Page 45 of Tantalizing Kings

My panties dampen, and I almost beg him to touch me when Grayson breaks the spell.

“Pretty Girl, this is Rosie. She will be helping you get ready and then bring you to my office for you to sign a few things, okay?” He looks behind me at Declan with a serious look. “We have something to deal with first.”

Declan tenses and I almost sob at the loss of his touch when he steps away.

“Come on, you pretty little thing. Let’s go get you ready.”

I look at Grayson and he nods. “Rosie is good people. You're safe with her.”

She loops her arm through mine. “Don’t worry, if one of these perverts touches you, I’ll just stab them.”

I think she's joking, but as we step into the office and I’m able to get a better look at her, I see a very shiny silver dagger strapped to her inner thigh.

“Let me introduce myself. I’m Rosie. I’ve been working at Wonderlust for a year now. Not sure how long I’ll stay, though.”

“Why not?” I ask. She’s really pretty with long blonde hair and bright blue eyes.

“I get bored easily. Also, in my line of work, I can’t stay in one place too long before drawing attention.” She winks.

I’m not sure I want to know what she means by that.

“Although, I should probably go home soon. My mother has been on my ass. She doesn’t approve of my lifestyle. Not like she can talk. That woman has more bodies under her belt than a graveyard.” She giggles.Nope, not asking. I don’t wanna know.

“Anywho. Here.” She holds out the black box Grayson had. “Change into this and pick a name you would like to be referred to by everyone in the club. I’ll be back in a few to take you to Grayson’s office.”

I nod and grab the box. I wait until she leaves before placing the box on the desk next to the computer and opening it.

My eyes widen as I hold up a two-piece black lace lingerie set. I bite my lip and start to get undressed. I can’t be shy about wearing this when they’re about to see me naked.

Once I’m dressed and have my clothes folded neatly on the desk, I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror. “Wow,” I breathe.

I look... hot. My eyes roam over my body as I twist and turn to get a better look. My ass looks amazing, and my breasts are pushed up perfectly. My eyes fall to my hips. They’re big, but this outfit makes them look sexy. Then my eyes fall to the little pooch of my belly, my hand automatically covering it.

Closing my eyes, I try to shove the negative thoughts from my mind. I’ve come too far to let myself fall back into that mindset. I’m beautiful, no matter my size. Size doesn’t matter.

Sadly, that's not so easy when you're eleven. Tina, out of nowhere started bullying me, told me to lay off the fast food, said I was fat and poor. She even got her friends to join in.

Sometimes, words hurt more than anything else. They can cause a lot of damage. And her’s triggered an eating disorder I’ve worked so hard to overcome that almost killed me. I have Preston to thank that it didn’t.

Pulling my gaze away from the mirror, I take a seat on the chair at the desk and wait for Rosie to come back.

It feels like the seconds drag by. I pick at the desk, mindlessly picking things up and looking them over. My hand moves the mouse and the screen comes to life.

My eyes widen when I see what's on it. It’s a video. And the person in it is very much the one and only Preston.

I know I shouldn’t do it, but I do. I press play. My ears are met with moans and grunting. Preston is on a bed, pounding into a woman from behind. She’s bound and gagged. He has a handful of her hair as the other one is wrapped around her throat.

He pulls her up so that her back is to his chest. I watch her eyes roll back, his hand tightening around her throat. I can’t hear what he’s saying in her ear, but she moans and nods her head. He fucks her harder, not giving her any mercy.

I can’t look away. I should, but instead, my hand slides into my wet panties. I let out a shuddering breath as I brush the tips of my fingers against my swollen clit. My breathing picks up as I start to play with myself.

This is wrong. So fucking wrong. But my body isn’t getting the memo as I start to move my fingers faster to the speed Preston is fucking that girl.

I’ve never gotten so close to an orgasm this quickly before, but I feel the fire burning in my belly fast. I move my fingers faster, my hips rocking against my hand.

My eyes are glued to Preston. The way his body moves, his muscles contracting with every thrust, the layer of sweat that coats his body, the look of determination on his face.

I watch as he pins the girl down, fucking her hard and fast before pulling out and ripping the condom off. He lets out one of the sexiest sounds as he jerks his cock, his body tensing up as he sends thick ropes of cum all over the girl’s ass.

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