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“Uh, uh, uh, Tink. You’re in my control now.”

I start to push in slowly, but damn, she’s so tight and warm that I lose my resolve fast. We both moan as I slide in deep, all the way until my hips press against her.

Only two seconds pass before I start moving, thrusting, her legs wrapping around my waist, drawing me in tighter.

She braces herself on the table, leaning back with her head tilted toward the ceiling as I pound into her. Reece is still at her chest, licking and sucking like he’s addicted. The feel of her wrapped around me, the sounds she makes, it spurs me on even faster.

The first time with her was incredible, something unforgettable.But this?This is raw, primal. I can feel her body clenching around me, her scream echoing through the room as her orgasm hits.

“Fuck, you’re squeezing me so tight, baby!” I groan, losing my rhythm. One final thrust and I’m coming hard inside her, filling her completely.

Thank fuck we’d had that talk about birth control, because there’s nothing better than staying buried in her like this. Feeling her pulse around me and knowing I’m the one who made her fall apart.

Reece pulls back and I lift her up against my chest, kissing her slow and deep. “Mmm, I love you, Tink.”

“Love you, too, Bower.”

We kiss again, slower this time. When I finally ease out of her, I see the mess we’ve made. Fluids drip from her onto the floor. She bites her lip, clearly embarrassed.

Before I can do anything, West appears with a warm wet cloth, cleaning her gently before tending to the floor. I’d almost forgotten King and West were still here. I refasten my pants and when I glance up, King is at the table, eyes locked on Darla with a hunger that could ignite the whole damn room.

“Here, take this,” West says, tossing the cloth my way. I catch it and wrinkle my nose but turn away to take care of it.

As I walk towards the bathroom, I hear him murmur, “Baby, I’m gonna make you scream so loud—”

DING DONG.

Chapter thirty-one

Weston

Igroan, pulling back and resting my forehead against hers.

“We should get her dressed, we don’t know who that is,” King suggests, making me groan again. I have half a mind to kill whoever’s at the door right now.

Whoever it is, I don’t want them seeing Darla half dressed.

I reluctantly pull back, giving her a quick peck and the only smile I can muster, as King passes me her dress. I readjust her bra, then lift the dress over her head and pull it down, covering her delectable body.

Bower was right, it really is delicious. I find myself wanting to lick every inch just to know if any part of her tastes sweeter than another.

I grin as I lift her to her feet and hold my hand out to Reece for her panties. Ah yes… this is one place I know tastes divine. I kneel down and pull them up as Arnold’s voice carries into the room.

“May I come in now?”

How long has he been standing in the hall?

I look down at Darla and readjust her clothing a bit, then run my fingers through her hair to calm it down as Reece replies, “Yes, come in, Arnold.”

“Sir, there is a Mr. Brian Callahan at the door.” My head shoots up in surprise.

“Is that your brother?” Darla asks, grabbing my hand and squeezing it, pulling me out of my shock.

“Yeah.”

“Shall I see him in?” Arnold asks.

Reece glances at me and I nod, then he turns back to Arnold. “Yes, bring him in here, please.”