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“Ahh, thanks,” she says before a cheesy grin stretches across her face. “You wouldn’t happen to have a bra hidden in your drawers, would you? Preferably one that’s never been used? Maybe some panties too?”
My face scrunches as I finally turn to meet her stare, but as I get a look at the few remaining droplets of water skating down her chest, my throat seizes. What the fuck is wrong with me? I’ve gotta get a grip. “The fuck do you think this is?” I say. “If you want decent clothes that fit you, go crawl up Zade’s ass.”
“Like that will ever happen,” she mutters, adjusting the top of her towel, making sure it’s secure. “Speaking of Zade,” she continues. “I need a favor.”
I focus my stare back out the window. “No.”
Oakley groans and throws herself right over the back of the couch before sprawling out beside me. She doesn’t hesitate climbing onto my lap, straddling me, and instantly making my cock even harder, knowing there’s not a damn thing under that towel. Her brow arches as she instinctively grinds down against me, and I can’t help but drop my hands to her soft thighs, my fingers brushing over the small cross. My mark will forever live on her skin as a constant reminder that, despite her fucked-up relationships with my friends, a part of her will always belong to me.
Her eyes become hooded as she curls her hand behind my neck, being careful not to disturb Venom. “Do you need me?” she murmurs, seduction deep in her throaty tone.
I nod, watching her closely. “You’re not sore after Dalton?”
“I am,” she admits. “But I need you too.”
Not hesitating, I lock my arm around her waist and lift her just enough to free my cock. I line myself up with her entrance, and as I lower her back down, I fill her to the fucking brim. Oakley gasps as my balls tighten, finally relieving the ache I’ve had for her all fucking day.
Her eyes roll and she starts to move, slowly riding me, moving up and down on my cock as she circles her hips. I grip her ass beneath her towel as her nails dig into my skin. “Oh, God, Easton,” she breathes, letting her towel fall open and teasing me with those perfect tits. “I’ve missed how you fill me.”
“I know, Pretty,” I say with a grunt, her pussy clenching around my cock, squeezing me tight as she moves up and down.
“I need a favor.”
“No.”
She tightens her hold on my cock, all but strangling me with her sweet cunt. “I’m not asking again,” she says in warning. “I need a favor.”
Letting out a sigh, I play her game, becoming a victim of her pussy. “What is it?”
Oakley groans as she drops down over me, and I lean further back into the couch, adjusting my hips so she goes deeper. “Oh, fuck. I need you to convince Zade to let me work tonight,” she says with a breathy groan. “He listens to you.”
Fuck. Knowing the likelihood of Zade actually agreeing to that, I take a different approach. “Why the fuck do you want to work? You’ve got twenty-seven days left, and you want to spend it in a fucking dive bar serving asshole college pricks?”
“I like working,” she tells me. “It’s mind-numbingly boring, but it’s busy, and for those few hours behind the bar, I won’t have to think about Empire and the ritual. It allows me to feel normal, assuming Danny will actually let me work. I missed Saturday’s shift after I made this whole big speech about not being a flake. Besides, I haven’t checked in with Cara in a few days. She probably thinks I’m dead by now. Either that or I’ve been in a sex-marathon orgy and she’s pissed she wasn’t invited.”
Sounds like Cara.
“Alright, fine,” I say with a groan. “If I agree to ask him, would you shut up and fuck me like you mean it?”
Oakley grins wide, her eyes sparkling with wicked hunger, and she adjusts herself on my lap. “Watch me, Easton,” she murmurs, taking my hand and pressing it to her body. My gaze immediately drops down between us, watching the way her sweet cunt takes my cock, moving in and out and glistening with her arousal.
My cock flinches with need. What can I say? I’m a visual guy. I like to watch almost as much as I like to participate.
Her hips roll as she bounces up and down on my cock, squeezing and grinding, and I reach between us, gripping the base of my cock with a firm grasp as my thumb reaches up to her sensitive clit, rubbing tight circles and watching how her body responds.
Oakley picks up her pace, and after Dalton probably made her come twice already, she’s going to have to work for it. But I know she can do it. Her pussy aches for a release she can only find with me. “Come for me, Pretty. Let me see you.”
