Page 114 of Snake

“Yeah,” Knox replies in a rush. “Me, in a second.”

“I mean it. I think it’s Hart.”

“Christ.” Knox leans into me, his body flattening mine as he fucks me hard and fast against the tree. “I’m sorry, love, I can’t wait—”

“Come inside me,” I whisper into his ear.

Silas curses under his breath, and when I turn my head, I see he’s watching us with glassy eyes. I reach for him, and he ducks closer, kissing me hard as Knox slams his cock balls-deep into my wet pussy.

Knox’s fingers sink dimples into my ass as he yanks me into his dick, holding me in place as he empties himself inside me.

My feet have barely hit the floor before Silas is pulling my underwear back up my legs. Knox gives my ass a resounding slap and then pulls me out from behind the tree, running a hand through my hair like an afterthought as I turn to face Jet’s son.

I don’t blush. I turn fucking crimson. “Gray,” I mutter in a thick voice, smoothing at my dress.

“Jet’s ready for you,” he says, eying first Knox, then Silas, with eyes the color of rain-wet concrete. “But if you need another minute—”

“She’s good,” Silas growls. “Now hurry back to your daddy and tell him we’re on our way.”

Gray blinks, his calm mask cracking as he takes a hurried step back before turning and walking at a quick pace from the courtyard.

“Yeah she is,” Knox murmurs, grabbing my ass. “Best I’ve ever fucking had.”

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