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I tightened my hold on his legs, his words knocking my breath out of my body. “Damn, Scottie. Just damn.”
Everything inside of me whispered two words.
Ruin him.
12
SCOTTIE
My best friend’s father knew how to fuck.
Good god, the man had it down to an art form. All I could do was clutch the bed sheets and appreciate the way his hips swung back and forth with every thrust and withdrawal. He slid home way too deep, took way too much, wasn’t nearly patient enough, and my body thanked him for every sliver of pain that morphed into pleasure.
His thrusts both made me wince and whine in approval. I wanted to push him off me from the constant pressure against my prostate, and I had the urge to crawl into his skin.
He was that good. Prostate milking good.
I couldn’t decide what I wanted, but somehow he knew.
“You’re just a hungry little cockslut, aren’t you?” Griff growled. He bowed his head and covered my lips with his. I clamped my teeth down on his bottom lip until I tasted blood. I released him with a gasp.
Would he be angry? Would he slap my face?
Griff licked his bottom lip, which bloomed red. “Freaky little Scottie. Do you like to see me bleed?”
I did.
He grabbed my arms and shackled them to the bed. “And I like to hear you scream. Scream for me, Scottie.”
He lived in an apartment building. Screaming while having sex wasn’t such a smart idea. Before I could tell him that, his pace turned downright brutal. I swore his cock found a way to link to my tonsils.
A scream ripped from my throat.
Without warning, he flipped me over. Griff yanked my hips up and slammed his cock back into my ass. I jerked away reflexively. He dug his fingers into my hips and held me flush against him while he ground his pelvis against my ass, burying himself as far as possible.
“Griff!” I toed the bed.
Griff laughed. He actually laughed, then released me. I fell forward onto the bed, breathing hard.
Oh my god. Had I bitten off more than I could swallow?
“Come now, Scottie. That’s the way you want it, isn’t it?”
He spread my cheeks, baring my hole to his gaze. Leaning over me, he kissed my neck, licking and sucking on the skin. I moaned, tilting my hips.
“That’s it. Be a good boy and give me that hole. You want to give it to me, don’t you?”
“Yes,” I gasped. He slipped two fingers inside my hole, hooked them, and jerked them inside my body until I cried out. “Oh god, Griff.”
“You horny for more of this cock, Scottie?”
“Ye-ess,” I whined. So horny for all the things I wanted him to do to me.
“Goddamn.” He pulled his fingers out, slapped my hole twice, and spat on it. “Fuck. Have you fantasized about me doing this to you?”
“Yes.”
“Tell me.”
