Page 125 of Princes of Hollywood

I grin. “Me too.”

My cock begins to harden again. She glances down our bodies.

“I’m definitely not used to guys like you.” She bites her lip and shifts her hips, which quickens my arousal.

“Is that a good or bad thing?”

“Good. Definitely good.” She begins to unwrap her legs as I pull back, but then I thrust back inside her. “Oh.”

“Yeah, it’s been a while.” I kiss down her neck as I leisurely thrust my cock in and out of her. “Is this okay?”

“Mm-hmm.” Her fingers tangle in my hair as I suck on her neck, knowing it will leave a mark and loving the fact everyone will see it. That the guys will know I marked her. “Aiden.”

She arches up against me. I reach down for her knee and lift her leg higher, opening her up so I can go even deeper. Her eyes meet mine as I slowly fuck her.

Her lips part, and her skin is flushed pink.

“Fuck.” It’s a harsh whisper from someone else.

We both look at the open door where Roarke stands.

“Voyeurs are supposed to be quiet.” I return my attention to Greer’s face.

“Yeah, but do you know how hot you two look together?” Roarke chuckles.

I move Greer’s face back so she can focus on me. Her eyes widen as she comes. I grind my pelvis against her clit, keeping her in her release, feeling her tighten around my cock.

“Good?” I whisper.

She clutches my hair as she arches against me, dragging me down into a kiss. I keep fucking her until my balls tingle and I find my release, gathering her into my arms and holding her against me. My cock jerks as it fills her with my cum.

I keep kissing her as I pull out, reluctant to leave her but knowing we need to get on with the day.

“Get a shower. I’ll see you downstairs.”

I grab my boxers and head for the door before I do something stupid like drag her into the shower with me. Her wet body rubbing against mine would start all this over again. That wouldn’t be a gray area, and if I have her in my room, I won’t let her leave it until we’re both spent.

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Aiden leaves me sprawled naked on Mason’s bed. I put my hand to my chest as I catch my breath. My heart pounds in my chest. Fuck. That one is going to leave a mark, and not just on my neck.

“Need a shower, poppet?” Roarke leans in the door frame, looking hot and sweaty in a pair of workout shorts. His hair is damp, and he holds out his hand for me. “Come on. I’ll get you nice and wet.”

Sitting up, I search the bed for my pajamas that Mason peeled off me. Fuck, Mason is going to be dangerous in a different way. My need to please him had me doing whatever he asked and liking it. I didn’t have that urge to misbehave this morning when I woke and he kissed me.

He undressed me slowly and then fucked me on my hands and knees. He told me to kiss Aiden’s chest and kept escalating. My pussy gets achy just thinking about it.

And then Aiden did whatever that was. Something clicked in my heart, and I know it would be so easy to fall for him. I’m sure it’s already happening. I need to remember what this is all about.

“You don’t need clothes.” Roarke’s voice makes me tingle. “I’ll lend you a shirt.”

Roarke is exactly what this is about. Sex, pure and simple. He wants to fuck me.

I walk over and take his hand. Smirking, he leads me into his bedroom, right into his bathroom. He turns on the shower and lifts me onto the counter.

His eyes take in every inch of me, heating my blood. He parts my thighs and drags his finger through the cum leaking out before shoving it back inside my pussy.

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