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“Sorry to disturb you. Are you Grayson Hill from the Cosmic Gods? We’re massive fans and we’d love your autograph and some selfies. Is that okay?”
Knowing how much Gray wanted a break from his life… how much he needed it, I stepped in so he didn’t even need to think about how to reply to these girls. “Look honey,” I announced, turning to Ivy. “It’s happening again. It’s so funny that people think your cousin is from a famous band. I bet you can’t wait to get home to Oxford and become a Grayson Hill look-alike, Laurence. Why don’t you sign the poor girl's autograph?”
“Oh no, that’s okay,” the young woman laughed out. “I’m so sorry. I’m so embarrassed, but you really do look like him.”
Gray nodded, keeping his head down so she didn’t realize it was really him.
Once they’d left, I felt his hand on my leg under the table.
“Thanks, Ethan. I don’t think anyone outside my family has tried to protect who I am. People like to sell me out and reap the benefits. I can’t tell you how much that meant to me.”
“We would never do that to you, Laurence. Ever.”
He laughed. “Laurence? For fuck’s sake. Couldn’t you have picked a better name?”
“Susan?” Ivy laughed out loud and all three of us fell apart while we enjoyed the rest of dinner, away from the eyes of the rest of the world.
I handed Ivy and Ethan a glass of wine before sitting on the floor at their feet, unable to tear my eyes away from them both.
“I can’t remember the last time I went out for dinner like a normal person. Usually, we empty a restaurant or sneak into a private dining room. We get accosted by staff, other guests, fans. It’s hard to even find time to eat when everyone’s attention is pointed at you, but tonight was, well, tonight was pretty special. Thank you for protecting me.”
I smiled, glad that I could give him that moment of normality. I took a sip of wine before I said what I wanted to say.
“Always. If you were mine, I would protect you for a lifetime.” I probably shouldn’t have said it, but I did and I'd meant every word, because, fuck, I wanted him to be a part of what Ivy and I had.
“You do know you have the smoothest mouth, Ethan,” Gray laughed out.
“I keep telling him that. It will get him into so much trouble.”
“How about you both strip for me and I show you how much trouble my smooth mouth can get you in?”
Neither of them said a word, but they both stood and stripped. Gray, as usual, wasn’t wearing any underwear, but Ivy was left standing in a sheer, light blue thong.
Leaning back on my hands, I stared up at them both, my cock swelling in appreciation. “You both look stunning. Gray. Show me how wet my princess is for us.”
I watched with a lust filled stare as he pulled her thong to one side, sliding his fingers into her from behind. She moaned out as he pressed into her before pulling out, his fingers slick with her arousal.
“Give that to me,” I demanded.
Gray leaned forward as I got to my knees, and he pushed his fingers into my mouth. All three of us let out a collective moan as I ran my tongue over them, lapping up her flavor.
“Have you ever fucked a man, Gray?” I asked, having let his fingers slip from my mouth.
He shook his head.
“Do you want to?”
“I want to fuck you,” his words were barely a whisper.
“Princess?”
“Oh, God. I want to watch you both. The thought of you inside each other makes me so hot. But wait, I want your cock covered in my arousal, Grayson. Bury yourself in me. I want to know I'm helping you both get off.”
Gray groaned as he sat in the love seat, his cock heavy between his thighs. “Come and ride me, firefly.” Peeling off her thong, she moved towards Gray. Positioning herself over his thighs, he guided her to sink down, taking every inch of him. Pausing while her body stretched to accommodate him, he stroked her face affectionately, as if he couldn’t believe she was really there. Slowly, she rocked her hips, riding his length as Gray’s head fell back, a contended sigh falling from his lips.
Desperate to kiss Ivy, I moved to the sofa, kneeling beside them both, pulling her lips down to mine. Her pale skin was flushed, her breasts bouncing with each thrust, and her long red curls falling around her face.
“Come for me, Ivy. Cover him.”
