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“It’s daylight, Denz. Anyone could see us,” I remind him. He chuckles darkly.

“Do you think anyone in this fucking neighborhood has the balls to look at you?” He shoves me down rougher onto the hood of the car before I hear his zipper behind me. Then his cock is pressing into me. I moan loudly and pray the neighbors don’t hear me.

Denz grabs my hips and starts thrusting into me. It feels so damn good to have him inside me. His hands dig into my flesh, and I moan louder. Denz chuckles as he rolls his hips, getting right where I want him. Then, as quickly as he was there, he pulls out of me. I whine, and he laughs before spinning me around to face him and lifting me onto the hood of the car.

Before I know it, his head is buried between my legs. His tongue caresses me in the most delightful ways, pulling feelings from deep down inside of me. My body shudders at the feel of him. He toys with my clit, circling it with his tongue until my legs begin to shake, but then he dips it inside me, and all I can feel is pleasure.

He keeps going, licking and sucking before he bites my clit between his teeth. I arch my back, the pain and pleasure almost too much to handle. Denz doesn’t stop, either. He keeps going until I can’t take any more. I come all over his tongue and face. I have no fucking shame about being on the hood of his car in front of everyone.

Denz keeps licking lightly until my legs stop shaking before pulling me off the hood of the car and turning me back around.His cock is back inside me, and it’s the best fucking high I’ve been on.

Each thrust is harder than the last. Each caress of his cock against my walls sends me spiraling harder and faster. I don’t think these guys even know what they do to me.

“Are you going to come again, baby?”

“Denz, please.”

“Are you begging me now? Beg me, Arya. Beg me to fuck you hard just like you like it.” And I do. I beg him.

“Please, Denz.”

“Tell me what you want?”

“You.”

“You have me. What do you want, Arya?” he slows down to a torturous pace that has me whining.

“Fuck me hard, Denz. I need your cock buried inside me.” As if that’s what he was waiting to hear, that’s what he does. He pounds into me until my legs begin to feel like jelly, and then he goes harder. My fingers grip at nothing, trying to find something to hold onto just as I fall over the edge.

Denz comes grunting and groaning, and that’s when I hear her.

“I can see your fucking ass, Denz. That’s disgusting,” Sasha yells. I burst into laughter as Denz does the same.

Chapter 30

Denz

Life seems to have settled to a point. Something is still off with Arya, but she isn’t saying what it is, and I don’t see any reason to force her, either.

Things at home have been better. Sasha has calmed her ass down at school and is actually doing her work now. I think her talk with Arya really helped.

“I want to get Arya something. Her birthday is coming up,” I tell the guys.

“How do you know?”

“Dad told me. What should we get her?” Harlon asks.

“A ring.” War declares. We both look at him like he’s crazy when he shrugs. “What? Don’t act like you haven’t thought about it.”

“It’s a little soon for a ring,” I tell him.

“Is it, though? I don’t know about you fuckers, but I don’t plan on letting her ass go anywhere,” he adds.

“I think we’re all on the same page there, but getting married?” Har asks.

“I didn’t say getting married. Clearly, she can’t marry all of us, but we can show her we’re serious about this,” War clarifies as he plays a video game.

“That’s probably the sanest thing you’ve ever said, War,” I tell him. Harlon laughs as War grins at us.

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