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She pulls my mouth to hers. The way she gasps into the kiss has my cock leaking. I need to hear those moans as I slide inside her.
"Do I get to fuck that tight little pussy?" I whisper, nudging her face with mine.
She nods. "You'll have to help me up."
"We're going to try this again," I say.
Pulling her up to standing, I get rid of my jeans. I'm commando, so I lie back on the chair. "Ride me."
The look she gives me is pure fucking fire. I can't help myself. I lean up, kissing her tits as she slides down my throbbing length.
"Dex."
She's so fucking perfect. Everything I've ever wanted wrapped up in one sassy package.
Chapter Thirty-Five
Vince Riggs
"Fuck," I growl at the ceiling, crossing my arms over my chest.
"Calm down," Walker hisses. "It's like you want to cause problems when things are just starting to come together."
Not really. I'm pretty sure I'm just awful at sharing, but Iamtrying. I don't understand how Issac does it. It's hot when I'm there and participating, but knowing Dexter is likely balls deep at the moment makes me want to strangle the life out of him, so I can take his place.
"Do not start shit," Walker growls, shoving me out the elevator door.
We take the short hallway to the suite we're sharing with McKinley, Issac, Marcus, and Dexter.
It's a huge monstrosity. Fancy as shit. A bit over the top for my taste, but it's the kid's big day. Maybe I am a cranky bastard? Shit, I think I'm a grumpy old man.
Walker opens the door to the suite and freezes. Just stops dead in his tracks. McKinley is absolutely naked and absolutely riding Dexter's cock.
Fucking Christ.
Dexter is facing us; we can only see McKinley's back and ass. Well, and the side of her giant baby belly.
Walker pulls me inside and, as quietly as possible, closes the door. Dexter wraps a hand in McKinley's hair, pulling her mouth to his. This fucker has the audacity to glare at us while he fucks her mouth with his tongue. He gives us a nod to get moving.
Walker's jaw drops, his eyes desperately taking in every inch of flesh on display.
"Dexter," McKinley whimpers.
Dex places a tattooed hand on her back, flipping us off and pointing to our room all at once.
My hands fist at my sides to keep from stomping over and punching him in his stupid pretty face.
McKinley bounces on her knees. When she starts to shiver, Dexter switches to powering up into her from the bottom. Walker tosses up a forearm to hold me back.
Yeah, I officially suck at this whole sharing thing, and I'm not even ashamed to admit it.
"Yes," McKinley moans.
"Holy fuck, Baby," Dex groans into her mouth. "Goddamn, grind just like that." His voice breaks on the last few words, and I swear I've never hated someone more.
I'm pretty sure I could actually commit murder and get away with it. I'd need a rural area without surveillance cameras on every corner…
"Come on," Walker hisses, trying to pull me toward the rooms.
