Total pages in book: 139
Estimated words: 127941 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 640(@200wpm)___ 512(@250wpm)___ 426(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 127941 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 640(@200wpm)___ 512(@250wpm)___ 426(@300wpm)
I stare after him, watching as he stops by the back door to look back at me. “You need anything?” he asks. “I’m going to check on Cruz and crash. I’m fucking exhausted. I can’t keep my eyes open a second longer.”
I shake my head. “I’m all good,” I tell him, watching as he narrows his gaze, double checking and making sure that I’m being completely honest—I’m not. I’m so far from good that it’s not even funny.
I know he sees the lie, but with both Grayson and Carver out here, he knows that I’ll be alright.
King slips in through the back door and I sink against the side of the Jacuzzi, sipping on my drink as I look up at Grayson, standing just above me. “I let him get away,” I murmur, my head so full of this bullshit that I can’t even think straight. “I should have let Cruz take his shot. He deserved to take his shot.”
Grayson nods as his fingers fall to the buttons on his shirt and slowly pops them open, letting the breeze catch the sides of his open shirt and blow them back to show off his sculpted body. “True,” he mutters, his eyes on mine as he moves to the button of his pants. “But you needed your answers just as much as Cruz needed to destroy him. Cruz will get his chance. We just need to be patient.”
“Patience isn’t something that comes easily to me.”
Carver scoffs behind Grayson but I pay him no attention, far too distracted by the way Grayson’s pants fall from his hips. I watch as he stands before me in the most brilliant birthday suit I’ve ever seen. I gape for just a second. There’s something about the way the moonlight hits his flawless skin that has my mouth watering and the disastrous thoughts from the day fading from my mind.
He steps down into the Jacuzzi, his eyes still heavily on mine and darkening by the second. “You think too much.”
Ain’t that the truth.
I watch him, unable to take my eyes off his deep stare as he moves through the water to get to me. One hand falls to my waist as his other finds mine. He pulls me to my feet, and as I stand in the deepest part of the Jacuzzi, he lifts me into his arms. My legs curl around his waist and I breathe him in, loving how quickly my tortured mind begins to ease.
“Let me help you relax,” Grayson murmurs, his lips hovering a breath away. Not wasting a single moment, they press down against mine and instantly take control.
When a man kisses me, I’m usually that girl who likes to be in control. I like to be the big man in charge with my balls of steel and domineering alpha bullshit, but sometimes, a girl just needs a broody asshole to throw her down and tell her how it’s going to be. Times like this.
Grayson’s tongue forces its way inside my mouth, and I open wide for him, needing him to toss me around like a ragdoll and fuck me until I can’t remember that today even happened. Hell, right now, I’d be happy to forget the past few months had even happened.
I curl my arms around his strong neck, holding onto him tightly as just our chests peek out from the water. A soft moan slips from between my lips and he swallows the sound just as he pulls away and drops his forceful lips to my neck, kissing and sucking while making the rest of my body silently beg for his touch.
I feel his monster cock hardening against the thin material of my bikini bottoms, his piercing pressing against my clit, so when I grind against him, I see my whole life flashing before my eyes as an electric current pulses through my body.
I tilt my head, opening my neck for more, and as I do, I look over Grayson’s shoulder to find Carver still standing in the moonlight by the table with his eyes focused heavily on me in his best friend’s arms.
The interest pulses through his hooded eyes, and while I know that this is a big step for him, I can’t resist lifting my hand off Grayson’s shoulder and with my pointer finger, slowly indicating for him to join.
Carver bites down on his bottom lip and my pussy clenches with just the thought of him keeping his eyes on me. He takes in the way that Grayson’s fingers dig into my skin, tight enough to leave bruises, and he sees the way my body responds to it, and just like that, he knows I’ll be getting fucked hard and rough with or without him.
I roll my tongue over my lips, letting him know just how badly I want him to take the bait and give me what I want, and just as Grayson’s tongue rolls up to the sensitive space below my ear and I suck in a sharp gasp, Carver pushes away from the table.