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Closing her eyes, she gave herself over to the pleasure of being in control. Working one hand inside her jeans, she started to stroke over her clit, smearing her wetness all over.

“You’re touching yourself, aren’t you?” he asked.

She hummed her response with a jolt of the head as well.

“Fuck, you’re sexy, so fucking sexy.” He pumped his dick until he hit the back of her throat. His thrusts increased, and became a little more erratic. Her own orgasm started to build, and as Easton gave a warning growl, she didn’t pull away. She came while also swallowing down his cum.

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“Please don’t leave me,” Hadley said.

The full length red dress that he’d brought her did wonders for her curves. He’d seen a couple of men at the charity event eyeing her up. Easton made sure they all knew who she belonged to. With a hand on her back, he was never going to leave her side.

“Not a chance. You’re here with me.”

“I don’t know anyone here, and I wouldn’t have a clue what to do.”

She was so nervous. Her body was shaking, and he hated putting her through this. This was part of his life that he hated, and yet, no matter what, he had to do it. Charity was important to him.

“You’re doing fine. Stay on my arm, and everything will be okay.”

He didn’t get a chance to talk to her as several people came to stand beside him, and started talking business. Easton followed along as it was the most polite thing to do, but all he actually wanted to do was to take Hadley far away.

Glancing her way, he saw that she was doing the polite thing of smiling, and agreeing with all of them.

The smile was fake.

She sipped at her champagne.

Considering it was a charity, he didn’t think the most expensive bubby gave the right image, but alas, that was what they were drinking.

He hadn’t taken a sip, and was instead drinking the water as he had no interest in not being able to drive. The moment that was acceptable to leave, he was taking Hadley away from all of this.

For over an hour he stood talking business with four other men, one of whom had actually brought his mistress, and the other two, their wives.

It was a relief when they moved away, but then he heard her.

Cathy Jones.

One of his past lovers, and an all around bitch.

She made people feel small, and he’d hated being around her. The woman was critical of everything, even them as a couple.

“Easton Gray, how lovely to see you. It has been too long. An age, darling.” She came toward him, and air kissed.

This was his cue to leave now. He didn’t want to stick around for any more bubbly or celebration, or anything else.

“Where have you been?” she asked. The smile on her face looked solidified in place, and completely scary. The urge to poke her to see if she could move was strong. Fisting his hand at his side, he pulled Hadley against him.

“I’ve been busy, and I’d like you to meet my fiancée, Hadley. Hadley, darling, this is Cathy, the woman I was telling you about.”

“Oh, hello,” Hadley said, and her face had completely drained of color. “I feel like I know you so much already.”

Cathy looked Hadley up and down as if she was nothing more than a piece of dirt under her shoe.

“Really, you bring trash to a place like this, among people of such high standing? I thought better of you, Easton. She isn’t fit to be here. You’re a disgrace.”

The hand Hadley held out, lowered down, and Easton saw she had been hurt.

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