Page 103 of In the Gray


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Rowdy stared at me for a really long time, and I could tell by the way his hold on me tightened that he was questioning if the truth would scare me. “Just give me a name.”

“Just like that?” I eyed him skeptically.

But we both knew he didn’t need to convince me. I already believed him.

Rowdy answered by lifting me and forcing me down on his dick. I gasped and closed my eyes, my fingers digging into his shoulders as a whimper escaped me. I tried controlling the pace and depth, but his hands were unrelenting as they cupped my hips, pressing me down, down, down.

“Wait. Owen, wait,” I pleaded when I was sure I couldn’t take anymore. I could feel him in my stomach, and my sore pussy burned from the tight stretch.

“All the way down,” he ordered, only to force the last inch or so with a mean upward thrust. “You want this dick to be yours, you got to ride it like it’s yours.”

“I am,” I whined.

“No, the fuck you not,” he barked and then slapped my ass hard to get me going.

I rolled my hips despite the pain, and because it was him and I wanted to please him, it didn’t take long before it started to feel good. I was riding him in earnest now, so Rowdy leaned against the pillows with his hands behind his head. At this point, it was me fucking him while he watched me lose my mind on his dick with a cocky grin.

“I thought you didn’t want it,” he teased and then slapped my ass.

“I want it! I want it,” I chanted as I bounced up and down.

Feeling freaky, I leaned back, bracing my hands on the mattress and resting my weight on my palms before throwing my pussy up and down on his pole. I’d never been this bold before, but I’d had plenty of lonely nights in my motel room to think about how I wanted to ride his dick if I ever let myself.

I knew Rowdy would hijack my whole world and not just my body if I did, so I never thought this day would come.

“Ah shit,” he let slip. His moans, which he usually held back, became more and more frequent as I rode him. I watched through half-lidded eyes as the arrogance slowly fell away, and his brows dipped in concentration as he zeroed in on where his dick was disappearing in and out of me.

A moment later, he bit his bottom liphardas he held back his nut. He sat up, and his thumb found my clit, circling and teasing until my knees flew together when I felt the beginnings of an orgasm stirring low in my gut.

“Oh, my God.”

“You gonna come for me, Dream?”

“Yes, Daddy,” I promised in my sweetest voice.Rowdy had stamped his ownership all over my body last night. This time, I wanted to do the same, so I sat up and placed my lips to his ear. “I’m going to come so hard for you. Can I have my morning protein first?”

His curse was my only warning before I found myself flat on my back and his dick slipping out of me as he straddled my chest and began jerking himself furiously.

“Open your fucking mouth.”

I happily obeyed, and a moment later, his warm cum landed on my tongue. Overwhelmed by the sight, Rowdy tossed his head back, and I felt a couple of drops carelessly land on my cheek, chin, and chest. Not wanting to waste a drop, I scooped them up, and when he opened his eyes, I held his gaze as I slipped my fingers in my mouth.

Rowdy groaned like I was killing him. “You so fucking nasty, little girl.”

I didn’t have a chance to respond before he grabbed my legs and folded me in half. My knees were touching my ears while he held the back of my thighs, keeping me open for him. The sounds he made as he licked and sucked my pussy told me he had a ferocious appetite that wouldn’t be stated.

And just when I thought there was nothing else he could do to turn my world inside out, I felt his tongue dip dangerously low. And then…

“Oh my…Owen…fuuuuck!”

His tongue rimmed my asshole, and I screamed.

I screamed as my orgasm ripped through me so fiercely all I could do was take it.

I screamed as Rowdy pushed his fingers deep inside me until he found my G-spot and worked it relentlessly until I came again on the heels of my first orgasm.

This one was different but newly familiar. More intense. Messier. It was the same pressure I’d felt in the stockroom. It built low in my pelvis just before I lost against the urge to push, and I squirted his fingers, abs, and thighs with ejaculate, making a mess of the sheets and…him.

God, I was all over him.

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