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“But I haven’t forgiven the stunt you pulled in the car either.” I rise to my feet, but I keep her panties to the side. She groans in frustration.

“Grey, please, every time I move, the toy brushes over my clit and I feel like I’m right there. Please let me come.” She sounds so sweet, begging. Her hands are resting on my abs; she grabs my shirt and pulls me closer.

“No, you will come when I say you will. And it sure as shit won’t be anywhere near any of the men who wish they were me. Your orgasm is for me and me alone. No one else will see the face you make as you come.” She pulls me in for a fierce kiss.

I pull back and put my fingers, which were just in her pussy, in her mouth. Shoving them to the back of her throat, she only gags for a second before she relaxes her throat.

“You made a mess of my fingers; clean them,” I demand as I lean in and pepper kisses on her neck and collarbone, all while she licks and sucks my hand vigorously.

I am so hard; I am grinding my dick on her exposed pussy, and before I can stop her, she has my fly down, pulls out my cock, and lines it up with her entrance. She’s looking at me through her lashes, with my fingers in her mouth. My self-control almost snaps.

“Sweet girl, I already told you, you don’t get my dick in your pussy until you are tied to… fuck.” My words are cut off, and I grind out that last word as she hooks her leg around my hip and pulls me forward. I wasn’t expecting that, so I stumbled forward, and when I do, my dick sinks deep into her tight, wet core.

She pulls my fingers from her mouth and says, “Fuck me, Greyson.” And with that, my limited control snaps.

“You better hold on, sweet girl. This will be hard and fast. I’m already about to come, so it’ll be quick too.” She grips my shoulders as she lifts her other leg around me, pulling me closer.

“Please, sir,” she moans in my ear.

“Fuck, Anna.” I look at her, “Put your arms above your head.” I demand in her ear. “Now, sweet girl.” She finally obeys. I reach up and grasp her, intertwine our fingers with one hand, then place them on the palm of the other and do the same, holding both her hands in mine.

I pull them down slightly and reposition us so I can fuck her and support her weight too. I then place my right elbow next to her head and move that hand to cover her mouth. She won’t be able to keep quiet.

Once I’m satisfied with the position, I thrust into her once. She gasps against my palm, then I pull out almost completely. Idrive back in; she’s meeting me thrust for thrust. It really won’t take long for me to come, especially after the ride here. At this moment, I don’t care how long I last. I pick up the pace, and I feel her start to flutter around my cock. She’s close, but not as close as me.

“Right now, you are mine to use. My good little slut.” I say my mouth is buried in her neck.

“Fuck, I’m coming.” It hits me hard and fast. I empty myself in her; she’s too close. If I try to move much more, she’ll follow me in release. She starts rocking, trying to chase her release.

I pull out and set her on her feet, tucking myself back into my pants. I fix her panties, all while she gapes at me.

“I told you already, you would come, but only when I had you tied to my bed. You begging me to fuck you doesn’t change what I said. But I will take this.” I say as I unhook her toy and slide the pieces into her purse.

She straightens her dress, and I pull the curtain back slightly and look to see if anyone is out there. We are in the clear.

Taking her hand, we stepped into the hallway. She goes to move to the bathroom, but I stop her. Turning her so her back is against the opposite wall, I bring my forearm up and place it next to her head. I lean down and ask, “What do you think you are doing?”

She looks up at me, slightly blushing. “I need to get cleaned up,” she replies.

I dip my head so my mouth is next to her ear. “I don’t think so; I want to know that I am seeping through your panties, while the men who have been chancing glances at you all night fantasize about doing exactly what I just did to you.” She turns even redder, and her breath hitches.

“I told you, I am a jealous man when it comes to you. Now let’s get you a drink; you look famished.” I smirk, leading her tothe bar. Hopefully, if we return with drinks, they won’t question our long absence.

Anna

Greyson and I are at the bar, now that it’s getting a little later it’s busier. But we managed to get the four drinks and head back to the table. “Sorry, about that ladies. I didn’t mean to step away for so long, as an apology I got the last rounds of drinks.” Greyson is quick to apologize and insinuate that we were at the bar this whole time. While simultaneously, making it known that once these drinks are done we plan to leave.

“You are too kind, Greyson. Let me order dessert to go with the last round.” Before we can protest she has the waiter flagged down and placed an order. Thankfully she ordered their chocolate-covered strawberries.

Before we are even halfway done with our drinks they arrive, Blake takes one and feeds it to Joanna and when some juice almost drips off her lips, Blake leans in and catches it with her tongue, then kisses Joanna who in turn deepens the kiss.

I’m grateful when the waiter comes and interrupts them, to ask if it’ll be one check or two. Joanna insists on just one and is even more insistent that she pay, she tells us we can cover the next dinner. We agree, but she never lets it happen, the only times we’ve ever paid, was when Greyson said he was going to the restroom, when he really went to the hostess and had them give his card to the waiter to pay. She caught on after the second or third time. We all finish our dessert and drinks, you can tell they want to get out of here as much as we do.

We say our goodbyes at the valet stand as they retrieve our cars. As Joanna hugs me, she says “I don’t know what has happened between you two in the last few days, but I haven’t seen you two like this in a long time. This dress is stunning, and he can’t keep his eyes off you. Have fun tonight.” She pulls back and winks.

All I can muster is a weak, “Yeah, you too.”

She gives a wave to Greyson, as Blake opens her door for her. Then she makes her way around the sports car and gets in herself and they drive off.

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