Page 63 of Princes of Hollywood

She patiently stops in front of him, waiting for his next move. He cups her cheek. She leans into his hand like a stray cat seeking affection, willing to take whatever her master is willing to dole out.

I close in behind her and drag her hips back into mine, making sure she feels exactly how hard she makes me. She needs to know I want her. We want her.

“Put your hands on his knees, poppet.”

She does as I ask, bending herself over. Fuck, I love this ass.

“Aiden, if you would help our girl take her shirt off.” I don’t miss her shiver at our girl. I enjoy watching my friends touch her. But when Chad grabbed her arm, I wanted to rip his arm off and beat him with it. He’s lucky I didn’t see the bruises on her until this morning.

No one is touching her like that ever again. If I see that guy, I’m decking him. Fuck the news.

The thought startles me, but Aiden dragging her shirt off distracts me. Her full breasts swell, now beautifully held by her bra. I’m tempted to free them, but I like the thought of them swaying together for Aiden while I make her come on my fingers.

Slipping my hands around her waist, I undo her shorts, letting them fall to her ankles. A shiver ripples through her again. Fuck, I get even harder at every little quiver she makes.

“How wet are you, poppet?” I say softly as I smooth a hand over the curve of her ass. Her panties are silky under my hand. I can see the damp spot between her legs. So fucking responsive.

She makes a little needy noise as my hand strays toward her center. I chuckle darkly.

“I should warn you, Mason will expect you to answer with words, or he’ll punish you.”

Her head comes up, and Aiden searches her eyes.

“Agreed-upon punishments, little warrior, with limits and safe words.” Aiden strokes his fingers along her jawline. “Always consensual.”

I slide my fingers under the sides of her panties and draw them down to flutter on top of her shorts. Her pussy glistens with her wetness, and I can’t resist easing my finger into her warm, tight cunt.

“So wet, poppet, and tight. Fuck, you’re divine.” I thrust my finger in and out a few times before removing it. Putting it in my mouth, I suck her sweetness off. “You should taste her, Aiden. Sweet and tangy. Fucking addictive. I could spend hours eating you, poppet.”

Stepping away from her delectable body, I adjust my throbbing cock and open my nightstand drawer to pull out a fresh bottle of lube. I’m going to see what she can take.

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GREER

“I know how responsive you are to having your pussy played with, but there’s so much more we can do.” Roarke steps back behind me. His every word is torture because my body is ready to explode for him.

My hands grip Aiden’s knees, and I raise my gaze to his blue eyes. His hand falls over mine and he gently strokes my fingers. His heated gaze drops to our hands. The desire is there. I’m not just making it up, but he only holds my hand.

Roarke squirts something behind me, but I keep my gaze fixed on Aiden. He’s not like the others who all have touched me intimately today. Aiden’s only watched.

“No one’s fucked your ass, but has anyone played with it?” Roarke spreads my ass cheeks. Fuck, is he looking at my asshole? My cheeks heat at the thought of him looking there. But desire rolls through me hot and heavy.

“No,” I answer, but it comes out sounding like a question.

Roarke chuckles darkly before sliding a wet finger down the cleft between my ass cheeks. He stops and circles my asshole with his lubed fingertip. My breath catches at the unfamiliar feel of someone touching me there. Fireworks of pleasure singe me.

“What do you think, little warrior?” Aiden’s voice makes me focus on his eyes again. “Do you like someone playing with your asshole?”

Suddenly, Roarke’s mouth is on my ass, kissing my cheek down to where his finger circles. I startle and turn to see what he’s doing.

Aiden’s fingers tip my chin back until our gazes lock. “Eyes on me, Greer. I want to watch you fall apart.”

A gush of arousal flows through me. Roarke’s finger moves away, but then his mouth closes over my puckered hole, licking me. Heat pours over me.

My lips part, and I struggle to keep my eyes focused on Aiden as overwhelming desire pulses through my veins. When Roarke’s tongue thrusts into my ass, I moan loudly.

“That’s it, little warrior. Take your pleasure. It’s yours.” Aiden’s blue eyes are so dark as his pupils enlarge. “You’re gorgeous, Greer.”

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