Total pages in book: 101
Estimated words: 98255 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 491(@200wpm)___ 393(@250wpm)___ 328(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 98255 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 491(@200wpm)___ 393(@250wpm)___ 328(@300wpm)
“Then you’ve got Sweets, Rip, Stacks, Bud…” He kept naming people and she knew it would take some time to remember their names. She had no idea how long she was going to be here.
Everyone smiled at her, nodded in her direction, and then Grant held her hand tightly and moved her away, heading toward the door in the back. Grant didn’t stop holding her hand as he took her up several flights of stairs.
“Where are we going?”
“To my room.”
“You live at the clubhouse?”
“I used to live at the clubhouse, then I took Maddie’s home from her.”
Aria giggled.
“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.”
She flicked the button of his jeans and drew down the zipper, tugging it until it was free. She slid her hand inside, finding his cock and he wrapped an arm around her, lifting just slightly to adjust himself. He pulled his jeans off his body, moving them down.
Within seconds, he’d torn her panties. Aria had lost count of the number of panties he’d destroyed. There was no limit to what he’d do to get her naked.
He moved her hand out of the way and Aria settled into position, holding up her skirt so that he could find her entrance, and then she sat on his dick. They both moaned as she slammed down on him, seating him to the hilt within her pussy.
“Oh, fuck, that feels good. So fucking good.”
His hands were on her ass.
Dropping the skirt, she held onto his shoulders and began to rock up and down his length, staring into his eyes as she did so, not wanting to let go. He grabbed her ass, working her over his dick. She loved feeling him.
“I want you to come,” he said.
“No, I want you to come, Grant,” she said.
This time, she was on top. She was in charge. He wasn’t going to stop her. Not now. Grant groaned and she took possession of his mouth, kissing him.
He let go of her ass to sink his fingers into her hair, drawing her close. Even though she was in charge, it wasn’t hard for him to take over. When he tried to grab her in a way to change positions, she wouldn’t let him. Grant growled against her lips.
“I’m going to come.”
And she wasn’t going to stop. Aria broke the kiss and watched him as she drove down on his length, sending him over the edge, watching him come. She loved how his face changed, the pleasure as he filled her.