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“Gray,” I pant.

The only answer I get is a groan as I feel his finger prod against my tight opening. “Let me in, Princess.”

Though I’m trying to relax, it’s almost impossible when my entire body is coiled tight in anticipation of the release waiting just around the corner.

Gray pushes harder against my back entrance, and I’m screaming, delirious with pleasure as he finds his way inside first with one finger, then two.

“I’m so… I’m so… Gray!” My words turn nonsensical as it takes everything in me to keep moving.

“I know you’re close,” Gray rasps, his fingers pistoning into my ass. “Come for me, Mrs. Black.”

His words are my undoing, and instead of giving him a snarky reply, I chant his name over and over as I come so hard, he needs to steady me so I don’t fall off his cock.

I feel like I black out from sheer pleasure, and maybe I do, because when my vision comes back, he’s changed our position without me noticing it. Where he was behind me before, I’m now looking up at him as he now hovers above me. His cock is still hard, twitching inside me.

“If I ask.”

Thrust.

“You.”

Thrust.

“Better.”

Thrust.

“Say.”

Thrust.

“Yes.”

I don’t get a chance to answer before he bends down and claims my lips with his. His tongue delves into my mouth, and it feels like he’s sucking the air from my lungs and into his as he kisses me with a passion that could start a forest fire.

His breathing speeds up and his cock jerks and pulsates deep in my pussy, his hot cum painting my insides with hot strokes.

Gray moves to the side, his spent dick still inside me. I’m not ready for him to pull out, so I roll with him and hoist my leg up and around his waist, keeping us together.

“I love you, Gray.”

His eyes flutter open. “And I fucking love you, Zo. Now tell me you’ll be Mrs. Bl—”

With a grin, I place my finger against his lips and stop him from finishing that sentence. “That’s still not a question.”

Grayson

Acouple of years later.

Whistles and hoots fill the air as Zoe blows the candles out, making sure to get each of the twenty-one burning wicks in one breath. I can’t fucking wipe the smile from my face as I watch her straighten and gasp for air, her lips spreading into a wide smile right before Alana launches forward, shaking a bottle of champagne and spraying it over us.

“Alana!” Zoe screeches through her laughter right as more alcohol starts spraying from all directions, drenching not just us, but everyone near us.

“God damn it.” I chuckle, ducking down to scoop my princess up before throwing her over my shoulder.

“Hey! Where are you going with the birthday girl?” Rose calls as I push through my many club brothers and the barely clothed Cunts and Sweet Butts as the celebration amps up.

Zoe giggles, not even bothering to fight me as I head out of the main room, beelining for the stairs.

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