Total pages in book: 77
Estimated words: 76953 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 385(@200wpm)___ 308(@250wpm)___ 257(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 76953 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 385(@200wpm)___ 308(@250wpm)___ 257(@300wpm)
“Fuck,” I ground out. “So wet just from sucking my cock.”
Another needy little sound escaped her as my fingers teased up her pussy to find and circle her clit.
Her whole body trembled at the touch as her thighs tightened and her hips rocked, everything about her begging for more.
I slid my thumb to her clit then slipped two fingers inside her.
Her head fell back on a moan as her walls tightened around my fingers as I slid them deeper.
“Perish, please,” she whimpered when my fingers stilled inside her. Her hips rocked, circled, begged for more friction.
My other hand slid up to lightly press over her mouth before my fingers started to fuck her. Fast, deep. Thrusting, circling, turning then stroking.
She was fucking drenched, soaking my hand, making my cock twitch again at the thought of sliding deep inside her.
That… that was the one line I knew I couldn’t cross.
But I could have this moment.
I could give her what she needed from me.
So that was what I did.
Until her pussy was tightening and her cries vibrated against my hand.
Then again.
And again.
And again.
Until she was panting, until I had to release her mouth to hold her against me so she didn’t sink to the floor.
I don’t know how long we stood there like that, me holding her up, keeping her close as she tried to come back from orgasm after orgasm.
And honestly, I had no plans to let her go.
Until I heard voices upstairs, one of them getting alarmingly close to the door.
We both tensed.
Then I heard the hand on the knob.
Gracie must have too, because she flew into the bed, throwing the covers over herself and looking immediately asleep.
I was quick enough to get myself tucked and zipped and move toward the steps before Nave made his way down.
“She asleep?” he asked, voice hushed as I slipped my hands into my pockets.
“Yeah. Was just coming up to grab some aspirin.”
“Our backs ain’t what they used to be,” Nave agreed, nodding. “I was coming to take a shift in the room so you can get some sleep.”
I wanted to object.
I wanted to stay close to her.
But I also knew that I needed to get away, needed to get my head together.
“Thanks, man,” I said, turning, then making my way upstairs.
Alone in my room, I kicked out of my shoes, stripped out of my clothes, then climbed in the shower because I had Gracie’s coconut scent all over me, and if I was going to think straight, I needed to wash it away.
It was a silly goal, though.
There was no way I would be able to stop thinking about Gracie after everything that had happened between us so far.
I toweled off, put on some fresh sleep pants, brushed my teeth, and climbed into bed, trying to list all the reasons I couldn’t touch Gracie again, making myself flip through all the faces of the men who would be pissed at me, who might line up to take swings at me.
And I’d have to take it.
Because I knew the damn rules.
On a sigh, I reached over to plug in my phone before slowly starting to drift off to sleep.
I didn’t fully get there, though.
Because my door creaked open and quietly clicked closed.
Then Gracie was crawling up over my body.
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
Gracie
I tried to go back to sleep.
Really, I did.
But even after Perish had brought me to climax after climax, my body still felt like it was humming, aching, begging for more. For him.
I tossed and turned, tangled in sheets, kicked them off, and grumbled at the bunk above mine.
I was painfully aware that Nave was up in the glass room. And that several men were stationed outside, maybe even some inside.
I needed to keep my butt in the basement.
And yet…
And yet I was unfolding from the bed.
Maybe I would just, you know, go get a snack in the kitchen. Look around. See if anyone was paying any attention to me.
It was a little lie, though.
I knew exactly what I was doing.
Because I turned back to the bed and rolled up my robe and pillows underneath.
I had no idea how believable my little decoy was. I’d never snuck out of the house as a teen, so this was my first attempt at making my bed look full when it was empty.
But the light was off, and Nave had no reason to search the bed.
With that, I crept up the stairs, glad for all the sleepovers at the clubhouse because I knew where the creaky stairs were so I could avoid them.
I played it off at first, moving through the common room to the kitchen.
But as far as I could tell, anyone who was inside the building was already fast asleep.
So there was no one to see me as I crept toward the hallway, looking in both directions.