpness of her nails in my skin sent me over the edge and I thrust twice more before coming inside her.

We stayed wrapped together for a few minutes while our bodies calmed and our heart rates evened out.  She pressed a sweet kiss to my lips
, and I said, “That definitely made up for last night.”

Lindsay raised an eyebrow and smirked at me. 
She unwrapped her legs from around my waist and slid her body down mine.  “Oh, I’m not done yet,” she said taking my cock in her hands.  She winked at me when she felt me go hard again.