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“Look how much I’ll give you when you get on your knees for me. I’ll give you everything, Rose. I swear it. Everything.”
“Just you.”
“Everything,” I repeated.
“You.”
I tightened my hold, pressing the side of my thumb against the slit of his cock. The heat between his legs burned like a furnace, and Rose moaned, throwing his head back in line with the long curve of his spine.
“Everything,” I said one more time.
His muscles seized and he fell forward, hot jets of cum spurting out against my fingers.
“Everything,” he choked out between breathy sobs and gasps. “I want all of it. All of you. Flynn. Mr. Galloway. Oh,God…”
Another fountain of cum leaked out of his cock, and I jacked him off through the entirety of his orgasm until he went soft and boneless in the safety of my lap.
“It’s yours,” I said, tucking him back into his soiled panties and doing up his shorts. I shifted him around with his back against my chest and he curled up in my lap like a tired cat. On the other side of the room, Grayson and Dalton had a man I’d never seen before trussed up in ropes, hanging from the ceiling with his cock so ready to burst, it was purple.
“It’s yours,” I said again to Rose. “Iam yours.”
CHAPTER28
ROSE
“His money isn’t going away,”Owen had told me once we got into the loft and he and Grayson pressed me into a quiet corner. “You can either love him with it or not at all.”
The conversation had rattled through my brain the entire night, and when they’d said their piece and we’d split off to go find our men, going to my knees at Flynn’s feet had felt as natural as breathing. It hadn’t felt like a concession in any way, and I wondered—I hoped—I was finally seeing the light at the end of the tunnel with him. That I’d gotten overmyselfenough to feel okay with the things he liked.
Or better than okay.
I felt good about them.
Really good.
And it was that feeling that had carried me right into Flynn’s arms and a dark corner of the loft, with my brand new cum-stained panties shoved into my mouth to muffle my shouts and his cock so deep inside of me I couldn’t tell where our bodies became separate.
He came with his teeth buried in the side of my neck, sweaty forehead against my ear and a thousand promises on his tongue.
And I believed every single one.
Flynn was gentle when he put me down, and the panties went into his pocket. His second collection of the night.
“Is that why you want to buy me so many?” I asked, doing up my shorts and hoping my balls didn’t hang out the leg. “So you can steal them all back?”
“I want to buy you so many because I like the way you smile when you put them on.”
“And when you take them off,” I said.
He kissed the top of my head. “The best smile of the two, that’s for sure.”
“What about when you get me off?”
“That’s less of a smile and more of a…” He made a slack-jawed expression which I sincerely hoped lookednothinglike my actual orgasm face, but I ignored the hilarity of his expression, tucked myself against his side, and threaded our fingers together.
“Mr. Galloway, you need to take some acting lessons if that’s what you think I look like.”
“How do you know?” he asked. “Have you ever seen yourself?”
