Page 72 of Tantalizing Kings

“It’s okay! We know you like big dicks and you can not lie!” she sings the last part, and I can’t help but grin as I turn around to flip them off while laughing.

As I turn back around, I bump into someone. “Shit, sorry.”

“Ugh,” Tina scoffs, and my face drops.Awesome, just what I needed to start my morning.“Watch where you’re going, you fucking whale!” She brushes herself off like I’m diseased as she sneers before continuing on her way.

My stomach sinks, but I don’t have a chance to let her put me in a bad place when I feel someone wrap their arms around me from behind. “Pretty Girl, I heard you did naughty things to our boy Dec the other night.” Grayson’s low husky voice has me shivering. “Do you have any idea how jealous I am that he had your mouth on him before me?”

He kisses my neck, sucking on the sensitive skin behind my ear. My eyes flutter close as I melt into his touch. I’ve come to realize that Grayson is a touchy person. But from what I’ve seen, it’s only with me. I’m not sure why, but I’m not complaining. Every time he touches me, my body lights up, and I’m left with this amazing feeling.

“I’m sorry,” I say, not sounding it at all.

“Don’t be.” He steps back and turns me so that I’m facing him. “Now that I know being with you isn’t only limited to the weekends, I plan on slipping a few in for myself.” His smile is downright sinful, and I’m tempted to ask him if he can give me one of them right now.

Then the laughter of people around us reminds me that we’re at school.

“Did he tell you what he liked, Pretty Girl? Were you a good student and swallowed his cock so well?” Grayson growls, his thumb brushing against my lower lip.

My body ignites, and I let a little whimper slip as I nod my head, rubbing my thighs together. “Good girl.” I part my lips, allowing him to slip his thumb into my mouth. “Show me.”

I suck, letting my tongue lap at his digit. I get a rush of power as he groans low. “Fucking hell.”

“Damn, Sadie, baby! Look at you go. That’s right, suck him real good!”Fucking Emma! I forgot they weren’t far behind me.

Quickly, I pull back and die of embarrassment as he lets out a hardy chuckle. “Your friends are something else, aren’t they?”

“They’re assholes, is what they are,” I mumble. “But they’re the best too.”

“I like them.” Grayson grins and looks over his shoulder at the girls. “Don’t worry, ladies. Your girl is in good hands with me.” Grayson wraps his arm around my shoulder, pulling me in close.

“I bet she is,” Alice whoops. “Real good.”

“Can we go? Please?” I look up at him with pleading eyes. He chuckles again and leads me inside the building.

“You know, we should hang out.”

“We should?” I can’t help the surprise in my tone. “Why?”

“Ouch, Pretty Girl. Way to bruise a man’s ego,” he teases.

“No.” I shake my head. “It’s not that I don’t want to, but why would you want to hang out with me when you're not obligated to?”

We stop at my first class’ door. “Because I like you. I think you're funny, kind, and... well, you’re fun to mess with.” He gives me a lazy grin as he pulls on one of my curls. “Also, love the hair today.”

A warm feeling takes over at him noticing the slight change. “Thanks.”

“So, what do you say? Wanna be my friend? I could use one of those.”

“What do you mean? Don’t you have a ton?”

He raises a brow. “No, baby girl. I have Preston, Declan, and now you.” He boops me on the nose, punctuating the last word. “Most people I know are just acquaintances I’ve grown up alongside or been forced to mingle with. And everyone else are clients who paid me a good sum of money for my time.” He shrugs. “It’s hard to find genuine people in my world. Most see you as competition, hate you because you have more money than them, or put on a fake smile so they can use you for their own agenda. I gotta say, Pretty Girl, you really lucked out on those three. Your friends haven’t let the toxicity of our world change them. It’s rare to see.”

“I am lucky,” I agree. “They’ve never seen me as someone less and always made me feel like a part of their group. We just grew into a family over time. Money and power have never been issues with us.”

He nods. “Good. I’m glad.”

“Mr. Taylor,” a familiar voice has me tensing. “Last I checked, this isn’t your class.”

“Would you look at that, you're right.” Grayson chuckles.

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