Page 16 of Buff's Reign


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“In every one of my holes.”

“Christ, you’re a dirty girl.” He bit down on the delicate skin on my shoulder, growling like a hungry wolf. “I thought you wanted to wait til we’re married before taking your ass?”

“You just had to go there.” I wasn’t sure if I was going to college out of state. I’d taken a gap year, so my parents could figure out their finances. Plus, I didn’t think I could leave Jonah. I loved him and wanted a future together. My parents had other ideas.

He pushed me onto the bed. We were in his room at the clubhouse.

Instead of replying to me, he dropped onto his knees and tugged up my skirt.

“Fuck, yeah. No panties.”

“You sound surprised. I never wear undies when we’re getting together.” I laughed, removing my top, but I left my lace bra on. Jonah liked when I wore sexy lingerie.

“Must be a guy thing. When I see your beautiful pussy, it’s like I won the lottery.”

“You’re so corny. Cute and corny.”

“I’ll show you cute and corny.” He wiggled his eyebrows and put my legs over his shoulders. He slowly swiped his tongue across my opening. A tremble worked through me as he continued to lick and suck on my folds.

“You’re so not cute and corny when you eat me out.”

“I’m only just starting.” He took my clit between his teeth, teasing my ass with his finger.

“You’re every woman’s dream guy.” I pushed into his face, letting my eyes close. If I squeezed my thighs, I’d suffocate him. Sometimes Jonah drove me out of my mind when he pleasured me, so I needed to be careful.

How could a guy his age get off a girl so masterfully?

I knew it was a talent, not thousands of hours of practice on hundreds of chicks. Girls talked. And my girlfriends complained about the vanilla sex they were getting.

Then again, it could be a family Knight-trait. My friend Karma hadn’t been shy about bragging on her man, Abe.

“I only want to be yours.” He lifted his head and stared at me. “Will you only be mine?”

The loss of his tongue made me want to fuck his face harder. “Yes. Now stop talking and—”

“Hey, Reign? Reign, wake up.”

I jerked, hearing a man’s voice. My eyes opened lightning fast. Relief eased my racing heart when it wasn’t Keg.

“Didn’t mean to interrupt you.”

“What are you talking about?” And why was RJ in my bedroom?

He nodded toward my lower half. Under the covers, my hand was between my legs like I’d been masturbating. How embarrassing.

“Why are you in here?” I casually pulled my hand away, tucked it under my pillow, and rolled onto my side. Even in my dreams, Jonah made me wet. It should be a crime to be so hot and electrifying, even in my fantasies.

“Keg wanted me to check on you. Are you hungry? I brought you a couple of water bottles.” He studied my face.

“I’m not sure I could eat.” Having missing teeth killed my appetite. “What time is it?”

“After nine. Jesus, I had no idea he messed you up so badly.”

“Yeah, just call me your friendly neighborhood punching bag.”

“Keg made it sound like you were sick.” RJ rolled his eyes and pursed his lips together. He wasn’t like his uncle. I never saw him mistreat a woman, but then I didn’t see what went on behind closed doors. The two could be cut from the same cloth, which would be a tragedy. RJ was a modern-day Adonis, sexy and muscular, inked up—totally swoon-worthy.

“I’m sure the beating wasn’t a big deal in his mind. I’m a waste of space and oxygen.” My voice trembled, trying to sound weak and helpless. If RJ felt awful for me, perhaps he’d offer to help me.

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