“Yes, P. B-o-r-e-d,bored.” She spells it out like she’s at a spelling bee.
“You’re bored so you’re willing to give money away?” I raise a brow.
“It’s for charity, not exactly like I’m just giving it away.” She deadpans.
“Five thousand to the girl in black, going once—”
“Higher, Lilly.” She urges again.
“Seven thousand!” I shout, my eyes widening when I realize the number that just came out of my mouth.
“Damn girl.” Nina lowly whistles, glancing at me.
“I’m sorry,” I wince, turning to Callie. “I’ll pay half.”
“Seven thousand to the girl in purple,” Hunter voice is surprised as he glances between Greyson and me. “Going once, going twice…” I glance at Callie to see if she’s going to bid again, but she’s engrossed in twirling the ice cubes around her glass. “Sold! To the beautiful girl in purple.”
“Okay, I’m off to the ladies’ room, then I’ll make the donation in your name afterward.” Callie announces as she downs the remainder of her drink and stands.
“Seven thousand, Callie?” Payton’s eyes are still bulging from their sockets.
She shrugs, turning to look at me. “Don’t worry about going halves,” she says, adjusting her dress. “And Nina, don’t worry about yours, I’ll pay it when I pay Lilly’s.”
“W-what?” Nina blinks.
“Restroom is calling.” Is all she responds before walking away.
We all watch as she walks away, parting the crowd like she’s the plague before exiting through the double door.
“Is she okay?” Nina directs her question toward Payton.
Payton shrugs. “Maybe she’s just feeling generous, she did drink half the bar,” she chuckles. “Plus, she said she was bored, and Callie when bored…it can either go one way, or another.”
That’s true, and I’ve learnt not to be surprised with anything Callie does, ever. Her boredom could range from waking up at three in the morning and deciding she wants to go on an adventurous road trip because she’s bored, to her Saran wrapping our bedrooms when we’re at lectures.
“Both of your boyfriends are incoming.” Payton grins, lifting the wine glass to her lips.
And when I look behind me, I see Greyson.
My heart hammers so hard against my chest that I feel like I’m on the verge of having a heart attack.
Chapter 50
Greyson
Sinking to the ground before me, Lilly trails her hand over the outline of my cock as she reaches up and undoes the button to my slacks, pulling them down my legs.
Her eyes lock onto mine as her hand glides along the waist of my boxers, slowly trailing inside and gripping at my hard fucking cock, making it throb in her hold.
“Fuck.” I grunt, clenching my jaw.
She keeps eye contact with me as she lowers my boxers—those meeting the same fate as my slacks, pooled at our feet.
We stayed for another hour after the bid off, but then I decided enough was enough, I wanted to be selfish, go home, and have her all to myself.
As soon as we stepped out of the taxi, my hands were all over her. I’d been itching to touch her since what went down in that room, and I couldn’t wait any longer to have her at my mercy again.
Her dress was stripped from her the second we walked through my bedroom door, and I’d thrown her down on the bed—carefully, of course—before devouring her sweet pussy with a hunger that had been gnawing at me for hours.
