Page 36 of Impending Consent

I had no idea the dynamics of their family, only that her sister Skylar was happily married to Gray. She only had one sister so that meant she was speaking of Gray. Maybe she’d met him first, or hell, cheated, but why the fuck would she openly admit that to me right before she put my dick in her mouth?

She smiled, sinfully slow. “Mmm, I knew the jealous thing would be fun, and no, I didn’t have sex with Gray. I was talking to Sky about what happened tonight and she told me to give you amazing head or fuck the anger out of you. Gray was minding our business and said sex didn’t fix problems but it was a great start.” She paused, curled her tongue over the crown of my dick, then added. “He was advising from a male perspective.”

“I see but I would rather talk. I don’t want you using sex…”Oh fuck.She deep throated me, while using her hands to accommodate for what she couldn’t fit after several deep dives. My dick slipped from her mouth and Sailor smiled.

“You’d rather talk than let me finish or would you like for me to finish then we can talk?”

She didn’t wait for me to respond and took my dick in her mouth once more.

Sailor’s mouth was hot, wet, and fuck if she didn’t know exactly what she was doing. Her lips wrapped around the head of my dick, tongue swirling, teasing. I groaned, head dropping back as she hollowed her cheeks and took me deeper.

The sight of her between my legs, knees sinking into the plush carpet, was damn near enough to have me coming undone right then and there. But I wanted to make this last. Wanted to see how far she was willing to take this particular apology.

“You’re playing dirty,” I rasped, threading my fingers into her hair, gripping at the loose braids that framed her face. “You think this is going to fix things?”

Sailor hummed around my dick, the vibrations shooting straight through my spine. She pulled off just enough to run her tongue along the underside, her fingers working my shaft in long, slow strokes. “It’s a start.”

“Fuck, Sail?—”

She took me deep, her throat tightening around me as she swallowed. My thighs tensed, my hands fisting in her hair as I fought the urge to fuck her mouth. She looked up at me then, eyes dark and full of something I wasn’t sure I wanted to name.

Sailor wasn’t just doing this to distract me. She was making a statement.

Mine. She wanted me to remember exactly who I belonged to.

I could feel my control slipping. My hips jerked, pushing deeper into her mouth. Her nails bit into my thighs as she encouraged me. Fuck, this goddamn woman who tested me in every way possible then reminded me exactly why I didn’t stand a chance against her.

“Just like that,” I groaned, my voice thick with need.

She moaned in response, her pace quickening, sucking me down like she was determined to ruin me and she was. She fucking was.

I was unraveling, my muscles locked up, my release barreling toward me fast. “Sailor—” I warned but she didn’t pull back or stop. She wanted it all.

I came hard, a shudder ripping through me as she swallowed every last drop. And when she finally pulled away, licking her lips with a satisfied little smirk, I knew exactly what she was doing.

She was staking her claim.

“Iapologize for not properly introducing you to my father.”

“You already apologized.” My heated gaze landed on Sailor. When her eyes lowered to the crotch of my sweats, I groaned deep in my throat. “In the car, not when you had my dick in your mouth, Sail. What you just did wasn’t an apology. That was desperation.”

She shrugged. “A desperate apology because I was wrong.”

“You weren’t necessarily wrong but you weren’t necessarily right either. Regardless, I’ll admit we’re in a pretty fucked up situation with our families. You will have to tell yours the truth at some point.”

“Teej and Sky know.”

I narrowed my eyes.

“My parents, I know. And what about yours? You’ll have to tell them too.”

“My father passed when I was eight and I told my mother.”

Her eyes widened. “You told her? When?”

“After we got home. I was fucking pissed about how things played out with your father, but I also understood I couldn’t rightly ask you to do something I wasn’t willing to do. So I called my mother and told her I was married.”

“Shit, what did she say?”

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