Page 6 of Grim's Gem

“You wear glasses?” I ask breathlessly as he bends and attacks one of my nipples. Fuck, if I had more than one night with him, I would demand he wear those glasses as he pounds into me from behind.

“Mostly contacts, but yes, I have glasses,” he says, moving to the other breast and giving it attention. I rest my hand on the back of his head and throw my head back as he bites down. I moan so long and loud I'm surprised no one comes in to check on us. As he stands to his full height, I get my first good look at him, completely naked.

Oh-my-fucking-lanta. His dick is pierced.

Fuck. Yes.

“You have your dick pierced?” I ask, not taking my eyes away from his anaconda and its little nose ring.

“Yeah, lost a bet,” he grunts when I take hold of his cock and slide my finger over the bar at the head.

“Lost a bet? You bet on getting your dick pierced? What bet and who did you lose to?” I chuckle in surprise.

“On the Ol’ Ladies in the club and who/what they will get into next. I lost one, but you should see how many Grease…” He stops mid-sentence and then growls. “Scratch that. You will never see how many bets Grease lost.” He attacks my mouth while I still have a hold of his cock. He reaches his finger down, slipping it through my drenched pussy.

“Oh… yeah, I'm gonna need you inside me. Now,” I tell him, falling back on the bed and spreading my legs.

“I need to taste you,” he says, kneeling in front of me. I grab him by the arms and pull him over me instead.

“Next time. I’ve read a lot of books about piercings. I want to know what it feels like. Gray, show me exactly what that piercing can do.”

And oh my lord, he does. All night, at least four times, he wakes me up with his mouth and then rubs that metal bar on my G-spot until I can't take anymore. I, for one, am in favor of that piercing. If I was president, I might just make it mandatory for men to get it… maybe. It might be too good.

Chapter Five

Grim

I groan, rolling over and wondering how the fuck my cock can still be hard. I took Jade over and over again. I’m actually kind of scared to look down at my dick. As much as I worked it last night, I’m afraid there might be a carpet burn or something. Then again, my Jade was fucking soaking wet every time I took her. Damn, just remembering that last time, with her tongue on my nipple, has me smiling and reaching to pull her to me.

“WHAT THE FUCK!” I yell into the room when I reach out and don’t touch my woman. I waste no time flying from the bed, only putting on boxers before running toward the common room. Maybe she got hungry and went to the kitchen? Maybe she went to find the women? I don't know where the hell she is, but I will spank her ass for leaving me when I find her.

“Hey Grim, oh holy fuck,” Halle says, stopping in her tracks when she sees me storming through the clubhouse.

“Where is she?” I ask, stomping around.

“Where is who?” Halle asks, looking over my chest.

“Better question. Where the fuck are your pants?” Loki asks, coming up behind Halle and placing his hands over her face as he reaches behind his back.

“Pull a knife on me right now, Loki, and I’ll use it to slide through your gut,” I warn him. He stares me down, but then I open my mouth to explain. “My woman is missing. I’m going to spank her ass.”

“Oh, she isn't missing. She left about forty minutes ago,” Halle supplies, trying to move her head and peek around Loki's hand.

“FUCK,” I roar, turning and heading back to my room. I’m going to find her. Fuck, how do I find her? I didn't ask her last name or anything. I need to talk to Halle. If she doesn't help me, I’ll go to Comp. I don't know what else to do. I know she works with hair. She has the smoothest dark skin I’ve ever felt or seen. Her golden eyes could see straight into my soul. I swear she fucked me so hard I lost the ability even to remember I had a brain, much less use it. I’m gonna have to sort my shit out if I have any hope of getting to work today. Speaking of work, my cell rings as I pull my cut over my black t-shirt.

“Dr. Adams, we need you to come in. Dr. Lester and Abcott both called out sick. You're the only doctor we got,” the nurse says as I pick up the phone.

Well fuck, it looks like my plans with my woman will have to wait. I rush to get dressed before hauling ass out of the room and heading for Comps' office.

“That's right, Wildflower. That one right there,” Comp says softly to his daughter Paisley. I smile at the tone he uses only with the kids. Rome is beside Paisley, looking at whatever game they are playing on the computer.

“You're doing so good, Paisley. You're the best at this game,” he says, encouraging her.

“You can't lie to me, Rome! I’ve seen you play. You're way better.” Paisley narrows her eyes at him. He gives her a sheepish smile before I clear my throat, interrupting.

“What's up, brother?” Comp asks, his tone gritty once again.

“I need you to get me everything you can on Robby Mullins,” I say stiffly, thinking about how I found Jade on the side of the road, her clothes ripped and shredded. Fuck, I'm still pissed.