Free Forbidden Love (Forbidden Trilogy) by S.R. Watson

Vanessa is a fleeting memory. I forget that we’re on the side of the highway for a second until a trucker honks his approval.
    “Grayson people can see us,” I say, trying to push him away.
    “Hmmm, they can,” he says slipping a finger between the fabric of my panties. “You’re wet love. I think you secretly like the idea. Well, your body does anyway.” I slap his shoulder in mock exasperation.
    “We’re not going to give the entire city of Los Angeles a peep show,” I giggle.
    “Well not the entire city,” he grins wickedly as he inserts a finger inside me. I clinch around his finger. “Let’s get you home baby before I’m tempted to fuck you right here. I know you’re not ready for exhibitionism yet.”
    “What do you mean I’m not ready yet ? Are you into that?” Holy shit.
    “Let’s discuss it at a later time. You’re getting my dick excited at the possibility.” He nudges his erection against my hip for emphasis. “Just know, I plan on showing you what it feels like to orgasm in public. Nobody will be the wiser, but the risk will make your orgasm just that much more explosive,” he promises.
    My mouth gapes in shock. He truly is a freak. Could I ever be that bold with him? “Come on, I’ll get you home so you can do those homework assignments you needed to do.” When we get back to the condo, I think he is going to drop me off, but he surprises me by coming up. When we walk in, Jordan is cuddled up with Trevor watching television, but she lifts a questioning eyebrow at me. Grayson and I head straight to my bedroom.
    “Are you hungry? You didn’t get chance to eat anything?” My stomach picks this time to answer with a growl and he laughs. “Rest baby, I’ll be back.” He pulls back the covers on my bed and I don’t argue. Between the marathon sex and confrontation at his parents’ place, I’m feeling a little tired. I remove my boot and dress before crawling into bed. It doesn’t take long for sleep to take me.

    When I wake up, the sun has set and Grayson is next to me in the bed reading the Los Angeles Times . The soft light from the bedside lamp gives me an award-winning view of his hard lines etched to perfection. He’s not aware that I’m awake yet so I get to stare at this beautiful specimen sitting in my bed. His attentiveness and affection have taken a complete one-eighty. This man owns me completely. I hope he doesn’t shatter my heart because broken is not even an option at this point. He would do irreparable damage.
    He turns and catches me ogling him. “Eye fucking me again, babe?” He smiles as he pulls me to him. “I cooked you lunch, but you were asleep by the time I finished so I just let you sleep.”
    “You cooked? Where was Jordan?” This can’t be good if she got her nosey hooks in him.
    “It was fine baby. I asked if it was okay for me to use the kitchen. Trevor stuck around for a bit. I found ingredients to make chicken fajita wraps so he ate before leaving. Really nice guy. Jordan and I were able to bond over our common interest of cooking. We had a nice long talk about my past and my feelings for you. I think we turned the corner. You have a really good friend in her. She really loves you and has your best interests at in mind” he laughs. “She laid down the law and told me that she will have my balls if I hurt you again. I’m not really an open book about things that are personal, but I felt that it was important for her to understand my actions. No excuses baby. Just wanted to impart my own personal struggle to be a better man for you. For us.”
    I don’t know what to say. I’m speechless over the extent he is taking to clear the path for us. He understands how important she is to me. This makes me love him even more. “Thank you for that. She is very important to me. I want the two most important people in my life, besides my parents to get along.” My relationship with my dad is a strange one. We don’t talk as much since he’s busy