Page 39 of Property of Gray

Her hand moves between her legs. Her touching herself with her mouth full of me is hot as fuck.

“Make yourself come, Low.”

She bobs her head faster, keeping in time with the rhythm she’s moving her fingers.

“When I fuck you, I’m going to fill that pussy up.”

She glances up at me, moaning around my cock.

She fucking licks and sucks me, teasing the head with the tip of her tongue before sucking me to the back of her throat. She’s so damn good at it.

“Are you going to swallow every last fucking drop?” I grip the back of her head and hold it as I piston my hips, thrusting slowly, prolonging the inevitable. I’m going to blow.

I pull out at the last minute, painting a pearl necklace around her throat.

Picture perfect.

“Did you get off?” I gather my come on my thumb and press it between her lips. She shakes her head. “Can’t have that now, can we? Trade me spots.”

Willow moves to the bed, and I go to my knees for her. She looks so damn pretty with her lips all swollen and pouty. I’m obsessed with eating her pussy. I can only imagine how crazy I’ll be for her once I stick my dick in her.

She raises her ass so I can pull her panties down her legs. “Put your legs over my shoulders.” I run my nose along her slit, taking in the scent of her arousal before I get a taste. I’m already getting hard again and she’s soaked. “What is it about you that I can’t get enough of?” I delve my tongue into her, but tasting her isn’t enough.

I’ve got to be inside her. I can’t take it. I kiss up her stomach and move up on top of her. She doesn’t try to stop me or ask questions. Her legs wrap around me. I stroke her jaw and hold her gaze, wanting to confess that I love her, but I don’t.

I take what I want. I line up with her velvet heat and guide my cock in. Fuck, she’s so tight. I claim another of her firsts by being the first man to fuck her. I take her virginity. It isn’t soft and sweet like she deserves. It’s greedy, rough, and hard. The way I rut into her is selfish and on the verge of being cruel since it’s her first time.

I should feel like a lousy bastard, but I’m so lost in the sensation of having her I can’t find it in me to even care. I don’t even stop to ask if she’s on the pill or if she’s okay with any ofit. The urge to own every piece of her drives me. Consumes me. Willow is mine.

Soon, I’ll claim her.

Sure, Woods and Dirty, hell maybe even Fletcher will beat my ass, but she’s worth it.

“Fuck, Low. Fuck.” I growl as I get off. I stay inside her. Her muscles convulse, milking me bone dry. I open my eyes, finding her gaze. I search her face and find tears.

“Shit. I’m sorry. Did I hurt you?”

She shakes her head.

“Say something.”

Her lips tip into a smile. “That was hot.”

I rest my forehead against hers. “I should have been gentler.”

“I liked it,” she says, her voice soft.

She liked it.

I scoop her into my arms and carry her to the shower.

In the bathroom there’s a smear of blood staining my dick.

I’m an asshole.

I lied.

To her.