Against the Wall (A Bad Boy Romance)

by Harley Wylde

  Oh, shit. Alpha Grady was an even bigger turn-on than tender Grady had been. It seemed I’d unleashed the beast within, and sick bitch that I was, I was looking forward to whatever came next. He had me creaming my panties, ready to grab his hand and take off. Fuck the food. Who needed to eat when there were mind-blowing orgasms to be had?

  I sighed a little as he dragged me over to the checkout. It seemed our fun would be put on hold just a little while longer. Even as turned on as he was, it seemed that like a typical guy he was thinking of food.

  Chapter Five

  Grady

  She should have never said she was mine because now that’s all I can think about. It’s bad enough my cock’s been hard since the last time I had her, but now the caveman in me wants to mark her to keep all the other assholes away. Moving into her house was supposed to be temporary, just until preppy boy could be sent packing, but now I’m not so sure I want our time to end. I’m going to see just how far I can push her. See if she bends or breaks. And when I’m done, she’ll be ruined for all other men.

  I’ve always been a fuck ‘em and leave ‘em kind of guy, but there’s something about Madelyn that just begs me to break all the rules. I’d never slept with a woman in my arms before, and I had to admit that waking up with her snuggled against me was the best damn morning of my life. At breakfast, I’d wanted to spread her out on the counter and eat her sweet pussy instead of the food she’d fixed, but since she’d gone to so much trouble, I’d behaved myself.

  After we loaded the groceries into the back of the SUV, I helped her into the passenger’s side and leaned in close, placing my lips against her ear.

  “When I close this door, you’re going to shimmy out of those shorts and panties.”

  She gasped and her eyes went wide.

  “Nod if you understand, princess.”

  She slowly nodded and I closed the door, a smirk of satisfaction on my face as I rounded the vehicle and got behind the wheel. I’d gone easy on her so far, not wanting to spook her. But possession was nine tenths of the law, and she’d admitted to being mine. I was more than happy to show her what would happen if I owned her ass. And what an ass it was.

  Her cheeks were burning, despite the fact the windows were dark enough no one could see inside. She was so damn cute. Even though she hadn’t been a virgin, I had a feeling her experience with men was limited. Hell, I wasn’t even certain she’d been with a man before me. Probably one of those boys she hung out with had popped her cherry. Didn’t matter. I was going to own every inch of her before the day was over, and she’d be begging me for more.

  I backed out of the parking space and headed toward her house, planning to make the most of the trip.

  “Spread those legs, princess. Let me see how wet you are.”

  Her legs parted and the tang of her arousal filled the air. Damn but she smelled good. I reached over and ran my fingers along her slit, gathering her cream, before sucking it off. Mmm. Tasty.

  I circled her clit, slow lazy circles that had her legs spreading wider.

  “Oh, Grady. That feels so good.” She moaned and my dick jerked in my pants.

  “Do you know what I’m going to do to you today, princess?”

  She shook her head, her eyes sliding closed as I dipped my fingers into her core before flicking her clit again.

  “I’m going to come in every hole you’ve got, princess, and you’re going to fucking love it. And when I’m done, and you don’t think you can take any more, I’m going to have you again. By the time morning comes, you’ll be sore and thoroughly fucked.”

  “Grady.” She panted. “So close.”

  “Does my princess like that? Do you want to hear about my fat cock pounding into that perfect ass of yours? How you’re going to stretch tight around me? I’ll be balls deep in that ass, stroking harder, faster, and then I’m going to fill you with my cum.”

  She cried out, her pussy clenching my fingers as she rode out her orgasm. Who’d have thought my prissy little princess would have liked dirty talk? I chuckled a little at the fun I could have with her before licking my fingers clean.

  I was harder than a damn fence post and shifted in my seat to alleviate the pressure. Glancing her way, I saw the contentment on her face. Should I push for more and see just how adventurous she was? She didn’t seem like the type to have ever let someone fuck her in a car, and there was only so much I could do while I was driving, but damn if I didn’t want more from her.

  I freed my cock and sighed in relief. Stroking it a few times, I rubbed the pre-cum down my shaft. It wouldn’t take much for me to blow right now. I was an evil bastard for what I was about to ask of her.

  “Why don’t you take that shirt off and free those tits for me.”

  She gasped a little and stared at me. “But… the windows…”

  “Are tinted. Come on, princess. Get naked for me.”

  I heard her swallow and then she slowly pulled her shirt over her head and dropped it to the floor before removing her bra. Jesus but those were some gorgeous fucking tits. I’d been mesmerized by them since the first time she’d stepped out of her house in that damn bikini.

  “Now, why don’t you come over here and give my dick some attention. Up on your knees.”

  She twisted in her seat so that her ass faced the door as she got onto her knees. Her hands crept across the console and then her hot breath fanned the head of my cock. She moaned a little before wrapping those sweet lips around me. Fuck! Her mouth was hot, wet, and fucking incredible. The slurping sounds she made as she sucked my dick just turned me on even more.

  My fingers tangled in her hair and I held her still as I thrust upward, shoving my cock to the back of her throat. She swallowed like a damn pro and it was like a dam broke. I started coming, hard and long, fucking her mouth with almost frantic strokes until every last drop of cum was drained from my balls. My eyes nearly crossed and I barely stayed on the road.

  “You okay, princess?”

  She nodded and smiled at me. “Are we going to play more when we get home?”

  “Baby, you’re lucky I didn’t pull over and fuck you over the hood of the car for everyone to see. You’d better break world records on putting away the cold stuff when we get home, because I plan to have you in the kitchen the moment you’re done.”

  Her eyes dilated and I knew she wanted that as much as I did. Who’d have ever guessed that under that pristine surface was a naughty girl just waiting to break free? No one could have been more perfect for me, and I was going to make damn sure she stayed by my side forever. I’d get her so addicted to my cock she wouldn’t be able to go a day without it.

  At the house, I pulled into the garage and closed the door before we got out. She might be perfection, but it didn’t mean I wanted the entire neighborhood to see her. I carried the bags inside for her, and Madelyn quickly put everything away. She trembled a little when she was finished. “You’re really going to take me in the kitchen?” she asked.

  “Anyone ever spread you out on the counter to feast on that sweet pussy?”

  She shook her head. “I’ve only been with one guy before and he just wanted to do it the regular way.”

  My eyebrows arched. “Missionary?”

  “Yeah. It… he didn’t last very long. It was over almost as soon as it started.”

  I prowled a little closer. “Are you telling me I was the first man to give you an orgasm?”

  “Only you.”

  “Oh, baby. You shouldn’t have told me that. Knowing that I own that piece of you just makes me want more.”

  She reached out and traced over my muscles. “You can have any part of me you want, Grady. Anytime. Anywhere.”

  Holy fuck!

  With a growl, I lifted her onto the counter and pushed her legs wide apart. I sank to my knees and stared at the perfection of her pussy. She was still wet, her clit still hard. Knowing how much she wanted me was enough to make my cock hard again. The pleasure-seeking bastard was going to
have to wait, though. I wanted her screaming my name before I filled that pussy.

  I lapped up her cream before spearing her with my tongue. I loved how tight she was and couldn’t wait to get inside of her again. I sucked her clit into my mouth and lashed it with my tongue. Madelyn tensed and cried out as her hips bucked. I drew on the nub long and hard before tongue fucking her again. I sucked, licked, teased. She was writhing on the counter and chanting my name when I finally made her come with a scream that damn near rattled the windows.

  She lay panting and spent as I rose to my feet, my jeans still pushed down around my hips. I stripped off my shirt and pulled her ass closer to the edge of the counter. The head of my cock bumped her clit once. Twice. Three times before I slid inside of her fast, hard, and deep. She cried out and her pussy clenched down on me.

  “What does my princess want?”

  “I want you to fuck me.”

  I drew out slowly and thrust back in, slowly feeding her all ten inches of my cock. “Like that?”

  “No.” She whimpered. “Faster. Harder.”

  I gripped her hips and gave her a pounding she wouldn’t soon forget. She screamed out my name twice more before I came inside of her. I had some primal need to mark her with my cum and stayed buried in her warmth to make sure none of it escaped. We hadn’t discussed birth control and fuck me if I cared right then. The thought of her swollen with my child almost made me come again.

  I wanted that. I wanted her.

  I pulled out, kicked off my jeans, and lifted her into my arms, carrying her upstairs. When we got to the bedroom, I laid her out on the bed and admired her sexy curves. My cum dripped down her thighs, but she didn’t make a move to wipe it away. I climbed onto the bed with her.

  I’d barely pulled her into my arms before she was already asleep. It seemed multiple orgasms had worn her out. I’d let her rest a while, and then I’d take her again. I hadn’t lied. She was going to be sore tomorrow, every step reminding her that she was mine.

  Chapter Six

  Madelyn

  Grady had completely rocked my world the last few days. I hadn’t heard another peep out of Bradley, and I wondered if he was too damn scared to face off against Grady. Which meant the moment his truck wasn’t parked in front of my house anymore, Bradley would come around again. I didn’t know what the hell I was going to do. I wanted Grady to stay, and not just because of Bradley. I was falling for him -- hard. I just wasn’t sure if he felt the same way about me.

  I watched across the pool as he finished off the deck. It looked amazing, and I had to admit he was very talented with his hands -- in more ways than one. He stood and stretched, and I drooled a little. No one was sexier than Grady. And damn if he didn’t know it. He didn’t act conceited or overly arrogant though, not like you’d expect of someone who looked like a Greek god. The way he touched me, it was almost like he was afraid I’d disappear sometimes. Other times, he took me with a force that left me breathless and wanting more.

  He put his tools away, checked on me, then disappeared out the back gate. I’d told him that he could store his tools in the garage, but he didn’t want to make a mess. Hell, as far as I was concerned, he could make a work space out of the unused space out there. If he stayed, if I could convince him I wanted forever, then I’d surprise him with a work bench either in the garage or I’d have a new building added to the property just for him. There was room near the garage in the space designated for a boat or RV, neither of which I owned.

  I heard something in the house shatter and I took off, worrying that Grady might have gone through the front door and hurt himself. I went skidding to a stop just inside the kitchen, looking at the broken shards on the floor, but there was no sign of Grady. Thankfully, there wasn’t a drop of blood either.

  “Grady!” I called out, tiptoeing around the mess to look for him.

  Another crash sent me running to the family room, where a bookcase of movies had been knocked over. What the hell? I tensed when I felt a presence behind me, and it didn’t feel like Grady. I spun and my eyes widened when I saw Bradley. He held a syringe of something in his hand and advanced on me.

  “What do you want?” I demanded, in a tone that wasn’t as steady as I would have liked. But damn if I wasn’t scared shitless. Where was Grady? No way he’d have let Bradley slip past him.

  “We’re going to have a little time to ourselves. No one will find that stupid boyfriend of yours anytime soon. I gave him a shot of this and dragged his ass into the bushes.” Bradley smirked. “Bet you didn’t think I was that strong.”

  “You’re a spineless coward is what you are. You’re not man enough to take Grady face to face. You know he’d have pummeled your ass.”

  Something dark crossed his face before he grabbed my arm and hauled me closer. There was a prick as the needle went in and I cried out as he plunged the liquid into my body. Everything spun and my legs gave out. I opened my mouth, but nothing came out, and I couldn’t move my arms or anything else. It was horrible! I was awake and knew everything that was happening, but I was unable to fight back. What had the bastard given me?

  He lifted me into his arms and carried me upstairs. At least he wasn’t taking me to some unknown place, where Grady would have a hard time finding me. Tears streaked my cheeks as he carried me into what had been my old bedroom. I guessed he didn’t know that I’d moved into my parents’ room. He didn’t even bother closing the door as he gave me a sinister smile and started stripping out of his clothes.

  After being with Grady, Bradley seemed small and weak, even if I was at his mercy. His muscles were almost non-existent and his dick was just damn pathetic. If I’d been able to speak, I’d have told him as much. He started to remove my bikini, but something stopped him. He froze, tilting his head as he listened. Then the sinister smile was back and he pulled off my swimsuit top. He was reaching for my bottoms when Grady staggered into the doorway, a murderous look on his face.

  He leaned against the doorframe and shook his head, letting me know that I wasn’t to tell Bradley about his presence. My heart raced as Bradley fumbled with the strings on the bottoms of my swimsuit. Grady seemed to find his balance and he prowled into the room, as silent and graceful as a panther. He pressed the end of his gun to Bradley’s temple and my attacker froze, his eyes wide with fright.

  “It’s going to take more than that to knock me out, you stupid fucker.”

  A very feminine whimper escaped Bradley and the stench of urine filled the room. Had he seriously just pissed his pants? I wanted to laugh, but whatever he’d given me still had my body unresponsive.

  “You kill me, and you’ll go to jail,” Bradley said. “My father…”

  “I don’t give a shit about your father. What you don’t know is that I put surveillance cameras in every room in this damn house a few days ago. Which means I have you on camera hauling Madelyn up here, and I think it’s going to be obvious what you planned. There are also cameras outside, which recorded you trying to knock my ass out.”

  Bradley paled. “I’ll give you whatever you want. Money. Cars. A new house? It’s yours. Just name your price.”

  “Is that how you got out of it all those other times? You bought their silence?” Grady demanded. “Guess what, fucker. I can’t be bought.”

  Grady threw a blanket over me. I opened my mouth to thank him, but not much came out.

  “It’s okay, princess. The cops are on the way and once this asshat is taken care of, we’ll get you checked out.” There was a hardness in Grady’s eyes as he stared at Bradley. “And this time, the asshole isn’t going to get away with attacking you.”

  Relief flooded me. Not only that Grady had arrived in time, but that Bradley would have to pay for his crimes this time. He’d gotten away with too much in his life. I had no doubt his family would try to keep things as quiet as possible so their precious name wasn’t tarnished, but I hoped Bradley’s face was plastered over all the main news stations so everyone would know what he really
was.

  When the cops arrived, they requested an ambulance since I still hadn’t gotten complete control of my body and voice, even though I could now move my fingers and toes. Grady handed over the tapes proving that Bradley had intended both of us harm and had broken into the house. I had no idea if they were originals or copies. The officers thought that the District Attorney would be very appreciative of the footage and said someone would be in touch.

  The ambulance arrived and the EMTs checked me over. Grady wouldn’t let them near me until he’d cleared the room and put my top back on and made sure my bottoms were secure. Even then, he hovered, watching every move they made. If they touched me in a way he deemed inappropriate, he growled at them and gave them a look that nearly had them scurrying out of the room.

  By the time they convinced him I needed a hospital, my voice was slowly coming back. I still couldn’t move much though. The doctor in the ER said I needed to stay overnight for observation, which pissed Grady off.

  “Why are you so mad?” I asked.

  “I don’t like seeing you hooked up to all these machines. I could have taken care of you at home.”

  I smiled, liking that he called it home. Now that Bradley was gone, we’d have to discuss our relationship. For now, I was just going to enjoy the fact he was staying close and watching over me. He stretched out in the recliner by the bed and glared at anyone who came near me. It was sweet. No one had ever watched over me like Grady did. I just hoped he was up for doing it long-term.

  “Thank you for coming after me,” I told him.

  “It was my job, right?” His jaw tensed.

  “Is that all it was?” I asked softly. Had the last few days not meant as much to him?

  “I’m a guy from the wrong side of the tracks and you’re practically royalty.”

  “What’s that supposed to mean?”

  “You think I didn’t do some research on you the last several days? I know your mother is related to the president. You’d have found a way to hand Bradley his ass without my help. All you had to do was make a phone call.”