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Having Bryn’s trembling body flop around so effortlessly on every buck, not only encourages me to fuck her faster and harder, it convinces me to curl completely around her, constrict her ability to go anywhere, feel anything that isn’t every part of me conquering and monopolizing every part of her.
The pressure and the weight and the inability to pull away from the intensity damn near instantly sends her over the edge on a room shaking scream. “Wes!” Pleased grunts hit her ears to the same unyielding pace that her pussy is pulsating. “Wes!” Wetness cascades down my cock over and over and over again, soaking any skin it can reach. “Wes!”
“Keep fucking screaming, little prey,” I demand while cum floods the quivering space, overflow trickling out alongside hers to drench my tremoring thighs. “I want everyone in the estate to know you belong to me.”
Chapter 18
Brynley
“Pass the pen, dick breath,” I huff, palm facing upward, hovering right above my mom’s blanket covered lap.
“That’s yours,” taunts J.T. from the chair stationed on the opposite side of her bed.
“This,” mom loudly sighs as she swings her stare to me, “this is why I only had one of you.”
“Because you achieved perfection the first time?”
“Because you clearly don’t play well with others,” she playfully fusses causing Wes to laugh loudly beside me.
“Considering my morning activities-”
“And the one at lunch,” Puppet Boy slyly interjects during the pen transferring from his grip to mine.
“-I would have to strongly disagree.”
“How do you know what happened at lunch?” my boyfriend unhappily ponders in his best friend’s direction.
“Because anyone with ears in a two-mile radius knows what happened at lunch,” he chortles in return, word search booklet being given to me next. “And it wasn’t cleaning up her résumé.”
Redness instantly blooms in his expression prompting him to snip, “I don’t think we should be discussing such things in front of Lauren.”
“Then perhaps you shouldn’t have left such marks on my daughter for me to see,” she flippantly jeers. “Were you kissing her neck or trying to snorkel with it?”
Amused cackles cause my head to momentarily drop forward.
Wes’s face further cherries alongside his whispered investigating, “Is this an inappropriate subject to discuss with your mother of all people?”
“Puh-lease,” I effortlessly brush off while beginning my hunt for an unfound word. “Who do you think I told first about losing my virginity?”
The gasp that escapes Wes isn’t any sort of shock.
In private?
Absolutely an apex…everything.
In public?
I wouldn’t be surprised if he was wearing a chastity belt rather than those expensive boxer briefs, he prefers.
“Seriously?” J.T. leans back in his seat and crosses one leg over the other. “Your mom?”
Circling something on the list occurs in tandem with me clarifying, “We’ve always been open with each other. You know…minus the whole has a hot mega billionaire for a boss thing.” Passing the object over to Wes is done with a salacious wink. “And you are hot. Explosive hot.” The wiggling of my eyebrows deepens the crimson color. “USS Kelvin vs Narada ship explosion hot.”
A mixture of awe and hunger amalgamate in his gaze seconds prior to the other man in the room heavily sighing. “Dude, why can’t I find a woman to compliment me like that?”
I toss him a mirth-ridden smirk. “Because the chances of you finding her at a Tuesday charity brunch for underprivileged camels is slim to none.”
“It wasn’t for camels,” he needlessly argues, hands folding in his naval blue suit colored lap. “It was for addax, but point…noted.”
