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Grant surprises me by leaning down and claiming my lips with his own. I tremble at the hunger behind the kiss. His tongue slips into my mouth and I greet it tentatively. He tastes sweet. The maple syrup that’s lingered behind after his meal makes the kiss delicious, and I sink into it. Grant’s hands fall on my knees then pull them apart. When he breaks the kiss, we’re both breathing heavily.

Without a word, he sinks to one knee between my legs. His fingers reach forward to yank on the waistband of my panties. Excitement returns, and my heart leaps up from where it’s dropped, thrilled at Grant’s attention. I help him by lifting my hips up so he can pull them down and off. He tosses them away as his eyes drop from my face to my pussy.

“Christ, dollface, your body isdripping. Is this all for me? If I knew how desperately you wanted to feed me, I might’ve skipped the first round of breakfast,” Grant says, his voice oddly strained.

Under his gaze, I’m a shaking mess. I want him to touch me so badly that I’m close to begging. I have to bite my bottom lip to keep the words behind my lips.

“Feed her, Jay, while I reward her,” Grant orders as he leans forward.

His tongue slowly slides through me, causing me to gasp. My legs try to snap together at the incredible sensation. Instead of letting them close, Grant heaves both legs over his shoulders before really diving into me. I cry out in surprise at the fervor in his mission. Before I can think too much of it, a fork hovers in front of my face. My eyes slide from it to Jason, who’s standing beside me, watching intensely. His lips are slightly parted and he’s breathing heavily.

“Eat, dollie,” he orders softly.

Keeping my eyes locked on him, I open my mouth and allow him to feed me. Holy hell… Grant’s tongue caresses every part of me, making sure to lap up every drop of arousal. It’s hard to focus on chewing the bites of food Jason feeds me as Grant tongue fucks me.

I lean back, propping my body up with one hand braced behind me, while my other hand grabs a handful of Grant’s hair. My breathing becomes shallow. Swallowing becomes impossible. My thighs lock around Grant’s head, and when his tongue dives deep into my core, I cum with a scream. My legs tremble hard around his face. As I wail with pleasure, I close my eyes and throw my head back, savoring the moment as best I can.

Lips crash down on me as I gasp for air. Immediately, I know they belong to Jason. I’d know these lips anywhere. I moan into his mouth as Grant continues to eat me out, prolonging my orgasm.

When we all break away from one another, I feel as light as a feather and as happy as a clam. Jason and I stare at each other for a moment before I look down at Grant. Our eyes lock. With a deliberate slowness, he turns his head and leaves a kiss on my inner left and then right, thigh. When he’s through, he rises. Grant leans over me, his expression demanding. I meet him halfway, knowing what he wants. In a rare moment of tenderness, Grant kisses me, slow and soft. My heart shudders and my earlier resentment towards him eases.

“I think I can safely say this is quitesustainable,” he muses out loud as he straightens and holds my stare.

Oh shit, he heard that? My cheeks burn with mortification. “Grant, I—”

“Remember, we leave in an hour,” he interrupts before leaving both Jason and I behind.

Jason makes a choking sound, drawing my attention back to him. I find him staring after his friend, a frown clinging to his lips.

“What is it?” I ask before I can stop myself. I shouldn’t care, but for whatever reason, his expression concerns me.

Jason turns back to look at me, a smile flipping his frown the other way. “Nothing. It’s just, I’ve never seen Grant so rattled.”

Rattled? Grant wasrattled? Could’ve fooled me.

“Come on, let’s finish getting you fed. Then we’ll need to go.”

Twenty-Eight

“Can I be honest with you three?” I ask as we drive to an undisclosed location.

While I’ve not been told where we’re headed, judging by the way they’ve all decided to wear nice button ups, suits, and are doused in fancy cologne, I can tell it’s somewhere important.

“I’d be pissed if I ever found out you were lying,” Trip replies from beside me as he stares out his window.

I look over to him and consider his statement carefully before replying. “I’ll admit to omitting things.”

I flash him a defiant grin when he turns to glare at me.

“Cut it out.”

I certainly will not. But I don’t say that out loud. Instead, I tell them, “Ever since you guys started blackmailing me, my life has gotten a lot more interesting. I never know what’s about to happen next. And honestly, I don’t always hate it. But, right now, not knowing where we’re going iskillingme. So, does anyone want to share before I start having a panic attack?”

Jason and Trip chuckle darkly. Clearly, they enjoy my discomfort. Grant, however, remains silent. I don’t miss the way his grip tightens on the steering wheel.

“Does it matter where we’re going?” Jason asks, turning around in the passenger seat to stare at me.

“Kind of.”

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