Page 67 of Consequences

“Hard to argue that,” he jokes. “I love how you have no shame in your game. You saw what you wanted, and you took it.”

“You don’t think it makes me a slut?”

The question from anyone else would have sounded like an insecurity. For her, though, she looks almost like she’d like to have this title. Which concerns him just a bit.

“I think you’re a woman who can make a decision and go for it.”

“I like that,” she says. “Now, I believe you mentioned something about pizza.”

Reaching down to his pants on the floor, he grabs his phone. “What do you like?”

“What we just did was great, but I’m usually a hard and fast kind of girl.”

His eyebrow lifts as he studies her. “Is that right?”

“But I’m not picky when it comes to pizza. As long as there’s meat, I’m a happy girl.”

Everything that comes from those luscious lips is seductive, and he does his best to focus on the pizza he’s picking in the app. But when she slides down his body and wraps those full lipsaround him, taking him fully into her mouth, he fumbles, nearly dropping the phone.

He can’t bring himself to care what he just ordered. What man really would?

“You really do just take what you want, don’t you?” he mumbles before taking her by the hair and sliding her along his length. “Oh, fuck.”

Emme fucks him with her mouth until he’s on the edge, and she pulls back. “Got another condom?”

“Bedroom,” he says, and she motions for him to stay.

Gavin has no issues following commands right now, and he looks around to see his balcony blinds are wide open. Anyone home across the courtyard is getting one hell of a view.

Just as he stands to close them, Emme returns. “Leave them open. I like an audience.”

The idea doesn’t quite sit well with him, but he’s hard, and she’s willing. He’s not going to argue with her right now, especially when she falls to her knees and slides the latex on him.

Bending over the arm of the couch, she spreads her legs wide.

He chuckles and walks up behind her, kneading her thick ass as he positions himself at her opening. “No one can ever complain about you being mysterious about what you want.”

“Hard. Fast. That cool?”

Slamming into her, the couch moves and bangs against the wall. Part of him expected a cry of pain, but she moans instead.

Yep, pretty sure I just found a younger Melanie.

He grips her hips and goes to town, giving her just what she asked for. Sometimes, his exes have wanted this thinking he did, and they don’t get off. He always does, but he’s a guy. Emme, though? She comes within minutes, and he manages to keep up the pace until she has a second before blowing his load.

Bending over to rest his chest on her back, Gavin pants and catches his breath. Her body trembles beneath him as she attempts to settle down as well.

“I knew you’d be a good fuck. Damn,” she says.

He slides out of her and takes the condom off. “I didn’t know women got off like that.”

“I get off pretty much every way,” she says and stands. “I’m an easy woman to please.”

“I’m learning that.”

“Care if I eat naked?”

Raising an eyebrow, he laughs. “That a trick question?”

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