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She was close last night. Pretty sure we can get her there.

Fuck. Would it be a dick move to wake her up just so I can fuck her again?

“Roarke,” Mason says from behind me. “Stop grinding on the poor girl’s ass. Go take care of yourself if you’re so fucking horny.”

“I’m not grinding on her ass,” I murmur, stopping the rocking of my hips. Well, not intentionally, anyway. I roll onto my back and readjust my cock in my boxers.

“What happened when you went down on her yesterday morning?” Mason lies on his back with his arm tucked under his head, staring at the ceiling like it did him wrong.

“She seemed into it, but then she said ‘no’ and ‘don’t.’ I backed away and she cowered against the headboard like I was the monster under her bed come to get her.” That helps my raging hard-on go down some. “She was shaking, and her eyes were glazed like she wasn’t here.”

I glance over at her and Aiden sleeping. They wrap around each other like they’re each other’s lifeline in sleep. I lift her braid and let it slide out of my hand.

Mason grunts in acknowledgment and then sighs. “She’s glued together, but she’s fragile. We need to respect the limits she puts on us but also figure out what her real limits are. She wants to please us, and that can be dangerous. She’ll let us push her too far.”

He’s right. She hesitated before answering and would look to us for confirmation before saying no to anything. I want to know who broke her. I’m sure they didn’t pay for what they did, or Mason would know about it.

I’ll make sure they pay for what they did to her.

“I’m going for a run.” I lean over Greer and press a kiss to her temple. She releases a soft breath. What I want from her will have to wait until she’s more comfortable. I like exhibition, but I also like just having her on my cock any way I can get it.

I might hold off on her ass, though, make her really want it.

Fuck, my cock is rock hard again. I get off Mason’s bed and leave the dark room, stepping out into the bright, sunlit hallway. I squint at the light before entering my bedroom.

Stripping off my boxers, I leave them on the floor before going into my bathroom and turning on the shower. I stop at the mirror and check my jaw. My stubble is getting a little thick. It’s time to shave, but I’ll wait until tomorrow.

I want to see Greer’s creamy thighs marked from beard burn.

Grinning, I step into the shower and let the water pour over me. Her response is so fucking innocent, but not shy innocent. No, my girl wants it. She’s not shy about taking what she wants. I stroke my hand over my cock.

Nothing is artificial about Greer. Yes, she can fake a smile like the rest of us. But every inch of her is sincere. She doesn’t like lying or cheating. She hides that fantastic little body under baggy clothes like she doesn’t want anyone to notice her.

Fuck, but I notice her. I glide my hand up and down my cock, rubbing my thumb over my slit, feeling it pulse with need. Her voice husky and low. My other hand slides up the tile, and I rest my head against the coolness. Closing my eyes, I play back last night.

Watching her on video, sliding into her wet heat and just feeling her twitch and convulse around me. I’ve always used condoms because I don’t trust most women, but with Greer, I want to feel every inch of her.

Fuck, it’s worth it. Even if she ends up pregnant, my cock twitches in my hand. I can picture her swollen with my child, bent over the couch while I fuck her. I stroke faster, getting close.

Watching her come in the shower, fuck, I could do that over and over again. She always has this little look of shock and surprise before she topples over the edge. I can’t wait to spend the day inside her, tasting her, teasing her, fucking her.

Groaning, I come all over my hand. I don’t know how much fucking it will take to get Greer Morrow out of my system or if I ever will, but I’m definitely up to trying.

Chapter 32

Say Something

AIDEN

Kisses on my chest wake me. I stretch, feeling the slide of skin against mine. My hand caresses her bare hip.

“Good, little mouse.” Mason’s dark voice surprises me for a moment. “Now kiss down his abs.”

She moans as she moves down to my abs. My cock is rock hard and aching. I open my eyes to see Greer leaning over me. Her mouth sucks and teases at my flesh, sending shivers through me. Her light brown eyes flash up to mine.

She kisses lower along the waistband of my boxer briefs. She’s completely naked. Mason kneels behind her with his cock buried in her pussy, slowly easing it in and out.

“Good morning, Aiden.” Mason gives me a smile. “Free his cock, mouse.”

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