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“Yes. God, fuck yes! Rhys ... Rhys, I’m cumming. Harder. Fuck my ass harder, baby. Don’t stop.”
Rhys growls and rails me harder. “My pretty little whore. I’m going to cum in you so fucking deep you’ll taste it on your tongue.”
I fall off the edge of the world. My body heaves and bucks. My hole fists his cock and he roars a series of expletives that drowns my snarls to give me more.
I can’t tell when he cums because my own fluids are already a hot stream running down my legs. But he’s gone semi soft, and I think he’s done with me.
I’m wrong when he flips me onto my back and replaces his cock with his tongue. I’m so sensitive I almost bolt away and earn a sharp smack on my inner thigh for the effort. Rhys glowers up my body at me.
“You started this. I’m going to finish it and stop only when I’m done. You are going to fucking take it.”
I do because I’m his good little whore. I take everything he does to me and love every second of it, except the part an hour later when I have to get up, shower again and get ready for the party.
“Can we call in sick? I’m pretty sure you broke my pussy. That should count as a medical emergency.”
Already showered and dressed in dark trousers and a white button up and looking like I want to fuck all over again, Rhys raises an eyebrow.
“Broke it?” he moves to stand where I’m still a sprawled mess with both of our multiple releases and lube drying on my thighs. He slips a finger inside me, and I groan and arch into him. “Seems to be working fine still.”
Despite wanting to both sleep for a year and hit him, I laugh.
He grins and steps back, letting me roll to my feet as he sucks both our releases off his finger.
I shuffle in a stagger to the closet to unhook my dress from the back. I tuck the bag against my chest, the cold plastic sticking to my clammy skin. I turn to the man watching me with eyes he needs to avert if we’re ever going to leave this room.
“I was thinking,” I say instead, redirecting my thoughts and libido, “tonight, it should be all about Mom and Oz.” I go to Rhys and touch the center of his chest with the flat of my palm. The cotton is warm over the firm muscles of his chest. “We should avoid drawing attention on us. What do you think?”
His dark head dips and he nuzzles a kiss to the curve of my shoulder. “It’s going to be a long night but agreed.”
With a final kiss that curls my toes, Rhys releases me, muttering something about checking if Oz needs help setting up.
Alone, I shower and dress in the dark green velvet gown I picked out months ago for the occasion. The off the shoulder straps dangled down my arms in soft lace while the top cinches tight at my chest and trims my waist. The straight cut neckline plumps my breasts, but nothing too wild.
I curl my hair and pin it up in a riot with stray coils dangling at my ears to tangle with the diamond chandelier earrings I hook to my ears.
With my strappy, silver heels properly fastened to my feet, I leave the room in search of my mother.
“Rhys!”
Halfway down the stairs, my head jerks up at the sound of Oz’s sharp cry and a deafening bang. I pause in my descent, the hem of my skirt still twisted in my hands. My focus on my steps falter when I find myself caught in Rhys’s dark, consuming eyes.
A bench with a velvet cushion sits between them, forgotten.
Rhys moves away from his father to meet me at the bottom of the steps. His large hand is extended to me.
“Run away with me.”
I laugh. “Thank you, but I’m already taken,” I tell him, accepting the palm anyway.
He helps me to the final step. The height brings me nearly to his level.
“Fuck him.”
“Oh, I do...” I promptly cut myself off when I catch sight of Oz from over Rhy’s shoulder. I clap my lips shut and poke Rhys in the belly. “You’re going to get me in trouble.”
He presses in closer. His warm hands curve around my waist, pulling me the rest of the way into his chest. “Oh, I plan on it.” His gaze drifts down the length of me. “I thought we agreed not to draw attention.”
Heat prickling my cheeks, I wrinkle my nose and nudge him back a step. “I’m going to find Mom. You stop looking at me like that.”
