Page 121 of Tormented Kings
“Do what?” he asks innocently.
“Grayson.” I glare up at him. But my hot-as-hell boyfriend just smirks down at me, his black hair falling over his eye. My finger twitches to reach up and brush it out of his face.
“Yes, Pretty Girl?” he murmurs.
Damn it. I can’t look away. His eyes have me hooked in his wicked little web.
Licking my lips, my heart pounds in my chest, wishing we were alone right now.
Grayson leans in and whispers in my ear. “I can’t wait to get you alone tonight, Pretty Girl. I want to see how good your pussy looks wrapped around my cock as I fuck you in this sinful dress you’re wearing.”
My eyes flutter closed, and I know I’m fucked. At least my panties are.
He pulls back with a smug grin, knowing what his promise for later has done to me, before looking back to the photographer.
Would the photographer think I’m crazy if I ask her to edit out my perky nipples? Because they are so damn hard right now,I know they’re pressing against the fabric of my dress and are on full display. I’m going to kill Grayson for this.
If not, I’m going to have to get my hands on the photos before our parents do.
When the photos are done, we head to the venue for the reception.
I’m going to have to do my best to keep my distance from Grayson, not because I don’t want to be around him, but because I don’t think I can trust the reactions that he’s enjoying provoking from me.
“You okay, Sunshine?” Collin asks as I get into the passenger side of his car.
He came along with his mother for the photos.
“No,” I sigh, closing my eyes as I lean my head back against the headrest. “Grayson is making it his mission to get me all hot and bothered. It’s dirty because I don’t want to be turned on while I’m supposed to be playing his sister for the day.”
Collin chuckles, starting up the car and pulling out into the street. I shoot him a glare. “Not helping.”
“Are you all hot and bothered?” he asks me, pulling his eyes off the road for a moment to look at me. “Did he get that pretty pussy of yours all wet?”
“Fucking hell, Collin. Not you, too,” I groan, clenching my thighs together.
The asshole just chuckles as he turns the music on. I roll my window down enough to feel a nice breeze against my heated face.
We’re not far from the venue, so we get there in less than five minutes. Mom and Mark went in a limo, and Grayson went in his own car. The pout he gave me when he offered me a ride back, and I told him no, that I was going with Collin, was adorable.
What did he expect? If I went with him, I’d probably be having sex with him in the back seat by now.
Collin pulls into the parking lot, picking a spot on the other side of the lot, farthest away from the building.
“Why are you parking so far away?” I ask. “Walking in these heels that far is going to be a bitch.” I hate heels and can not wait to get out of these as soon as I can.
“I didn’t want anyone to interrupt or hear us,” he answers, turning off the engine and turning to face me.
My brows furrow. “Hear us? What are you talking about?”
“I don’t want anyone hearing your sweet moans as I fuck that wet cunt with my fingers. Grayson went and got you worked up. I wouldn’t be a good boyfriend if I let you go in there all needy, now would I?” he asks, cocking his head to the side as his hungry gaze eats me up. “You look so fucking stunning tonight, Sadie.” His voice lowers. “Like always.”
“I didn’t stand a chance, did I?” I sigh as if I’m annoyed, but I’m not. A thrill shoots through me.
This is risky. Someone could be watching us right now. Someone working for his father.
But this was just a ride to the reception by a family friend. Nothing about it is suspicious.
Except the fact that he wants to bury his fingers inside my pussy and make me drip all over them.