*****WARNING*****Graphic sexual content below. Reader discretion is advised.
Greyson Page walked hand in hand with Lisette through the street lit town of Alexandra talking easily as if they had done this many times before. They arrived at his small white house across from the Community Garden and as his keys jingled in the lock a yipping came from behind the door. The puppy was ready to greet them. With a chuckle he opened it and let Toffee out because he knew full well the little dog was desperate by now “Here she is….she’s better at not running off now.” He looked up at Lisette with fascination and adoration “You came home with me…” He said in awe like she was an unexpected gift from the universe.
Toffee made a beeline for the grass out front and did her business and then came wagging and yipping back and put her little paws up on Lisette sniffing excitedly at the new person.
Lisette walked with Greyson as if they had done it every day for years now. She looked at the house and giggles with the ball of fluff raced outside to do her business. Then she as investigated and she looked down. “Aren’t you just the most adorable girl?” she leans down and offers her hand to sniff before petting the puppy.
Greyson smiles at Lisette connecting with Toffee “You know her brother Taffy no doubt. Did Sasha tell you about his amazing doggy detective adventure that brought these little puppies to us all? If he hasn’t told you I will hold off because he loves to tell it. He’s a very fun sweet guy for my Paige. Come on in both of you.” As he opens the door again Toffee does run in, mostly because she’s hoping for a treat. Greyson will step out of his shoes at the door and then out of the way so Lisette can come through. It is messy but messy with the life of a family. There are a collection of girls shoes and toys and drawings mostly pirate and flying themed. The couch is small and has a pair of child sized striped pajama pants hanging over one arm as well as what looks like one of those wooden model DaVinci type flying devices. On the coffee table are an assortment of books and hand drawn pirate maps. It’s actually not unclean, just cluttered and lived in. On the walls are family pictures, some with a redheaded woman and only 2 or 3 girls and then later 4 girls with Greyson and no woman after Audrey passed away. There’s also some tasteful framed art prints, many in the Pre-Raphealite style and era with dramatic looking women in nature scenes or floating in water, many of them red haired figures. Greyson walks to the cupboard and gets Toffee a few little biscuits “You made it outside….no pee on the carpet….good girl.” He washes his hands and then looks at Lisette “Can I offer you a drink? Tea? Water? We mostly make tea in this house..” He confesses “Coffee in the mornings but then tea. I even have iced tea made both black tea and a fruity herbal one.”
Lisette laughs lightly, watching little Toffee run in the house. “I have met Taffy, yes. It seems to be one of Sasha’s favorite stories, and I have to admit it’s a good one And he absolutely adores your Paige.” she comes in and looks around, making note of the pictures and clutter. Now that the puppy is safely in the house, she addresses his earlier words. “Of course I came home with you, Greyson. I … it feels right.” she looks around again. “Your house is wonderfully lived in, so I won’t have to waste time writing a report.” she tells him as Toffee gets her treat. “Tea, please. Iced?” she moves through the kitchen to the back window and looks out of it at the dark back yard before she turns. “This is a tiny house. I do love tiny spaces. You could fit my entire apartment into this place.” she grins and moves, standing beside the dining room table, almost shyly.
Greyson laughs about it being one of his favourite stories and then looks sweetly at her “It feels right to me as well. Unexplainably so.” He defaults to the black tea with lemon and honey and pours two glasses. “Glad you don’t have to report me.” He jokes back. “Yes it’s small but itworks as it seems my two oldest were ready to move out.” He offers her the glass and then gestures to the couch. “Tell me about yourself Lisette. Well whatever you want to tell me.” He grins. “No pressure.”
Lisette takes her tea and moves to the couch. She sips at it and looks at him. “I’m the youngest, and my family is very … Catholic.” she fingers the rim of her cup. I know not every Catholic upbringing is stiff or staunch, but I felt like mine was. My parents and, especially my sister MC … she had this … bigger than life feeling. Like some kind of … avenging God angel in combat boots.” she laughs a little at the thought. “None of us was Catholic enough for her. It was sort of … smothering.” she drinks again. “Then I met Brendan and he was even more alienated from the church than I was.” she grins. “He was halfway through high school when I was starting. His family had moved to St Pierre thinking he needed more Catholic …” she sighs and sips again, realizing she would make this more about Brendan if she wasn’t careful. “He was rebellious. I was rebellious . and we gravitated.” she shrugged. “I was a caretaker, even back then.” she grins. “I left St Pierre as soon as I left high school .. with Brendan. Went to school. Started working.” she takes another sip. “Brendan and I married … but I think it was more because it was expected of us … or that we were getting pressure because we were living in sin.” she rolled her eyes. “Then we got married and the pressure was to have children.” she rolls her eyes. “I can’t … not that it’s even going to come up but .. on the table.” she sips again. “I … think I saw Brendan's death coming when we met. No matter how much he loved me or I loved him … it wasn’t enough.” she isn’t crying. It’s simply the way it is. “But he wanted me to be happy and to move on … I just never thought …” she trails off.
Greyson had sat beside her, close but not too close. He really did want to get to know her in every way, mind, body and soul. He held his glass of iced tea in his outside hand and turned his body angled to face her with his elbow on the back of the couch and his head casually on his hand nodding as she spoke. He listened actively and then commented after she had completely finished speaking, trailed off. “I can relate completely to rebelling against a staunch religious upbringing. My parents were Methodist missionaries. Sort of like Catholic but without the bingo and dancing.” He looks thoughtful “Brendan was all through your life really...well high school to now. And I say now because….well he’ll be with you for the rest right? Believe me I know and I...well I guess I welcome him as a part of you. I’m sorry you couldn’t have kids, although if you were trying for pressure more than want maybe that worked out how it should have. And you clearly do a lot for children in your work life.” He looks curious “You saw Brendan’s death when you met? Not to pry….I am aware of how he passed away though. Did he have previous attempts? And yes you can love someone and it’s not always enough…..I think, and I haven’t had your lived experience, but I think in situations like his it’s about his relationship with himself more than you, and the illness that was bigger than both of you.” He muses at her trailing off statement “At your pace Lisette. I’ve got all the time in the world.” He smiles at her and then sips his own drink.
Lisette half turned as Greyson spoke to her. She grinned at the Catholics versus comment and then nodded. "I think he will be with me for the rest of my life." she agreed. "I hope that isn't a problem..." she set the tea on the coffee table. "I wanted a child, but ... at first I avoided it because of Brendans depression ... but after that, we tried and nothing." she sihs. "He was a reckless teanager, but settled down after we'd been together a bit. I don't know for sure if he tried before, but there were signs he would think about it. All our many conversations about how I deserved a stable man. How, if he died, he wanted me to marry again. Like that. The illness was definitely bigger than both of us. Depression most definitely can kill." she leans her head on the couch and straightens her arm and touches his elbow. "I suppose we both do..." she looks at him. "And you?" she turns the question back on him. "I saw the pictures of that lovely redhead ... " she means the family pics with three kids, but not four.
Greyson looks like he completely understands “Definitely not a problem with me.” He listens to the rest and then when she says and you and asks about the lovely redhead he smiles sadly “Audrey. We were madly in love. She was amazing. She had an illness. Thyroid disease. We started as a bit of a rebellion too I suppose. Maybe a belated one on my part. My bible thumping parents had me under their thumbs until I went away to university...as far as I could get from them. But then I went back when my dad was diagnosed with cancer. I moved back to Victoria out of love and guilt. But they were still them. After a terrible fight one night with them I got on the ferry. I went to a club and met Audrey. I should probably tell you all of it...so you have the option to exit early. It was a sex club and she was a prostitute. I didn’t intend to fall in love with her. But we did fall in love and then suddenly she was pregnant with...well Paige. As you know we ended up having 3 more...but every pregnancy made her more ill. She actually requested a tubal ligation after Aislin but the birth was so complicated it never happened. I love Thea with all my heart. She was our surprise….and Audrey’s health got worse after her….her heart. She never came home….” He swallows hard as it’s still very painful to think about and then looks at Lisette for her reaction.
Lisette listens carefully and nods when he mentions the thyroid disease. She doesn't react negatively to how he met Audry or her profession. Then the story of their children and, ultimately Audrey’s death. “I’m sorry, Greyson.” she murmurs and pulls her head up again. “Loves like ours don’t come along very often.” she looks into his eyes. She considers how she’s felt this evening, and how he might feel. The deaths of their spouses may well have affected them very differently. “Before tonight, I would have said that old ‘once in a lifetime’ sort of thing.” now she searches his eyes. “I don’t know what’s happening between us.” she motions between them. “It’s … I can’t even think of a word.”
Greyson smiles at Lisette and lifts his head, stretching out his arm and leaning forward to set down his half empty glass. As he leans back he slides over and his arm is around her, his fingers moving up and through the side of her hair “I’m sorry for you losing Brendan too. I’m not sure I was a once in a lifetime believer myself although what I had with Audrey was more powerful than any others. And I agree that I feel limited by the constraints of vocabulary about whatever this is…..but maybe if we just keep exploring it...the words will reveal themselves.” He has a twinkle in his eye when he says the last part.
Lisette smiles slightly as he winds up with his arm around her. She inclines her head into his touch and sees the twinkle in his eye. “Maybe.” she lifts her head slightly and leans into him. “Embolding?” she murmurs one option. “Because I’ve never .. done this … before…” she moves to kiss him on the lips.
Greyson sees her moving in and looks eagerly at her with a little grin as she says embolding. He kisses her back sweetly, tenderly, wrapping his arms around her and feeling that little jolt much bigger with this much connection. His kiss is slow, exploratory and then suddenly deep and passionate as he holds her even tighter.
Lisette almost grows dizzy with the kiss. There is a jolt, albeit a small one, followed by a feeling like .. falling or becoming lightheaded. It grows deep and more passionate and she moves closer to him, the slightest of pleased whimpers coming from her.
Greyson feels his whole being react to Lisette in the back and forth of their kiss. Her whimper makes him grunt and he tries to ease her back so she’s lying down slightly if he can as he moves on top of her. He pauses briefly and grins at her, taking off his glasses and setting them on the coffee table “Mmm i think you’ve most definitely done this before Lisette Paget.” And he hovers over her and then kisses her again relentlessly.
Lisette is more than happy to be laid on the couch and she adjusts herself so he is between her legs. Her eyes follow his glasses to the table and then he says shes done this before and she laughs. “I meant going in for that first kiss, Greyson Page.” she mock protests and reaches up to pull him down into another deep passionate kiss. She lights her hips and presses into him with another soft moan.
Greyson chuckles into the kiss after she said she meant kissing him first in this round. He had kissed her lightly on the beach. Her hips press up and she moans and Greyson feels his desire meet hers as he then moans and presses back into her with his pelvis, letting one hand slide down and grip her hip as he does it again and then his kisses trail to her neck and the neckline of her shirt as he unabashedly kisses right into her cleavage. “God you feel good….smell good..” He draws a line up from her cleavage back to her neck with this tongue lightly “Taste good…”
Lisette presses up into him as he nuzzles into her cleavage. She begins to tug at his shirt, arching her back into his kisses. His tongue on her skin makes her shiver. “Yes …” she breathes. She strokes at his hair, her hands moving up and down, as if she can’t decide if she wants her hands in his hair or to undress him.
Greyson feels her shivering and her hands in his hair and then moving all over him and tugging at his shirt make him thrust into her and grunt. But he also gets the sense she wants the shirt off so he moves off her briefly and pulls his t-shirt off over his head and smiles down at her as he pulls on hers, wanting it off. He’s got an even cover of dark black chest hair with hints of grey in it. He’s also quite in good shape, lean and muscular at his 50 years old with only a hint of softness around his belly. “I want more of you…”
Lisette merely protests his moving away, even to take off his shirt. But he tugs at hers and she pulls hers off. She drops her hand and looks at his chest. Her breath catches in her throat. “Greyson…” she breathes. “I want….” and then she feels a tugging and looks down to see Toffee tugging at her shirt. “Oh hello there, baby.” she pulls at her shirt, but Toffee resists. “But I don’t want to play tug-of-war right now, Toffee. I want to play with Greyson.”
Greyson is ready to take off all their clothes and go for it when suddenly at shirt two they have a playful puppy and he has to laugh “Shit…..hang on I can solve this..” There’s a bin of dog toys at the end of the coffee table and he reluctantly gets up from Lisette and throws out a rope bone a plushie and a ball in three different directions. Little Toffee goes wild and runs all over turing to get them all. While the puppy is distracted Greyson gets a bit of a mischievous look on his face and walks up to the couch to scoop Lisette up in his arms if he can and carry her off to his bedroom. If this all works he’ll shut the door with his foot and then they’re alone “Maybe I’m cruel but I want to play with you too….without little eyes watching us…” He’ll kiss her again while she’s still held in his arms and then gently set her on his bed and climb on top of her again kissing wildly and rolling around a bit with her amid light moans and grunts.
Lisette giggles when Greyson gets up and causes Toffee to try and split herself into three puppies to get all three toys. She squeaks happily as she is scooped up and taken into the bedroom. “No little eyes. I agree.” she kisses him and when they are on the bed, she rolls around happily, kissing him and rolling around. She stops the motion for a moment, straddles him and, looking down at him, undoes her bra, removes it and tosses it aside.
Greyson bites his lip looking up at her when she straddles him and then takes of her bra. He drinks her in and then lets his hands roam over her, caressing every inch he can touch slowly “You’re so beautiful….my god Lisette….” His desire is obvious the second she straddles from the harness of his cock pressing into her between her legs through his pants and hers. He shifts the focus of his hands to her breasts, cupping them and then brushing at her nipples with his thumbs and gently moving them around in little circles as he thrusts up at her.
Lisette is in thin summer slacks and she can feel him pressing into her. He puts his hands on her breasts and she lets her head flop back as her nipples harden. She pulls her head up and looks down at him, grinding into him. “Greyson…” she moans, her hips grinding into him. :You feel so good.. Oh god…” she moans, her breath deepening. She reaches for his waist, nearly desperate to get him out of his pants.
Greyson moans at Lisette’s grinding “So do you…” His breath is audible too. He eases her down him a bit so she can undo his pants and starts on hers since his reach is longer but he looks up her body and grins at her. “Tell me what you like….tell me what you want me to do or you Lisette….I want to please you.” He rolls her off him a bit and so they’re on their sides so they can both get into each other's pants. As soon as he has hers undone he slides his hand right in and starts to lightly stroke her, just tracing and exploring all parts of her between her legs using one tantalizing finger.
Lisette stops grinding, because it is interfering on them getting naked. She hears his request and smiles as she winds up on her side. She opens her mouth to reply when he begins to lightly stroke her. She moves her hands to her waist and shimmies out of her pants and panties. Throwing one leg over him, to give his hand more room to play, she presses her chest into him. “I love that … play … make me cum … take me … I’m yours.” she breathes. “Just don’t lose the contact. God …” she arches into him and reaches for his cock in his underwear.
Greyson moves his hand just long enough for her to take off her bottom layers and then slides it right back between her legs and keeps stroking now moving to her inner labia with long strokes that bump her clit gently. He smiles when she presses into him “Yes…..believe me it’s my mission in life to make you cum Lisette…..contact….like…” He presses his chest into hers so there’s as much skin on skin as they can get and in her hand his cock hardens and he moans loudly and kisses her as his hand stroking her now moves spontaneously lower and he slides one finger gently inside her while the other two keep stroking and the thumb plays with her clit in little circles.
Lisette moans, then groans and whimpers when he bumps her clit lightly. He tells her his mission and then breaks off his sentence. The skin to skin contact makes her gasp and she strokes him, feeling him get hard. “That …” she finishes his sentence. “Like that …” She can feel his finger inside of her and her hips move while he circles her clit. She grabs onto him amd rides his fingers, kissing him. “That … oh Greyson ….” she strokes at him a bit more as best she can with how close together they are.
Greyson is completely focussed on Lisette’s pleasure right now. He’s enjoying her hand stroking him but he keeps doing what he’s doing to her, loving her reaction and wanting more, going a little harder and deeper as he dips his head down from kissing her at one point and flicks her nipple with his tongue, still trying to keep his mid body against her for the contact. “Mmm yes that…..oh god Lisette….”
Lisette can feel a pressure building. She is sopping wet and so turned on, but she is on a ledge. Greyson flicks her nipple and she gasps. Forgetting a moment, she lets him go and grabs onto his arm, bucking into him. She feels warm and tingly and so close. Then she is teetering … almost stuck on that edge. She bucks on him, but not in an orgasmatic way. “God … Grey .. please … that …”
Greyson pulls up briefly from her nipple and kisses her still going with his hand movements. He can tell she’s close but he’s still figuring her out “Oh god tell me please...more? Harder? I don’t want to break contact since you want that but I’d happily use my mouth…..” He starts kissing down her a bit waiting for instructions “Baby tell me how to make you cum….”
Lisette is clinging onto Greyson for dear life. Part of her could stay on this edge forever. “Faster …. Faster … please … I need you … need this.” she moans, lightly sweating. “When I do … get in me … I’ll beg for you … God… Greyson.”
Greyson is grateful for the instruction and invitation and he speeds up really going for it now with his hand, giving her full contact and almost frenzied kissing “Oh fuck yes…..I want you….I want to be inside you…...Let go Lisette…” He’s imploring her to that edge and over and ready to dive right in.
Lisette feels the sensation build even more. Just when she thought she as at the edge, he speaks to her, telling her to let go. She does. Her orgasm explodes within her she she bucks, crying out loudly. Barely aware of what she is doing she rolls on her back. “Please …” she pants. “Grey … please ..”
Greyson basks in the energy and feelings and sounds of her orgasm and moans with her at the sheer beauty of it. As Lisette rolls he rolls with her, yanking down his pants and underwear but not wasting any time and just leaving them half way down as he slides inside her and begins to move. “Oh god….” He feels so much connection he’s almost disoriented by it. The little jolts from before...this is like being hit full on by lightening. He keeps moving and holds onto Lisette, riding her waves and quickly starting to find his own that join hers as he begins to grunt and moan as he thrusts deeper and harder into her going between kissing her and just hanging on.
Lisette shudders as Greyson enters her and begins to make love to him with absolute unbridled passion. She grunts, feeling a shudder each time he enters her. She braces her feet and presses up each time he thrusts. She can hear their bellies as they meet and can hear their melded cries of pleasure. This is unlike anything she’s experienced before, not that she had a lot of experience, but with each thrust, each groan and each gasp, she feels closer to this man.
Greyson can feel his edge but holds on as long as he can just loving every moment. He has quite a bit of stamina and he goes for a awhile but finally he can’t hold back and his groans get louder and closer together until finally he shudders in a thrust and stays pressed inside her as he cums hard and grips Lisette and then comes down on her kissing her tenderly as he ebbs. He’s never felt this connected to any human being before and he pulls back after and looks at her like it’s a miracle. “Wow….” He breathes out.
Lisette’s hair is wet from her sweat. Her body slick as they make love with increasing passion. But he doesn’t cum quickly and she enjoys every second of their lovemaking. But finally, after what feels like forever, he cums and she can feel it and groans with him. She caresses him with trembling fingers. “Wow indeed ….” she pants. She kisses him back, just as tenderly, looking into his eyes. “Oh, Greyson …” her voice shakes slightly.
Greyson was sweaty too and his intermingled with hers but it was sensual to him and he could barely imagine pulling apart from her as he gazes back with adoration “Lisette. Lisette Page...I mean Paget….I did it again.” He laughs “Although both sound right to me.” He’s not sure where that came from but he feels almost overcome by his intense feelings for her.
Lisette chuckles when he speaks her name .. or rather his name in English. “They both sound right to me too …. Oh Greyson … what happened to us?” she kisses him softly, loving the feel of his weight on her.
Greyson kisses her and then pulls back a bit to look at her “I don’t know. I feel like I’m madly in love with you but that can’t be right...but it’s the only thing that makes sense. I’ve never felt this connected to anyone in my life….from the moment I saw you.” He gently pulls out of her and tries to roll them a bit on their sides. He loved being in her and on her but the words he was saying made him want to hold her more specifically.
Lisette nods as he speaks. “I understand …” she sighs when he pulls out of her, and snuggles up to him. “But why can’t it be right? I mean …” she laughs lightly. “We met … a few hours ago, but … still …” she blows out a breath. “But I feel madly in love with you, too…”
Greyson runs a hand through her hair and down her back and smiles and then he starts laughing at the oddity of it and just gives a little shrug “OK fuck it...let’s go for it. I love you Lisette. I don’t know why or how it happened so fast but I love you. And that was the most intense love making of my life. Maybe we need to just not fight this.”
Lisette caresses his face. “I love you too. Intense is almost too weak a word.” she snuggles into his embrace. “I don’t want to fight it. I am looking at you as a gift … a most precious gift. I don’t kow how it happened … and in a lot of ways I don’t care.” she laughs, a carefree sound of happiness. “Yes, I love you, Greyson Page.”
Greyson leans into her caresses and wraps his arms tighter around her “Well then it must be Christmas because you’re my gift too.” He kisses her again and then smiles “You know I’ve heard there’s something about this island and people falling intensely in love here….both my older daughters Paige and Iris….your nephew and from what I gather your niece...Gen. Now us. Still not going to reject any of it but if it’s true that’s an interesting phenomenon.”
Lisette lifts her brows. “Really?” she considers what he is saying. “I mean that sounds divine, but … I mean does that mean all love here is intense? Is it just couples or … I mean .. I know single parents here … and I’ve read some case files … I mean .. it has to be selective…” she realizes she is trying to insert logic.
Greyson shrugs “I don’t know all the details. And I don’t imagine it erases every bad thing that could happen either. Be interesting...you might see more in your job. But I even think of you sister and brother in law...now I don’t know they started elsewhere...but they went through a rough patch….sounded like a long one. But they fixed it. And it coincided with living here. Maybe that helped them somehow if there's something to it. I’m sure people do get divorced. But in Victoria….more than half the people I knew were divorced or on 2nd and 3rd marriages. I mean no judgment...but I’ve met a lot of people here in my practice...long time married people.” He laughs “Seamus’s father asked me if he could bring his wife to his eye exam...and he’s kind of a big tough looking guy. But they’re one of them…..I don’t know maybe I’m reading too much into it or just.” And he gives her another little kiss “Feeling very romantic tonight.”
Lisette still looks curious. “You know … Amelie and Felix were having a rough patch. And they have fixed it. I don't know if it has to do with the island, but they seem happier than I’ve ever seen them.” she admits. She giggles at the big tough looking guy asking to bring his wife to his eye exam. “John and Colleen. They’re very sweet.” she considers as they kiss again. “Well, I’m not going anyplace.” she says both about the island and the bed.
Greyson grins “Yeah they’re doing wonderfully and I’m happy for them. He chuckles “They are sweet. I hope he’s wearing his glasses.” When she says she’s not going anyplace he exhales, breathing into her neck “Well that’s good….very good. Lisette I have a question about.” He makes a point of pressing his chest against hers and then gets momentarily distracted looking down at her breasts. “Mmmm...sorry….it’s related…” He chuckles and kisses at her cleavage and then comes back up “The contact thing. I love it and I want it too but if I wanted to…” He runs a hand over her hip and looks at her a little hungrily “Go down on you….does that mean not enough contact for you? Do you need to...or would you need us to...I don’t know I hate the term but 69?” He laughs “We’re suddenly in high school now right? It’s not really the way I like to go about it but I would if it’s what you need.”
Lisette giggles. “I didn’t know to check to see if he had them on, but now I will keep my eyes open.” she smiles at him when he presses their chests together. When he mentions going down on her, she shudders. “I would love that … and I .. I want to go down on you but not at the same time. You’re distracting and I want to savor … and I want you to savor.” she laughs with him. “How would you like to go about it?” she grins.
Greyson starts squirming a bit just as they talk about it, clearly getting aroused by the conversation. When she asks how he’d like to go about it he grins back and then kisses Lisette deeply as he rolls back on top of her. Then he kisses down her body and murmurs “Slowly….” He kisses to her breasts and then lavishes them with attention kissing and caressing and then sucking, licking and flicking at her nipples, going from breast to breast for a really long time.
Lisette grins as he rolls her onto her back. As he begins to kiss his way down her body and tells her his intention, she lays back and relaxes. Her nipples harden under his attention and she moans softly. “I love you … so much …”
Greyson looks up at her and smiles, loving her reactions “I love you too.” He does almost a push up to kiss her on the mouth again and then dips lower on his next descent, kissing all around her stomach and abdomen and then he goes over one hip to her legs kissing up from the opposite knee while his hand caresses the back of her leg. He moves to the inner thigh and gently pushes her legs apart and then just gets comfortable between her legs and begins teasing her with light licks as he spreads her so he can access all of her.
Lisette reaches over her head and grabs a couple of Greyson’s pillows. Putting them under her head, she watches him. Just the sight of him is turning her on. She lets him position her any way he wants and she inhales deeply as he gets comfortable and begins licking her. The breath leaves her body in something like a sigh.
Greyson keeps going and gets a little more focussed, licking around her clit and pushing it as he circles. He drinks her in, the sight, the scent and the taste and moans into her. Eventually he pulls one of her legs over his shoulder and then gently slides his hand in by his mouth and begins to just tease at adding a finger, playing at the edges of entering her with it.
Lisette begins to breathe a bit heavier, but isn’t moaning so much as sighing in pleasure. She loves his teasing. He has her incredibly wet and she reaches down to caress his head. Her hips arch to meet his finger.
Greyson teases, licks and sucks at her clit and then instead of sliding the finger in right away and instead moves down and enters her with his tongue as far as it can go while looking up at her. He thrusts in and out and circles her clit with two fingers. He’s very much loving all of it and grunts into her wetness.
Lisette smiles and squirms, almost catlike. Greyson is playing and Lisette loves every erotic second. She gives a goan .. and a moan as she arches her hips, stretching. “You feel so good.” she encourages him. At he circles her clit, her hips lift and fall smoothly.
Greyson smiles with his eyes at her and keeps going now beginning to ramp it up. He alternates between thrusting into her with his tongue and his finger and the fingertips or tongue circle the clit when it’s their turn. He’s less teasing now, going faster and harder on both options, clearly wanting to get Lisette to have an orgasm. He shudders at her moans and joins them, pushing against her more and more with each lift of her hips.
Lisette can feel as the teasing becomes less and less and he begins to nudge her in the direction of orgasm. The time and attention that he’s spent simply teasing her is boggling her mind. And even as he begins to rampher up, he doesn’t do it too quickly. But her moans become more urgent and her hips circle with need. He moves her to the edge and she begins to shudder. “Greyson … oh god … yes .. please ….” she begs and he gives her the wish … another powerful orgasm rockets through her, causing her to cry out in pleasure, buck her hips and, as she comes down, pulls him into a kiss.
Greyson doesn’t stop until she’s coming down and pulling him up. As she pulls him into a kiss he grins into it and kisses her deeply, his whole mouth and lower face drenched with her. He’s quivering a bit from his own desire after her orgasm. No woman has ever made him want her so badly. His kisses move to her cheek and neck but they have that frenzied quality again. His cock is hard again and nudging at her wetness, he’s not trying to enter her but letting her know he’s available for more. “Oh fuck Lisette….you’re amazing…”
Lisette welcomes him and their kisses as she comes down and begins to recover from her orgasm. Against her side she can feel he is almost hard again. She gently pushes him onto his back. “I’m amazing?” she chuckles and nuzzles his neck. “You’re pretty fucking amazing too, you know.” she kisses down his chest, looking up at him, her eyes flashing with want. “May I return the favor?” she asks, even though she is already caressing his thigh.
Greyson rolls and lets himself be pushed and laughs “Why thank you…..but it’s all about you for me….my god…” Then he caresses her shoulders and upper back as she moves down, knowing where she’s heading “Yes…..yes you may….because I’m the luckiest man alive.” He bites his lip watching her and feeling her caresses.
Lisette trails her tongue down Grayson's middle and looks up at his words. “Good thing then that it’s all about you for me.” she winks at him and continues to trail her tongue. She lifts her head slightly to run her tongue around the head of his cock, trying to wrap her tongue around it but only licking it all around. Then the licks his shaft to his balls, and then up again. She kissed the head and runs her lips down and back up. She hasn’t used her hands yet. It appears she is in the mood to return all of his teasing.
Greyson looks down at her and just lets out an “Mmmm…” on an exhale at her teasing. Her tongue was tantalizing but he could tell she was the same kind of slow sensual lover he was and he loved it. “Holy shit….” He murmured and lay back, just giving himself over to her completely.
Lissette takes her time, enjoying the smell, looks and taste of the man she’s fallen in love with in what she believes is record time. There is no doubt in her mind that she will do all of this again many times in the future, but this was the first time, and that made it special. She licked every inch he presented to her and then went to caress his balls with her tongue. As she finished, she looked up at him again with a grin.
Greyson was squirming now under her licking and his breath came faster “Oh…..oh I like that…” He grunted a bit more when she stopped and looked up and almost begged “Please don’t stop…..you’re driving me crazy in all the right ways….oh I love you….”
Lisette goes back to her teasing, especially now that she knows he likes it. She doesn’t reply to him, she only goes back to her tasting. Her hands are at her sides, bracing her upper body up. Hut she dies take one and uses two fingers to angle his cock so she can taste the underside of it, licking sound and around.
Greyson is loving the teasing but when he feels her fingers he asks for more “Touch me….please…..oh god Lisette...use your hands too…..all of it...hand mouth tongue…..” He arches and writhes.
Lisette smiles into his shaft. “Yes, my love.” is all she replies. She wets him with her tongue and takes him lightly around the base of the shaft. She moves to the head and licks a bit of his pre-cum into her mouth, moaning at the taste. And, at last, she opens her mouth and takes him into it. She doesn’t such hard, but very softly. Bringing her hand up to meet her mouth, she begins a soft stroke and suck, trying to suppress the moan she knows he will feel, but unable to.
Greyson grips the bedcover a bit as she starts to suck and stroke him. All her teasing had him closer to the edge than he expected to be just as she got going. As she moans into him he thrusts up at her and moans loudly “Oh fuck yes...oh god….” He’s shuddering a bit and grinning. “Make that noise again please…..”
Lisette looked up at him when he asked her to make that noise again. She looks up at him with an innocence in her face that would never be confused for real and replies, her mouth still full of him. “Hmmmmm?” making a different noise, but producing a very similar result.
Greyson can’t help but laugh a bit at her fake innocence and then when she makes another noise and he feels the vibration of it his face contorts and he moans again and thrusts up again “Yes like that.” He strokes her hair and is almost panting.
Lisette doesn’t stop. As a matter of fact she speeds up, tightening her grip just a bit more. She looks up as he strokes her hair. “Mmmmm.” she replies, her mouth still happily filled with him. His reactions are so beautiful that she can and will play this game as long as she can, but when it ends she wants to taste his very essence.
Greyson’s face contorts in pleasure again and he moans over and over as he thrusts and then suddenly his cock pulses and his eyes go wide and his mouth opens as he pulls Lisette’s hair and cums hard into her mouth. As he ebbed he realized he had pulled her hair a bit hard and he stroked her head gently and lovingly “Sorry...oh my god I love you. You need to spend every night in my bed, every day in my life...” He blurts out and then reaches and tries to pull her to lie on top of him and kiss her.
Lisette feels him pulling her hair, but she is too busy swallowing to worry about it. He is so warm and comforting. He then begins to stroke her hair and she looks up, licking her lips as he apologizes and pulls her up. She lays on him. “It’s alright.” she tells him. “A little … spice.” she shrugs, almost shyly. Lisette snuggles into him. “I would love nothing more.” and that is true, even if she knows it can’t happen … at least not starting that night. “I love you. I want to be a part of your life.” she caresses his face. “This is the best move I’ve ever made.” she sighs happily and rests her head on his chest.
Greyson curiously raises a brow “Do you like spice?” He traces his fingers over her back. And then she confirms she wants to be a part of his life and he hugs her tightly “Best move I’ve ever made too.” He kisses the side of her head “We’ll figure out how to fit our lives together. I’m a bit of a package deal but my girls are pretty lovable. And you already like kids .” He chuckles.
Lisette bites the corner of her lip. “I’ve never tried spice before.” she admits. “It wasn’t as much as I liked it as it was you and it told me how much I’d excited you so … as long as it’s you. It makes me … understand some things I think.” she settles into his arms. “Yes, we will.” she agrees about their lives. “And I understand the package deal. I hope we all get along. I’ve been known to be pretty good with kids, but … occupational hazard, I scare some.”
Greyson grins “Social worker stigma? I can imagine some families would see you as a part of a system that’s caused them harm. That would be hard to take. I just cut into people’s eyeballs...they love that.” His sarcasm is dripping. He breathes into Lisette “If you want to explore more....spice...let me know. I’m pretty open to...everything. I do pull hair when I get excited...” He admits “Not everyone likes it.”
Lisette laughs at Greyson’s comparison of their professions. “Some of the people I have to deal with would see you AND Fellix for the worse you could dish out if it meant never seeing me.” she snuggles. “Sometimes, the last thing I want is to think I’m in charge. Or to make any decision of any kind. And as for pulling my hair.” she bites her lip. “It made me feel … claimed? Is that a horrible thing to say? That I get excited if a man is claiming me for his own?” she sighs softly. “I felt I belonged to you … with you … the moment we met. That’s nothing I’ve ever had before. And … turns out, I like it.”
Greyson can’t stop grinning at Lisette’s realization “Claim you? I can work with that. Be mine forever gorgeous woman!” He makes his voice comically low and gruff and then chuckles “I’ll try not to be too much of a neanderthal about it. I suspect I’m a little older than you... but not that old. I never even asked your age. How old are you?”
Lisette grins and then giggles. “I absolutely will, Greyson Page.” she pats her own hair. “Maybe not drag me down the street claim, but there is no other man for me.” she looks at him, and then his grey hair. “I turned 37 on May the third. And you?” she strokes his hair and
Runs her hand to his chest.
Greyson smiles “37? Mmmm...” He slides his hand over hers on his chest “I would never drag you or do anything to cause you real pain or shame.” He promises. Then he laughs “I’m the big five O in later September. My age is finally matching my hair.”
Lisette nods. “I know you wouldn’t.” she assures him. “But you know I’d follow you. No need to drag me.” she hears his age and winks at him. “Fifty isn’t old and neither are you. We make love like we’re twenty.”
Greyson smirks “We sure do.” He holds her and snuggles in “I’m still marveling at all this.” He sighs happily “I feel like we’re new and old. But I don’t even know you’re favourite colour or favourite band.”
Lisette kisses his chest. “I hope I don't wake up.” she tells him. “Blue … too many to count, but the first one to come to mind is Breaking Benjamin. I like all animals, and rain. And you?” she grins. “What about you?”
Grey runs a hand over her back “Well I hope so too...except the waking up with me tomorrow and many many times after.” He has to laugh “Also blue, sort of faded greyish blue I guess.” He muses “I’ve heard of Breaking Benjamin. Can’t list a single song though. I like a lot of music. I even like musicals….don’t judge me...I was a theatre geek in high school.” He laughs “But I ent to Queens University in Kingston, Ontario and I became a big Tragically Hip fan because how can you not. Saw them live 3 or 4 times right in their hometown. Kingston’s like a birthplace of bands I swear….Weeping Tile….Sarah Harmer. My roommate played in a ridiculous Ska band called the Bodacius Bitchen Breakfast Skillet. I like animals on a case by case basis. I like Toffee, who’s probably rebelling against us and shredding one of my shoes. It’s a good thing you like rain moving out here. BC has lots. I don’t mind it. Got a little sick of it in Victoria mid winters but I’m told they actually get a bit more snow here. Refreshing change perhaps?”
Lisette loves the idea of waking beside Greyson … but they were awake and talking, which was also wonderful. “Well it as the first thing to pop into my head because I was hearing Ashes of Eden in my head, if you’ve ever heard it.” she grins. “No judgement from me, but I look forward to private performances.” she teases. Then he mentions Tragically Hip and she blinks, then raises herself a little bit. She looks towards the ceiling .. or perhaps heavenwards and then back at him. “How can you not, indeed.” she grins. “That was Brendans favorite band. Well .. not favorite. I’m sure he didn’t realize there were other bands on Earth.” she chuckles and then clears her throat. “Rain is good for laying in bed and just doing nothing … blizzards too, for that matter.”
Greyson smiles but shakes his head “No but I’ll check it out. Like I say I like all kinds of music.” He laughs about private performances “For you, anything.” He looks a bit awkward at first about Brendan’s love of the Hip too but then smiles and shrugs “We’re probably going to have a lot of those. I’m sorry if I trigger sadness...but maybe it was happiness? Fair warning...Sarah McLaughlin was Audrey’s favourite. I still love her music though. But you can’t help but miss them more. Do you believe in an afterlife Lisette?” He asks her. Then he smiles “I also like laying in bed and doing nothing. Rain or shine.” He admits.
Lisette smiles and is already looking forward to those private performances. She notes his awkwardness and then the smile and shakes her head. “No sadness for me, really. He has to be out of pain now. I can’t be sad about that.” she considers. “Not in the Catholic way, no. But I believe in spirits. That they come to visit us. Check in on us.” she snuggles even closer to him. “Rain, shine or perfectly clear night. I know we will be able to get out of bed when we have to, but it won’t always be easy.”
Greyson gives a little nod “I can see that. You have amazing strength Lisette. At the point you’re at now in my time after Audrey left the world I could barely form a sentence. Mind you I had a baby that ended me and a small child and two older children...who did way too fuckin much to compensate for me sometimes being curled up in a corner. Spirits is an interesting option. I don’t rule it out….just not sure I’ve noticed it if it’s happened.” He nuzzles into her neck “Only when we have to..” He smiles and kisses her cheek.
Lisette holds onto Greyson. “You loved your wife and I loved my husband.” she reminded him. “The difference might be that Brendan was in the sort of pain … I don’t know … the medication couldn’t make him happy .. they call them happy pills, but they're not. They’re more like … make you able to function pills. And then they wanted him to look in this deep dark hole and face the monster … and the monster came close to the surface and …” she sighs deeply and tries again. “I think the difference is that she didn’t want to leave you or your family. Brendan couldn’t stand what staying meant. I don’t know if that makes sense. But I’m not mad at him.” she smiles at him. “I see things that might be a wave from him … or might just be pure coincidence .. like Tragically Hip being a band you love. More than that .. as much as this is unexpected, it is almost like Brendan plopped a bow on you and said ‘Be for her what I never could be’. Is that bad?”
Greyson rolled them so they were sidelying and facing one another. He nodded at her words but looked a little overcome by emotion, pained for her and then he just swallowed and his eyes filled with tears. “It’s not bad. It’s oddly fucking beautiful.” His voice cracked and he caressed her face and then her hair “And if that is the case, thank you Brendan. I’ll do my best.” He closed his eyes now as more tears slid down his face “Audrey knew she was dying after Thea was born. At once point she told me not to mourn her forever, to find love again. I argued and pleaded with her like it would stop the inevitable. Then she cracked a joke and said just promise me she’ll be a redhead.” He laughed through his tears “So maybe it’s both of them.”
Lisette found herself crying with Greyson for the first time since Brendan had died. She wiped the tears from Greyson’s eyes and sniffed. They had lost so much so young, the both of them. Now they were together, which is what their first loves would have wanted for them. She kisses his wet cheek and let her red hair fan over him. “I’ll do my best, Audrey.” she spoke in a voice filled with emotion. She kissed his lips softly. “I love you, Greyson and I will do my best by you. I promise.”
