Page 72 of Lilies in Autumn

“Jesus Christ,” I murmur against the fabric. Pulling out from under me, Grey gets off the bed and positions himself behind me, pulling me until my back is flush against his chest.

“I’m going to need for you to hold on, vixen, because I need this cunt, and I’m not going to be gentle,” he says into my neck. “You good with that?”

I nod but Grey clucks against my ear. “I need the words, vixen. Tell me that you’re good with Daddy taking this pussy fast and hard.”

Before Grey, the idea of a man referring to himself as “Daddy” would make me want to vomit. With Grey? I want to beg that he use my body any way he sees fit.

“Yes, I’m good with that,” I reply.

“Good girl,” he says before pitching me forward and burying himself inside without warning. “Fuck, look at you, taking my cock like Daddy’s good little slut. That tight pussy milking my cock.” He thrusts deeper, hitting a spot that causes my eyes to roll into the back of my head. “You like Daddy’s cock? This is the only cock you’ll ever have, vixen. No one takes what’s mine.” He accentuates his declaration with hard, quick thrusts, fucking me as if he’d die without my body surrounding him.

“Oh my God,” I cry, leaning further into him and wrapping a hand around his neck. Grey changes his pace from quick and chaotic to slow and purposeful. Grinding against me, he circles his hips and grabs my thigh, pulling me tighter against him.

“Fuck, baby. I’m going to come in this pussy. I need you to come on my cock before that happens, vixen,” he growls, increasing his pace once again. Gliding his fingers around my hip, he strums my clit, rubbing it expertly. “Fucking come for me, vixen.”

All it takes is his filthy words and nimble fingers for me to detonate. Coming against him, I feel the warmth inside me signaling his release. Grey holds me against him, making sure that every drop of cum makes its way into me.

“Fuck,” he groans against my neck, biting down as he spasms inside me. Gently pushing me forward, Grey doesn’t pull out of me until I’m laying down on my bed. Slowly withdrawing, I feel the cum drip out of me, coating my upper thighs with our mixed pleasure. Just like the first time we came together, his fingers run over my thighs, capturing the cum that leaked out of me. Pushing it back inside my pussy, Grey growls, “Your pussy looks fucking gorgeous with my cum inside.”

He pulls away and grabs a throw blanket from the foot of my bed. Dropping down next to me, Grey moves me until I’m draped over his chest and covers our naked bodies with my blanket. Running his hands over my hair, he whispers, “Relax now, vixen. I got you.”

Between the stress of the weekend, the taunts of my classmates, and the hours-long bake, my body is heavy with exhaustion. I drift off quickly, blanketed by the warmth of Grey’s body.

Greyson

It’s been almost two weeks since the video leaked, and other than a few fucking twats that have made comments about Ava’s body, there hasn’t been much response since I posted my video. I’m not an idiot; I know there’s something else coming, I just don’t know what. Ava’s handled the situation in stride, not letting the assholes affect her or her mental well-being.

I know it’s been harder on her than on me; my body wasn’t the one plastered all over the goddamn internet. I’ve checked in daily with my dad, and Ava’s done the same with her parents, but so far there’s been no development with the police or their investigation. It’s fucking bullshit, but the asshole took precautions to conceal their identity. If I didn’t know that Felicity was behind this based on her displays of jealousy, I’d think she was too fucking stupid to pull something like this off.

I’m getting my shit together for my class with Rawlins when my phone vibrates with an incoming text message. Thinking it’s Ava, I grab my phone out of my back pocket and unlock the screen. My blood runs cold when I see a blocked number. Clicking on the message, I’m ready to kill this fucker, even before I read the text.

Unknown: You fucked up going to the cops, Grey Grey. I’m going to destroy your fat whore if you don’t drop this investigation. You’ll have no one to blame but yourself if she gets hurt.

I’m pissed about the words on the screen, but I smile to myself because the fucking idiot just revealed exactly who she is.

Grey: Nice hearing from you, Felicity. You’re fucking over. Stay away from Ava, stay away from me.

Unknown: Hope you like how your whore looks dead because you’ll never see that fat bitch again.

Grey: I will fucking kill you before you touch her. You fucking coward, hiding behind a phone. Grow some balls and meet me in person.

Unknown: It’s her funeral. Bye-bye, Grey Grey.

“Fuck,” I shout and slam my phone down on my desk. There’s no doubt that the person behind the threats, the pictures, and the video is Felicity, and she all but confirmed her identity. I know the texts aren’t enough for the cops to solidify a case against her, but it’s a fucking start.

I grab my wallet, phone, and keys and haul ass out of my house. Ripping my Jeep’s door open, I throw myself into the seat and start it up. Throwing it in reverse, I peel out of my driveway and race to Felicity’s sorority house. Does she think she’s going to threaten me and my girl and get away with it? Absolutely fucking not.

I make it to the Alpha Nu house in three minutes and storm up the stairs. Flinging the door open—fuck knocking—I hear the screams of women.

“Where the fuck is Felicity?” I shout, not giving a fuck if I’m scaring the shit out of these girls. For all I know, they’re innocent and have jack shit to do with Felicity’s crimes, but I could give a fuck.

“Greyson,” a voice behind me whispers. I whip around and see Jordan standing there. While the rest of the house probably doesn’t know what’s going on, Jordan sure as shit does.

“Don’t ‘Greyson’ me. Where the fuck is she?” I demand.

“Follow me, you need to see this.” Jordan turns and walks toward the stairs leading to the second floor, expecting me to follow her. That’s not the way this fucking works.

“Jordan, I’ll call Linc and have him call your fucking parents and tell them about this shit if you don’t explain right fucking now. Did you fucking know what she was doing?”

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