Page 122 of Left in the Dark

“Mmm. Keep hitting me. I like it.” I wink at her, and she rolls her eyes, but there’s a smile on her face.

She turns her attention to Devyn and Ryker. “Thank you for doing this. I appreciate it.”

“No need to thank us. You’re part of the family now.” Ryker grins at her before his eyes move to mine. “I’ have my phone if you need anything.”

I nod, and they turn and leave.

“How about a tour? Then we can watch a movie with these two.” I nod at Stryker and Jaxson. “Stryker, you look tired. Why don’t you lie on the recliner? I’ll have my staff bring you some water and your pills.”

“I’ll help him there. You two enjoy your tour.” Jaxson stands, moving over to Stryker, who sits across from Delaney. He meets her gaze and winks. “I have plenty of stories to tell you later about Zayne.”

I scowl at him. “Shut up, asshole.”

My minx laughs. “I look forward to it.”

An hour later,Delaney lies between my legs on the recliner, her back resting against my chest. I smirk at her movie choice—Halloween—as I feed her some popcorn.

“One of my favorite movies,” I whisper in her ear.

“I figured you’d approve.”

A snore comes from Jaxson. He’s lying on the couch, fast asleep. Stryker fell asleep as soon as the movie started.

I set the bowl of popcorn aside. One of my hands slides between Delaney’s legs while the other cups her breast over her sweater.

“What are you doing?” Her head falls back against my chest as my hands continue teasing her.

“Giving you a massage.”

“Jaxson and Stryker are here.”

“Yeah. They’re asleep.” My hand dips beneath her sweater, gliding over her stomach and to her bra.

“Mmm. You have magical hands.”

I grin before leaning forward and kissing her. “I’ll bet your pussy is soaked, watching Michael Myers stalk Laurie. Just like I stalked you.”

Her breathing is ragged. She spreads her legs wider.

My hand leaves her breast, moving to her jeans. After I unbutton and unzip them, my hand slides down and into her panties.

She moans again, so I kiss her to keep her quiet. I groan against her lips as I slip two fingers inside her. She’s fucking soaked.

“Lemme make you come again, minx. Just relax and forget anyone is here. Concentrate only on the feeling,” I murmur against her mouth.

“There are guests here?” Her voice is teasing.

I grin. “Good girl.”

Covering her mouth with mine, my fingers move in and out of her in a teasing rhythm, slowly building her pleasure before my thumb circles her clit.

“So fucking wet,” I whisper against her lips.

“Please, Zayne.” Her legs shake against mine.

My fingers quicken, my thumb circling her clit harder, driving her to the edge. I shove my tongue inside her mouth to prevent her noises from waking anyone as she convulses around my fingers, her tight pussy squeezing them as she comes.

When she’s finished, she sags against me.

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