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Grabbing her hips, I tilt her slightly so I have the perfect angle, before I thrust hard and deep into her pussy. Her moan is long and sensual.“Harder. Please. Harder,” she begs.
Doing as she asks, I go harder and faster, the force touching brutal as she practically sings. She releases the sheets with one hand, then strokes her hand down her chest as she teases a trail to her clit.
My cock plunges inside of her as her delicate fingers ghost over her needy bud. No pinching, no flicking, no harsh touch. Just a soft swipe in comparison to the harshness of my rhythm, and she screams at the top of her lungs, exploding at the seams. It’s impossible to survive the tightening of her pussy around my cock, and with my next breath, she triggers my orgasm. It starts at my toes, swirling up my legs and burning my spine before I grunt, my movements becoming slower and shallower as I come with her.
“Holy fuck,” we say in sync. A soft, airy chuckle passes both our lips.
She looks like an angel tangled in my sheets with a heaving chest and I know, in this moment, that this definitely won’t be the last time.
Amidst all of the awe and ecstasy as she took my cock, I didn’t get the luxury of tasting her tits. And Ihaveto have a taste of them.
EIGHTEEN
Scarlett
The bodybehind me provides warmth to my skin. Morning fog clouds my thoughts as I come to my senses.
Lips feather over my cheeks, my forehead, my eyes, all the way down to my chin.
If I fell asleep tangled in the sheets with Emmett and he’s cocooning me with his body from behind, then who the fuck is kissing me?
Squinting, I peer out of one eye to find Gray lazing beside me, a wide grin on his face as he continues to dot a few more kisses over my skin, before propping himself on his elbow.
“What are you doing?” My voice is groggy from sleep as I force both eyes open.
“Well, I called your name first, but that didn’t seem to work at all, so I thought I would try other tactics to wake you.” His blue eyes darken with mischief as he leans in once more and presses his lips to mine.
I’m disorientated as shit right now, especially with Emmett’s hands at my waist and his dick nestled between my ass cheeks.
“Did you need me for something?” I’m not trying to be rude, but it sounds a little rough to my ears.
Gray slaps his palm against his chest, collapsing back like a wounded soldier as he rolls dramatically from side to side. I roll my eyes at his dramatics, and he eventually sighs, dropping the act.
“Can’t a guy just search you out for no reason?”
“No, not usually.” I murmur, shaking my head dismissively as he rolls his eyes at me.
“Now, who’s being dramatic?”
Is he for real?
As if sensing my thoughts, the hand at my hip flexes against my skin before Emmett’s gruff voice joins the conversation. “Ignore him, Scarlett. Gray doesn’t know what dramatic looks like because he never looks in the fucking mirror to see it.”
A grin spreads across my face as I bite back the chuckle bubbling beneath the surface, which only grows louder when Gray glares at me.
“So, anyway, last night was fun,” he says with a smile, like everything prior to this moment didn’t happen.
“Which part?” I ask, my thoughts completely confused with what is actually going on right now.
“You know, when guns were being fired. I mean, Emmett had the most fun dropping the asshole waving his gun around, but I still enjoyed it,” Gray explains with a shrug.
“Of course you did,” I mumble, shifting my position slightly so I can push the hair back off my face, but both Emmett and Gray make it difficult for me to move at all. The sheet is at least pinned under my arm so my breasts aren’t spilling out, but something tells me that might not be the case for much longer. The thought alone makes my core clench.
I should be exhausted. Between the pair of them, my muscles ache in places I didn’t even know I had them, yet my body still wants more.
“Something has been playing on my mind though,” Gray adds, pausing my thoughts as I blink up at him. The wrinkle between his brows and the softening of his eyes tell me I’m not going to like where this is going.
“What?” Emmett asks, curious as to what his brother is talking about while I would rather sink through the mattress and land in hell than find out.
