Page 55 of Entwined


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“Is this hard for you, sweetness?” he asks after I whimper pathetically. “Is it hard for you to give up all control to me?”

He picks me up and spins away right in time to avoid the door busting open with an angry Vander. “There is no me on the other side of doors anymore, Grayson. I get to watch you fuck our girl to satisfaction, and enjoy every fucking second of it.”

Goddamn, is he sexy as fuck when he’s on the edge of breaking his control. My cunt agrees, viciously clenching around nothing.

Grayson tosses me on the bed, and I bounce where I land. “Hands above your head, Remi,” he commands before I’ve barely taken a breath. “And spread your legs. I want to give Vander a good look at what I’ll be fucking. Go ahead. Show him how wet you are.”

Oh, god. He’ll kill me from desperation, a libido overdose, before he even touches me.

The cool bedspread chills my legs as I spread them open, the fan blowing air where the proof of how turned on I am glistens in the overhead light.

“Sopping wet, Reginetta. Such a pretty pussy.” The sound of Vander’s voice makes me shiver.

“Now, if you don’t mind, I’m going to fuck our girl until she’s exhausted. Then I’ll tie her up and call the others to run a train on her.” My breathing speeds up and there’s nothing on Earth that would keep my body from squirming at his declaration. “It’ll be a late night for you, gorgeous.”

He quickly strips his clothes and climbs on the bed, moving until he’s hovering over me. We stare into each other’s eyes for a moment before his lips land on mine. I throw myself into the kiss, letting it consume me. We skip right past sweet and jump headfirst into ravenous.

Our teeth clash and he bites my bottom lip, sending a zing straight to my clit. I only have enough time to suck in a single breath before he’s kissing me again, but it’s long enough for my chest to heave, making my nipples brush against his pecks. The simple touch feels like it creates a flash of lighting, my body primed to come at the next carefully placed fraction of friction.

A needy moan spills from my lips, the words to beg him sitting on the tip of my tongue, but I dare not utter them for fear of repercussions. Grayson’s searing lips break from mine and his gaze sparkles with a knowing glint.

The only parts of our bodies that have touched are our lips, aside from the all too brief moment my nipples scraped against his skin. So much desire pulses through me, that I think it’s made everything hypersensitive.

Grayson settles his weight between my open thighs, and the slight movement of his cock settling between my slick lips nudges against my clit. The most delicious orgasm courses through my body. My back arches and my legs shake on either side of him.

“That’s it, sweetness. Give it all to me.” He slides his cock through my slit slowly, giving me every bit of the friction I need to keep the pleasure flowing through me, building to a beautiful crescendo. All the while, he kisses my neck and pinches the tight bud of my nipple.

When I’ve caught my breath, he moves down my body, giving me featherlight kisses over my collarbone trailing to my breasts. He takes turns sucking on my nipples, teasing them with his tongue and teeth, quickly bringing me up to the precipice once more. The man knows every move that makes me squirm underneath him, and he uses them to his advantage.

I close my eyes and tilt my head back, reminding myself that I agreed to let him have my body any way he wanted, at any speed he set. I don’t regret it, but I might go crazy by the time he fills me with his huge cock.

As if he senses my thoughts, he moves farther down my body, putting even more space between me and my desires.

Lightning licks across my spine as his tongue sweeps through my slit. I should’ve expected it, but somehow I didn’t. My fingers tighten around my shirt holding my hands together, but I’m unable to help myself from bucking my hips, chasing his tongue as it flicks off my clit.

A second later, a sharp slap lands on it. The pain mixed with pleasure makes me shiver and a long moan fills the air.

“Naughty,” Grayson mumbles into my cunt as he continues licking me. His fingers dance at my entrance, teasing me before sliding in to the hilt. He thrusts a few times, then focuses on my G-spot while sucking on my clit.

The familiar sensations of a pending orgasm warn not only me, but him too that I’m close, and he draws away, my clit slipping from his mouth with a pop. The sensitive nerves pulse with the denied pleasure that was a second away from taking over.

His fingers take on a lazy rhythm, keeping me on the edge but not letting me tip over it.

“Who owns this pussy, Remi?”

“You do. You do, Grayson. Please.” The words spill from my lips with the permission his question granted.

“Then come for me,” he says, a smile pulling at the corners of his mouth before he sucks on my clit again. A growl vibrates through his mouth, sending me over the edge, making my core clench like I’m doing an ab workout. I never moved them from where they were spread open for Vander to gaze upon, but now my thighs snap closed around Grayson’s head.

He keeps making sounds and flicking his tongue on my clit until we move past pleasure and into oversensitivity. I’m on the verge of saying screw it and pushing him off, when he suddenly crawls up my orgasm exhausted body. He grips the shirt around my hands and untangles it.

“I want to feel your hands on me as I make love to you, because the rest of the night you’ll be tied up, and I can’t guarantee I won’t lose myself seeing my ropes against your skin.” He guides my arms around his neck, enforcing his wishes.

I cling to him as his arms wrap around me. One hand presses on my lower back, holding us close together, and the other palms the back of my head. His hips shift, lining his cock with my entrance and slowly thrusts forward, filling me to the brim.

Pleasure shoots through me, so powerful and all consuming that I dig my nails into his shoulders. Our bodies roll in perfect rhythm. It’s like we’re so in sync with each other that we couldn’t possibly bumble our movements.

His cock hits all the right spots, making my walls flutter with yet another impending orgasm. “Your pussy is too fucking perfect.” He wraps his hand around the back of my neck using his grip to thrust himself into me harder.

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