Page 93 of Damaged Souls


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“I’m not joking.”

“I didn’t think you were.”

They stepped inside a small room. There was a small bed, a couple of chests of drawers, and she noticed there was nothing on his walls, no posters or pictures.

Grant closed the door.

“I don’t have a bathroom. We have to share one but there is a lock on the door.”

Aria nodded. “Do you know how long this is going to be?”

“No,” he said.

“The guy I saw, he’s bad news, isn’t he?”

“Yeah, he is.” Grant sat down and waved her over, patting the bed beside him.

She laughed and moved closer to him, but Grant took hold of her hands and then pulled her down so that she straddled his waist. His hands went to the curve of her waist as he drew her down against his cock. She gasped.

“Do you feel that?”

“How can you be thinking about sex right now?” Aria asked, laughing.

“Simple, my woman is alone with me in my bedroom. This is not hard for me to think about.” He winked at her.

Aria cupped his face. “Are you in danger?”

“Nah, danger laughs at me.”

She rolled her eyes. “I’m serious, Grant. That guy looked scary.”

“And you don’t think I am?”

“I do. I think you’re very scary.”

“But I don’t scare you?”

“No, you don’t.”

“Good.”

He slid his hands toward her ass, squeezing the cheeks. She moaned his name and he thrust up against her.

“Fuck, you feel good,” he said.

His face pressed against her neck and she arched up, moaning.

Sex should be the last thing on her mind but as he pushed her skirt out of the way, he cupped her pussy. He slid his fingers beneath the fabric of her panties and he plunged them deep inside her. Aria gasped, gripping his shoulders tightly.

“I love watching you, Aria.”

“Do you think we should be having sex?”

“Yeah, I do.” He pulled out of her pussy and stroked his fingers against her clit. “All day I’ve been thinking about this pussy. Wondering if it was missing my cock. Is it missing my cock, baby?”

“Yes.” Her cheeks were on fire. She couldn’t believe what she was saying, but then she couldn’t bring herself to stop either. Why would she want to? The pleasure he gave her was out of this world. Feeling a little bold, she reached between them and started to stroke the hard ridge of his cock. He growled.

“That’s right, baby, touch me. Put those hands on me.”

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