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“What are you waiting for? A written invitation,” I quip.
He smirks and slaps my ass so hard I yelp. “No,” he clarifies darkly. “I don’t need a fucking invite to invade what’s already mine.”
Using both hands, he roughly parts my ass cheeks before I feel the head of his cock nudging against my drenched opening.
“Look at them,” he rasps as he sheathes himself inside my cunt with one thrust. “I can feel how much you like watching them fucking.”
He isn’t wrong.
My eyes are glued to Alana, who’s now being spit-roasted by the twins. Their guttural groans and the slapping of skin have my pussy clenching around Grayson.
“Are you going to deny it?” he asks.
“I already answered that question before,” I complain, and Grayson chuckles before giving my ass a slap.
“I’m asking again. Now, fucking answer me.”
Shaking my head, I whimper, loving how he dominates me. “Yes, I like watching them fuck.”
“Good girl,” he praises as he wraps my hair around his fist and tugs until I’m arching as much as possible. Then he finally moves, fucking me hard and fast, just like I asked for.
My body sings with pleasure, and tears gather in my eyes from the intensity as another orgasm builds deep inside me.
Without slowing down, he releases my hair and moves one hand to my clit, expertly rolling it. Then he shifts, so he’s leaning above me, peppering my shoulder in kisses and teasing bites.
“Are you ready to come for me?” he asks.
When I take too long to answer, he bites harder.
“Y-yes,” I cry.
The bite was all I needed to push me over the edge. Like a comet, I’m hurtling through time and space, coming with his name on my lips.
“Fuck. Zo. You feel fucking amazing.”
Grayson groans my name as he shoots his load deep inside me, and it doesn’t escape me that instead of calling me Princess, a couple of times, he’s called me Zo. I’m not sure why, but I feel like that means something.
I’m not ready for… whatever that something is, so before I can stop myself, I cockily say, “I feel like this should count as extra protection.”
“What?”
Moving away from him, I tug the skirt of my dress into place while worrying my bottom lip.
“I mean, I did just let you fuck me in public.” When his expression turns downright thunderous, my bravado wanes. “Come on. You know I’m right,” I say, trying to plead with him.
“Are you forgetting you’re the one who asked to be fucked? You begged for it, so I’m the one who did you a solid.”
His voice is deceptively low. If it wasn’t for the way his nostrils flare, I wouldn’t know how angry I’ve made him.
Well, fuck.
“So no, Princess. Tonight doesn’t fucking count.”
Grayson
Churchwasahardpill to swallow this morning, where Rocco announced that food is too scarce after the Fourth of July blowout, and that we need to start a record of our food stock to figure out how much longer it will last before we can no longer feed our club brothers and Cruz Cunts.
It puts a real downer on the men, but a necessary one.
