SMUT

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It's February and life has been steady to say the least. We celebrated new years with King's family and it was lots of fun. We played games and watched a movie. Then some of the boys snuck out to go be with their girls.

Aaron, Landon and I were the only ones who had to come back home, but Aaron left once he dropped us off. I ended up falling asleep and that was my new year.

School has been the same too. I usually spend lunch alone unless Landon or Roman force me to sit with their friends. Landon said that Reis was cool with everything between his sister and I. Whenever I sit them, Reis has been nice to me so it's good to see him acting true to his words.

Sebastian and I pretend like we don't exist if I'm ever in a group with him. His friends go along with it too probably because Roman told them to.

Ev passes me dirty looks whenever we pass each other, but I pass them right back to her. Zoya and Jake pretend like I don't exist while Sarah sometimes passes me a sympathetic glance which I ignore. I'm empathetic, but if you're willing to not stand up for yourself even when you know you have the support system to do so, I refuse to be understanding. I mean there's probably more to it, but don't expect me to feel bad for you. All I want is to be kept out of that group and so far, it's been like that.

Life had been quite peaceful and I have no complaints against it.

"Maverick's really good with the baby," Raven says laying on her towel. We're all currently at the beach. All the girls, Raven, Astrid, Cindy and I are tanning while my brothers, King, Ridge and Maverick are by the water playing with Dion.

Because of King, I have one new friend and that is Cindy. We all hung out one day and we just got along. Cindy knows everything Ev did to King and isn't a fan of Ev's either, but she keeps things civil because of her job.

My brothers really like Maverick, Ridge, Cindy and Dion too so everything feels like it was written in the stars.

"Yeah, he tries," Cindy replies lost in her thoughts as she stares at Maverick and their son.

"Do you think it'll turn into anything more than co-parenting?" Astrid questions curiously with her head propped up on her hand.

"No, Maverick's a great dad to Dion and even a good man, but we're better as friends. I like safety and comfort while Maverick likes risks and adventure," Cindy explains.

"Yeah makes sense," Raven agrees. "Jaxson is a lot more mellow whereas I'm just bold. It can get a little difficult to keep up with one another at times, but we just sit down and talk about it. It's mostly Jaxson who initiates it though."

"That's good. There's an understanding between the two of you," Cindy says.

"Astrid, what about Grayson and you? I've never really seen Grayson in a relationship so I would love to know how he makes that work," I ask and she lets out a small, amused laugh. Her fingers pinch the side of her sunglasses fixing them as she articulates the right words.

"He's like a carbon copy of me. He's highly focused and determined with his own goals while I have mine. Even though we're together, we're able to do our own thing without becoming insecure by the lack of time which I love the most about us. We still have our differences especially when it comes to family. Obviously, I love my family, but I've been alone since graduating high school. My family wasn't as close your guys' is either, but it's good to be part of something I've always wanted."

"Yeah, I love that about you guys too," Raven adds.

"We try," I smile turning my attention to the boys. Maverick is in the water with Grayson, Aaron and Roman while Jaxson, Landon, King and Ridge are playing volleyball. The sun is bright and the beach is full of people enjoying their time.

We've been here for a few hours now. The girls and I swam for a bit before with the boys, but we've been tanning since. It used to rain a lot in Singapore so we didn't spend a lot of time on beaches there and I was mostly pale all year round because of it. I was also too young and whenever I left my house, it was to go to another which involved partying and drugs. All in all, I lacked vitamin D.

Shade covers the warm sun and I'm pulled out of my thoughts. I trace the pair of legs past the abs to a smiling King staring down at me with his starry grey orbs.

"How may I help you?" I ask pushing the sunglasses up on my head.

"Let's take a walk," he extends his hand. I raise an eyebrow in question as I look back at the rest of the boys approaching.

"Dion took a shit," Maverick's face cringes in disgust as he approaches Cindy. Cindy heavily sighs as she sits up staring at them.

"Hi, baby," Cindy coos as she takes her son in her arms. Maverick plops down next to her as she starts changing her son's diaper. The rest of the boys grab their towels and dry up.

"Let's go," I say sitting up. I dust myself off and stand up.

"Where are you guys going?" Roman questions opening up a can of Pepsi.

"For a walk," I make known.

"Have fun," he waves and I smile back. Taking King's hand, we make our way through the sandy beach.

"The paparazzi are crazy," King comments and I follow his gaze to two men holding large cameras at the far end, staring at us.

"You'll get used to them," I clear my throat as we continue walking. King pulls his sunglasses down covering his eyes as he stares to his left at the setting sun. The beach is kind of busy right now since it's such good weather. "The football coach asked me to play with the team for postseason games."

"Did you play before?"

"Yeah grade nine, but I got kicked off the team because of my behaviour. He said he'll put in a good word at UCLA too if we do good," he shares.

"Do it then, it's not like you have anything to lose. You'll also be quenching Roman's thirst by finally letting him tackle you," I joke.

"What? I thought he liked me," he questions shocked.

"He does, but you know he's my brother and all. I don't really think they'll ever be okay with the idea of me having a boyfriend," I make known.

"Yeah, Talisha isn't allowed to date until she's like forty," he states. I look at him and his glistening skin under the sun. The sun lines his figure, making him have an astral glow around him. It's like a God-like figure walking next to me with such broad shoulders and abs that I could stare at until all time passes.

My lips stretch into an amused smile.

"If I've learned anything about Talisha, it's that her personality is nearly the same as mine, so all I can say to that is good fucking luck," I laugh.

"Wow, you have no faith in me," King fakes a deep sigh of pain.

"I'm doing you a favour, you'll need it," I retort.

"Oh, yeah?" King stops and yanks me back.

"Oomph," I huff crashing into his chest. Holding both my hands in his he holds them tightly. The back of my hands are rested against my ass. To get some feel for himself, he opens his palm up as he squeezes my bare ass. I bite down on my lip as he eyes my lustful expression.

He's wearing black shorts while I'm wearing a plain black bikini top and thong bottoms to match.

"How do you just keep getting more and more beautiful every day?" he questions, his dimples digging into his cheeks as he smiles. He leans down kissing me and my insides stir as he lights a fire inside of me.

His hands let mine go roaming up to my waist and I instantly bring mine up to grab his neck. The urgency we have is inexplicable. His large hands roam back down to the back of my thighs squeezing them and I squeal jumping to wrap my legs around him.

"I workout... I eat good food... I mind... my own... business... I stay hydrated... basically... I'm... a... bad... bitch," I speak between kisses as he holds me up.

Despite meeting each other almost daily, King and I have only gone as far as having a heavy makeout session. That is because every time we see each other, we're never alone, we're out in public, or we're studying.

"I would like to take you on this beach in front of everyone, but I don't think your brothers would enjoy the front page covers tomorrow morning," King jokes letting me down and staring at the men who are currently taking pictures.

"Fuck you!" I yell flipping them off. King pulls my arm down and wraps his arms around me resting them on my shoulders. He pulls me in close and I turn my head watching the waves and the orange sunset.

"Forget about them," he says resting his chest on the top of my head. I take a deep breathtaking his advice. Our front pressed tightly to one another's, we stare at the water swaying carelessly in the distance.

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"Hi," I smile as we share a quick kiss. He hands me a helmet and I hold it. It's Monday after school and King has come to pick me up.

"Hi," he smiles back staring at me mesmerized. I look at him trying to take in everything. He's wearing black jeans and a black hoodie. His hair is dishevelled from the helmet and he has brushed it back, but a few stubborn strands stick out.

"Stop looking at me like that," I blush avoiding his eyes as the intense gaze makes me nervous.

"Like what?"

"Like I'm the sweetest piece of candy you've ever tried."

"But you will be, so I'm just practising," he winks.

"Real classy," I hear Ev's high voice from behind me. I sigh heavily rolling my eyes. I walk over to the bike and put the helmet down behind where King is sitting. I notice the furious expression on King's face and feel the same emotions rising inside of me. I take a deep breath.

Good give me patience.

Amen.

I around finding Ev and my ex-friends lined up behind her like some sort of army.

Her beady eyes drop to my feet before slowly rising up to my face. Her expression clearly displaying the loathing she has towards me.

My eyebrows rise in question asking what the fuck do you want. Having understood the look, Ev shakes the magazine in her hand making me look down.

I look at the cover and notice it's of King and me from the beach yesterday. The cover is a picture of us kissing, but I can see the one of me flipping them off in a smaller print on the side along with other pictures of my family.

"Damn, we made it on the front page," King proudly says as he grabs the magazine from Ev's hand and stares at it utterly proud. I'm confused at first, but I follow the act and turn it into confidence cockily smiling.

"Let me see," I word taking the magazine out of his hands. 'Reese Price & youngest heiress of the Price Empire gets cozy with hoodlum boyfriend at Santa Monica' I read off the title.

Really? Hoodlum? What century is this?

Then I focus on the main picture. Our faces are shadowed from the sun behind us, but you can still tell who it is. They probably edited it to make our faces more visible and they actually did a good job. I'm gonna need to know who this editor was because I'm gonna need them for my wedding pictures one day.

Reese, focus!

Right.

I focus on the picture and it's of when my hands were grabbing his neck and his were on my waist. As I look at how our bodies fit so perfectly together, my smile becomes more and more genuine. It looks like our bodies were meant for each other.

"We're so hot," I tease knowing it'll piss Ev off.

"We are, aren't we?" King speaks huskily looking at me. I put the magazine down as I face him staring into his eyes. His hand grabs my neck and the cold metal rings cause goosebumps around my body. He smirks as I gulp nervously. He leans down giving me a lustful kiss. He bites my bottom lip and I hold a whimper when he parts. We stare at each other lustfully devouring the taste we've left on each other.

"We're not the paparazzi," Ev clears her throat. Both our eyes glance to the side before we share a look of equal annoyance. King drops his hand and we face Ev.

"You're still here?" I speak making my irritation clear and crossing my arms over my chest.

"Hoodlum? Huh? Whatever happened to respect, but I guess when you're dating a billionaire it all goes out the window?" Ev spits, her eyes glowing with evil intent.

"Unlike you, I don't throw money at everything and expect it to follow my every command," I answer before King can.

"Are you sure about that?" Ev accuses full of confidence.

"Positive, but I'm sure you can't say the same."

"We'll see how long that lasts."

"Everleigh!" We hear Reis angrily call out his sister.

"Looks like anger management is calling your name," I diss.

"Enjoy it while it lasts."

"You won't have to tell me twice," I reply with a higher, more annoying pitch to display my sarcasm.

"Let's go," King says. I turn around to find him on his bike holding out a helmet for me.

"Thanks," I say taking the helmet and securing it over my head. In our time together, I have finally learned to put the helmet on by myself and I am utterly proud. I get on and wrap my arms around his waist. "Let's drop by the office."

King nods in response and starts up his bike before we head off. We reach the office in about twenty minutes and I rush inside with King behind me.

"Hi, Greg! Just the person I need," I say running to hug him. He's stiff and his eyebrows knot together in confusion as he slowly backs out of the hug.

"Hi, good to see you too, but what are you doing here? And who's this?"

"Oh, this is my boyfriend, King," I introduce. Greg looks at him from head to toe and King clears his throat mostly becoming nervous under Greg's gaze.

"I remember you from the Halloween party," Greg smiles.

"Oh, yeah," King extends his hand. They both share a firm handshake.

"Do you know where Gray is?"

"He's in a meeting right now; should be done within a couple of hours," Greg shares looking at his watch to confirm the time.

"What about Aaron?"

"Reese?" I hear Aaron and turn around to find him with a few other people.

"You guys go ahead, I'll meet you guys there," he dismisses the other people before we meet each other halfway. We give each other a quick hug while King and he share a handshake.

"Did you see the magazine cover this morning?"

"Yeah, I did. I have to say I'm kind of excited since they announced me as being the hottest and most successful bachelor in LA right now," his hand brushes through his hair as he cockily smiles.

"I'm talking about the headline calling King a fucking hoodlum," I huff crossing my arms unamused. I swear Aaron do be living in his own little world sometimes.

"Oh... right," Aaron clears his throat wiping the smile off his face. "Grayson and I have already talked to our lawyers and they're gonna find a way to sue the magazine or at least get them to adjust the headline and issue an apology."

"Good. Just because he lives in the hood doesn't mean he's a gangster and who the fuck still uses the word hoodlum?"

"You know I thought the same thing when I read the headline," Aaron shares. "But honestly, don't worry. It'll be sorted out by the end of the day, I'll make sure of it."

"Thanks," I smile as we hug. He lands a small kiss on my forehead before heading off.

"You know you don't have to sue them or anything, it's their job to report things," King starts as we head out.

"Yeah, but it's getting out of hand. You're with me, but being with me shouldn't come at the price of your own respect. I don't want them spreading false information about you and hurting you in any way," I explain coming to a stop.

"I know it's not your fault, Reese," King assures looking into my eyes as his pupils dilate.

"I know," I smile sighing. I'm not directly responsible, but indirectly, I am. The only reason King is on the cover is because of me and it's not fair to him especially when they're calling him things with such heavy connotations. I do appreciate King's patience though. I've never seen anyone as cool as collected than him other than my dad or even Grayson. "Let's just go home."

"Yes, ma'am," he says as we reach his bike.

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"It won't be that bad," Landon assures as he parks on the street. Ridge pulls up and parks right behind us.

Roman, Landon and I step out of our car while Ridge, Maverick and King step out of their own car.

"Hi," I smile at King and his friends. King comes over and we share a quick kiss. My eyes avert to his all-black outfit accessorized with silver jewelry. I smile knowing that my all-black outfit matches his and that we look hot as fuck together. We're both wearing matching leather jackets too.

"Ready?" King asks.

"As I can ever be," I smile. He takes my hand and we head down the street to the party house. Unlike the parties in our side of town, the houses on this street are much smaller with barren land.

King and I realized that he knows almost everything about my world, but I hardly know anything about his. I mean I go to his house and all that, but his other school friends don't really know me and I've never met them either.

Someone from their school was having a party and we thought this would be the perfect opportunity for me to make my first appearance. Not going to lie, I am quite nervous. The last party I went to was on Halloween and Seb ended up making such a fuss for no reason. It's a plus no one from my school will be here.

King will be sober with me so I'm excited to enjoy the time with him in public. There's no paparazzi to disturb us either. Landon made sure to take a few extra turns too just in case.

As we approach the house, I notice multiple people hanging outside on the lawn. The music isn't as loud as it is at our parties, but it's still good enough. Landon opens the door attached to the caged fence and holds it open letting us in.

The girls and guys all stare at us. Most of the girls are batting their lashes at the men while they're sending dirty looks my way. This gives me more confidence and I broaden my shoulders even more adding a little strut to my walk. King's thumb caresses the back of my hand and I smile as we exchange a look.

We climb the wooden steps and get into the house. The house is lighted with red LED lights and is packed with people. The smoke makes the room blurry and I swallow hard as the smell of alcohol and weed makes its way through my senses.

"Yo! Look who's here!" A man on the couch yells happily looking at us. He waves his arm and the music is turned down. The group of people around him stare at us approaching them.

The man gets up and King lets go of my hand to give the guy a hug. The man then looks at me and smiles.

"And this must be the lady of the night," he flirts looking between King and I. He takes a step closer to me as I blush under his intense gaze. The man, who seems as old as King, crouches down holding his hand out.

I give him my hand and he kisses the back of it.

"Reese Price."

"Cash," he introduces as I bring my hand back down to my side. My eyebrows knit thinking what kind of name Cash is, but then I realize that it must be a street name.

"Stop flirting with my girl," King scolds playfully.

"Whoa," Cash dramatically steps back with his hands up. "Someone had to take the vacancy you left. I mean it might be vacant again..." Cash trails off staring at me suggestively.

"Sorry to break it to you, but with that attitude, the position will be occupied for a while," I retort. Cash looks at me with surprise, but his lips stretch at an amused smile as he lets out a small laugh.

"Pretty and sassy, you got yourself a fun one," Cash says looking at King.

"She just doesn't take shit from wannabes," King shrugs and we all laugh. After a little more conversation between all the boys and Cash, the music is made louder.

We continue talking over the music as King introduces me to people from his classes and the football team. Landon leaves to go flirt with some girl while Roman stays to talk to some of the football guys as King introduces them.

"Let's go dance," I say grabbing King's hand and drag him without his consent. He looks at the guy he was talking to and sighs as he laughs at my behaviour.

People move making space for us. I smile as I realize the song Woo by Pop Smoke featuring 50 Cent is playing.

I put my arms around his shoulder and he puts his hands on my waist as I sway my hips to the beat of the music.

"Your friend Kai isn't here?" I question. King has been telling me about a new kid at their school. Apparently, he's getting along with King, Ridge and Maverick quite well. King said he'd be here today so he could introduce me to him, but he hasn't introduced me to anyone named Kai yet.

"No, I texted him, but he said he can't make it. Family stuff," King replies. I bob my head in response and we continue dancing. I let go of all consciousness and let the music control me.

When the song changes to Dick by Doja Cat, I smirk.

As I lip-sync to the lyrics, I look at King teasingly biting my lips. His eyes drop to my lips. His tongue darts out moisturizing his own lips and I bite my own lip getting turned out by our proximity.

Doja's part comes on.

I pull him closer with our fronts pressing against each other. My core becoming hot feeling him pressed against me.

Feeling nervous under his gaze, I move my hand wrapping it around his neck and bringing him down so that his ear is by lips. Our fronts pressed against each other, my hard nipples poke him through my shirt. I don't like wearing bras, so it happens especially when I'm so turned on by him. My hands tug at his hair slightly to add some more tension.

"I just got 'Morty & Rick'd uh / He got me horny and ripped uh," after moaning to mimic the lyrics, I nibble on his ear. My eyes focus on the crowd around us making sure no one sees us. Everyone is too baked or drunk to notice us and I'm thankful.

Also, we've waited long enough. The urge to want someone closer, but not being able to have them is infuriating.

I've been thinking about wanting to go all the way with King and at first, I was scared because I haven't wanted to go that far with anyone in so long. I dealt with everything I felt and talked to myself about why I was scared.

The only person I've ever done it with is Silas. He and I had the worst experiences. Nothing ever felt good with him especially when it came to physical affection, but I can't be scared for the rest of my life. It's a natural part of being in a relationship and I can't deprive my body of it especially when it craves it so bad from the right person. King is right and I know it, so it's clear it's not him who I'm afraid of.

It sounds silly, but I've sat in front of the mirror practicing and watched a lot of Youtube videos trying to regain sensual confidence. King is hot and he knows it. I'm hot and I know it too, but being sensually explicit towards anyone is hard for me. All the practice and time has been helping with the fear though.

I used to be sad that I was so drugged up when Silas used to touch me or that I hardly remember any of it. I was just so traumatized, I think my mind just deleted those memories. Only the feelings remain and I finally think I'm overcoming them.

I need King closer to me now more than ever.

His throat rumbles as he lets out an aggressive groan. Before I can part, King's hands go to my ass holding me in place and he squeezes my ass harder than usual. I feel his pants shift and his hard-on pressed against my püssy, making me gulp.

Oh.

Oh.

Shit.

Guess all the time and practising was worth it.

"Can you feel what you do to me?" King whispers into my ear.

"Mhm," I respond not being able to speak. I gulp feeling my throat dry up.

Fuck.

"Yo, where's your whore, Cindy?" we hear a man's voice yelling over the music.

King and I part wanting to find the source of the voice. I finally let out a deep breath and goosebumps rise when the cold air hits my skin.

"We'll continue this later," King states. My eyes widen slightly at the dominance, but my body is more compliant as I feel myself getting wetter.

Okay then.

I don't think it was a question and that makes this like a hundred times hotter, but he's staring at me so I slightly bob my head and King takes this as my response then turns around taking my hand in his as we go find the source of the commotion.

He takes a weird wide step adjusting himself and I can't help but giggle.

We're just unlucky, but I'll make it up to him as soon as I can.

We're near the front of the door where we find Maverick, Ridge and my brothers going back and forth with a few other guys. I stand behind my brothers while King stands next to them.

"What's going on?"

"I was wondering when you were gonna join us, how was the lovemaking with the rich bitch?" I hear the voice taunt. The music is now quieter and everyone is silent watching this play out. My brothers are too tall for me to look over them and see who the other guys are.

"You shouldn't have come here, Rogue," King lets out a condescending chuckle as he turns around. When he turns back around, he swings his arm and I hear a loud groan.

"Oh shit," I yell. I was about to step back when Landon pushes me. I trip and fall on my ass groaning in pain. When I look up, I see all the boys fighting each other. The crowd around us cheers for them to continue, but no one offers to help me up.

Wow, what a world we live in.

I shake my head and help myself up staring at the boys fighting. I pretty sure everyone from my side except for King is drunk, but that is only heightening their aggression.

My boys are winning.

"Oo," I wince when Roman lands a right hook sending the guy flat to the ground. The man deserved it for calling Cindy a whore so whatever.

"Fuck yeah and fuck you!" Roman spits over the man's unconscious body. As the crowd cheers louder for him, he smiles flexing his arm and urging people to cheer louder.

Man is really having the time of his life I think and smile at the thought.

I'm dusting myself off when I hear a couple of gunshots go off followed by screams. Everyone starts scrambling and I look around in a panic. People bump into me and I groan confused.

A bloody hand wraps around my wrist and I trace it up to King. I sigh in relief as he takes us out through the back.

"Go go go!" He yells as he lifts me from my waist and throws me over the fence into the neighbour's lawn.

"Ow!" I yell landing on my hands and knees. I look up at him scowling, but he's jumping over the fence to busy to notice it.

"Shit, sorry," King snorts trying to stifle his laugh as he lands on the ground on his feet. He offers me his hand and I take it.

"It's not funny!" I scold getting up. I frown noticing that my jeans ripped as I fix my hair. I left it open, but I guess I shouldn't have. It just keeps getting in my face and it's so annoying.

I don't get the time to word my frustration, because King drags us to the front gate and we exit from the lawn to the front of the street. We run down to the street and I notice that my brother's car is already gone. "They left without us!"

"I have Ridge's keys," King says pulling them out. He quickly unlocks the car and we jump in. King doesn't waste a second before starting it up and driving away.

"Fuck," I start laughing looking back.

"Are you okay?" King asks looking back at the house as well.

"Yeah, who were they?"

"Some kid from another school," King shares. I'm about to reply to King when my phone dings and I take it out of my pocket. It's a message from Landon asking me if we made it out safe.

I reply letting him know that we did.

"I told Landon we made it out safe," I let King know.

"Good and I'm sorry, this doesn't always happen," King explains.

"It was fun, I get to tell our kids one day that you practically threw me over the fence!"

"I forget you're so small!" King defends.

"And?" I retort looking at him.

"Don't look at me like that," he huffs uncomfortable under my gaze. The street lights passing by revealing his clear skin every other second.

"Oh yeah? Why?" I question leaning in more. My chins rests on his shoulder and my hand on his chest under his unzipped jacket. I draw circles on his chest with my finger.

His head slightly shifts as his eyes glance down at me. His adam's apple bobs as he gulps.

"I'm driving, Reese."

"You're no fun," I pout backing away. I watch as he shakes his head laughing. His hand runs throw his hair as he stares out to the side. I look out the window on my side and notice the beach. "Oh my God! It's so pretty!"

"What?"

"The beach! Can we please go?"

"Reese, it's midnight."

"So?"

"Fine," he groans giving up.

"Yay!" I smile cheerfully as he pulls into the vacant parking lot. He parks so that we have a clear view of the ocean from the car. He turns the engine off, but the radio remains on. He turns the volume down. "Everyone was really nice."

"Yeah, they're scared of me so they have to be," King shares sheepishly.

"See Mr. Bad Boy, I knew you had a reputation."

"Me? No, never!"

"Right, you're a softy," I laugh teasing him. I grab his hand bringing it to my lap. Gently, my finger brushes his bruised knuckles.

"Only at heart," he teases. I smile and then frown at the sight of his hand.

"Does it hurt?" I ask looking up at his.

His jaw flexes before he replies.

"Nothing I can't bear."

"You're a big boy?" I tease.

I hear him let out a small laugh. He takes my wrist and tugs me so I climb over the middle console straddling him as he backs his seat up to make room for me.

My hand on his neck, I stare down at him. His hair messy, his forehead glistens with sweat probably from the running. His grey eyes stare at me intensely as his ripe lips slightly part breathing ever so lightly.

"Are we about to finish what we started?"

"Only if you want to," he breathes quietly staring at me with caution.

"I do," I reply locking my lips with his. His hands rested on my hips he squeezes them making me to move my hips. I keep grinding against him as we continue to kiss.

"Fuck, Reese," he groans as I feel him getting hard under me. His hands reach up pushing my jacket. I breathe heavily parting from him as I take the jacket off and throw it to the empty seat. He does the same taking his jacket off.

Chase Atlantic plays on the radio and I can't help but smile at the coincidence.

Our eyes lock for a second before hungrily placing our lips on each other. His hand grabs my hair and he pulls my head back. I let out a moan as he starts trailing kisses down my jaw and neck. He sucks and nibbles hard.

"King," I moan breathing heavily as I feel my core becoming hotter and hotter. His bulge becomes harder and larger as we proceed, fighting against the restraints of his jeans to be let out. I didn't even think that was possible but okay.

"Backseat... now," he demands. I part from him biting my bottom lip to taste the sweetness he left on them. I nod and we unlock the car. I hop out and enter the backseat taking my shoes off. King pushes his seat closer to the steering wheel to give us more room in the back and then joins me.

I reach to the front to lock the doors and make sure to purposely stick my ass out. I scream when he smacks it, but giggle knowing damn well that I enjoyed it.

"Come here," he says pulling me and making our lips crash. He pulls me onto his lap making me straddle him again. I groan as his bulge teases my wet püssy through our clothes.

My hands reach down to the hem of his shirt and we part so I can pull it off. I admire his naked abdomen before taking my own shirt off and making it equal. I didn't wear a bra so one less obstacle in the way.

His eyes devour every inch of me and I watch him breathe heavily. Since King and I are hardly ever home, we've never gotten far enough for me to ever be completely shirtless in front of him.

"You're... fucking... beautiful," he speaks as he trails kisses down from my jaw to my bare collarbone.

"King," I moan getting lost in the throbbing between my legs. My hands fidget with his belt trying to undo it becoming impatient.

"Uh uh," King holds my hands in place and I look at him confused. His eyes glisten with mischief. Before I can react, he gets up and I sit on the seat. His arm wraps around my waist to slowly push me down as we kiss.

His tongue enters my mouth tasting every inch of it and I let out a moan feeling my lungs rumble as I lie down underneath him. His necklace hanging over me, I gulp.

"King," I moan as he kisses down my chest. His hand cups one of my breasts while he sucks on the other making me moan even louder in pleasure. The friction between my skin and his rings causing even more stimulation.

My body feels so hot and I'm drenched ready for him. My insides becoming more tense wanting him inside already.

King stands on his knees and I watch as he unbuttons my jeans. He looks up at me as his fingers curl under the hem and I nod giving him permission. He pulls my pants off revealing my black lace thong.

"Fuck," he sounds intoxicated. I watch him bite his bottom lip as he looks down at me before kissing me again. His hand over my clit, his fingers start rubbing me through the fabric. My eyes roll back as I feel the pleasure run through my body.

"King," I moan begging him to stop teasing me. He lets out a small laugh in response shaking his head as he scoots down pulling my thong off.

"You're so wet, your thong is drenched," he says holding it up. I don't know if I could have gotten redder, but I'm sure that I did. He throws the panties on the ground and leans down. I scoot down as King wraps his arms around my thighs to hold me in place.

He trails small kisses from my thigh up, closer to my hot spot. My eyes widen as his breath fans my wet püssy. A cooling sensation over the wetness making me shiver with a feeling I've never felt before. His tongue darts out sliding across my wetness and I gasp at the one stroke.

"King," I beg with my eyes. Without wasting a second, his mouth devours me fully and I gasp. My hand in his hair I tug as I feel the nerves in my body dance at his every lick. My legs helplessly twitch as I feel myself tightening and my insides twist reaching a new level of ecstasy.

His hands roam my body clawing and grabbing at my breasts. The more I shake, the tighter his arms hold my legs and I don't know whether to cry or to scream in pleasure at the top of my lungs.

"I'm- I'm gonna - fuck, ah," I scream as I feel myself being undone. King mercilessly continues the assault making me shake even more as I squeeze his head between my legs cumming. His arms tighten harder around my legs making sure that I don't squeeze his head too much.

My eyes roll back and my vision becomes blurry as I take in the pleasure. My back arched, I'm thrusting his face.

Fuck.

"Fuck," King groans. My lips part as I breathe heavily. Lowering my back, I lift my head to look at King. His face brighter red, his lips are a darker shade and almost swollen. He's breathing just as heavily, but that doesn't stop him from looking straight into my eyes as he licks his lips. His eyes roll back taking in my taste and my head falls back at the thought of how hot this man is.

Oh, God.

"You taste so good," he comments as he climbs to hover over me. His eyes a little red and his skin flushed, I notice how beautiful he looks under the moon's silhouette..He leans down and kisses me. "Don't you agree?"

The moon-like orbs that he gets to look through every day, wait curiously for an answer as I lick my lips and close my eyes taking in my own sweetness.

Yummy.

"I agree, I taste amazing," I say biting my bottom lip as I open my eyes. King smirks excited.

"Just for that, you can't ever..." he says as his hand makes his way over my clit. He starts rubbing it and I gasp as my breath hitches for a second before deepening,"...taste yourself... without my permission... because... it's... mine."

"King," I moan as I feel my core tightening again. His face inches from mine, he watches me squirm under distress.

"Come on, say it," he starts laying soft kisses from my cheek to my neck. His other hand pinches my nipple making me gasp.

"Say... what?" I breathe.

"That you'll never taste yourself without my permission."

"Ah-gh," I groan squeezing my thighs, but King roughly pushes them apart. I look up and then throw my head back not being able to process anything but the sensation between my legs.

"Come on," King teases. I look at him helplessly, he's a dick for doing this. I know I'm sweet! This is payback for having to wait so long to get here, but it's not my fault my brothers are around all the time. I wanted to jump your bones while I was in a relationship with someone else, not that I'm saying it was right, but I'm saying that it was the case!

Oh... oh... that feels good.

"Fuck," I moan. "I- I won't...-"

"Mm-hm?"

"I- I w-on't... touch... m-myself... without your..."

"Come on, you're almost there," he words against my skin.

"permission — ah-ugh!" I scream when King sticks two fingers inside of me when I'm about to cum. The rings on his finger cause an unknown feeling and the metal feels rough, but still brings pleasure in the most unacceptable way.

My back arches as I feel my body spasm from the intense orgasm. I lose my vision and my legs shake uncontrollably; my foot hitting the glass window.

"You're so tight," King huskily comments as my orgasm fades away.

"King, I- I can't," I gulp looking him in the eyes. "Last one... both of us."

"I don't have a condom," he frowns looking me in the eyes.

"Fuck the condom."

"Reese-"

"For God's sake, just pull out!" I yell wrapping my hands around his neck and smashing our lips together.

I really don't know if I can do this again, but he deserves it. After all the pleasure he had given me, I can get through it once more despite my body feeling so heavy and tired.

My hands roam down to his belt and I unbuckle it. He parts from me and does the rest himself as I watch. Pulling his jeans and underwear down, he reveals ... JESUS FUCKING CHRIST.

If my mouth wasn't already open, it is now.

Holy.

I'm so lucky I'm so wet. It's gonna take a little bit of the pain away.

But...

King throws his clothes to the side and leans down kissing me. His length teasing me as it rubs against my clit, I let out a moan.

"This might hurt," he warns.

"Mm-hm," I reply. He slowly adjusts himself inside of me stretching my insides. His head inside, I wince as he pushes himself further inside.

"Fuck," he groans as he pushes his full length inside of me. Feeling the intense pressure inside of me, I gasp. My insides are tight around his length and I can feel him throbbing inside of me.

"Fuck," I breathe out feeling myself tighten around him the longer he's inside. He starts off slowly easing into slow thrusts. Once he starts pacing faster, my breathing becomes heavier. His hand cups my tit and his lips suck on the side of my neck again.

The multiple sensations drive me crazy not being able to focus on just one. King then straightens his back to look down at me, his hand grabs my neck and I gasp staring into his grey eyes.

"King," I moan grabbing his wrist as he teasingly tightens his fingers around my throat. The cool rings on his fingers drive me nuts and I gulp as he continues to fuck me raw.

His hair messy, some strands fall over his eyes. His jaw clenches as he thrusts and I moan louder each time. Removing his hand from my throat, I take a deep breath and I feel my eyes wet with pleasure as he lays kisses down my jaw.

There's nothing more I wanna do than to lay under him and feel every single thing he has to offer, but it's not all about me.

I grab King's face and bring it up to mine kissing him. Then, my hands land flat next to me and I push myself up as we kiss. King moves back, still inside of me, I straddle him. His mouth works at my chest and hands grab my ass. Feeling him inside of me, my nails claw at his back as I hiss in pain.

For a second, we stop. Our breaths mingle as our foreheads rest on one another's.

Not a single thing between the two of us, our bodies are one. Morphed and fitted perfectly into one another, I'm breathless but I know as long as he's with me, there is nothing else I need. Without him, the air is useless.

I've never felt that way before.

It's kind of scary, but I'm glad I found my person at such a young age. It took a lot of bad decisions to get here and a lot of trauma, but I made it. I don't know if it's the right time to say it, but I do know the feeling is too real to avoid or to even question it.

"I love you," I word looking up at him. His eyes widen as he processes the words. I notice a bead of sweat drip down the side of his flushed face. Before he can reply, I kiss him. My hand on his chest, I word, "trust me" as I push him down onto his back.

My knees on either side of him, I start pushing myself up and down riding his full length. I moan as I feel his tip literally hitting far back where I've never felt anything before. It's both pain and pleasure. His hands on my hips, he grabs them hard and squeezes them making me slam down on him harder. I'm taking his full length and I didn't even know I physically even could.

"Reese... I'-m.. gonna cum," he chokes. I look at him licking my lips knowing I'm about to come too. I fasten my pace grabbing my own breasts and putting on a show I know he'll enjoy. I almost immediately feel my insides gather before coming undone with him inside of me. I groan and moan loudly falling over the edge of the biggest orgasm I've ever had.

"Fuck," King groans lifting me off him. He reaches down grabbing a piece of clothing from the bottom of the car and cums uttering a string of curse words. I watch him become ridged and shake under his own orgasm as his nerves pulsate all over his body.

"Fuck," he breathes heavily as he leans back. I lean my back on the seat and lay my head onto King's shoulder. For a minute, we sit there under the sound of our breathing and the sound of the waves coming from the outside.

The windows are foggy with condensation from all our heavy breathing, but the front glass has patches that are still clear allowing us to easily watch the water.

The moonlight causes the water to sparkle and I imagine for a second that this is it. This is life itself in the full essence. I am happy. There is no one else. There is no worry just two beings who completely just gave up each other's souls and became one.

King slightly shifts and his pointer finger finds a place underneath my chin. He lifts my head to face him and he turns his body to face me.

"I love you," he words and I look at him shocked. There's no open window, but I feel cold air run around my skin making goosebumps rise all over. I look into his eyes finding a version of myself I'm no longer scared of. For once, I can look at myself through someone else's eyes and not completely hate myself.

"Why are you crying? Did I—"

"No," I cut him off before he can even doubt himself. I hadn't even noticed that I was crying.

"Then?" He questions innocently. His thumb rises up wiping away the stray tear.

"I'm just happy," I admit smiling as I feel a wave of emotions taking over.

Great, I'm that bitch that cries after sex.

Lovely.

Good one, Reese.

In an effort to not embarrass myself, I look upwards drying my eyes. To add some extra manpower and speed this shit up, I use my hand to fan them.

Like seriously? When I'm sad, I cry and I'm happy, I cry too? Like for once can I just not cry no matter the occasion? Is that too much to ask for?

"What are you doing?" King asks amused.

"Trying not to cry and embarrass myself," I explain. Instead of hearing a response, I feel his hand wrap around my throat and his face appears on top of my mine. My eyes widen, but I try to keep my cool knowing damn well my püssy just became wet... again.

His face inches away from mine.

"I know something else that might help," he speaks lowly.

"Yeah? Tell me more," I play along.

"How about I show you?" he says as he locks our lips.

Fuck, I will never get enough of this man ever.

☕︎☕︎☕︎

It's seven in the morning. After two more rounds, the both of us finally had enough. We got dressed in whatever clothes we had, but we couldn't fall asleep.

I got hungry so we went to a McDonald's drive-thru and got burgers and milkshakes. We then parked at the beach again and we watched the sunrise.

I had a few texts from my brother's and most of them were of them betting whether I was having sex or not. Roman and Landon bet I was while Jaxon and Aaron said if I was then they're going to castrate King. Then Roman brought up the fact that what if it wasn't King so they corrected their statement and said whoever it is will die.

First of all, why the fuck would it not be King? And second of all, I am so fucking dead.

Worst of all, Grayson didn't say anything. Not one thing. Not one message nor call which had me beyond stressed.

The boys have my location. They know I was safe so that's why they didn't worry too much and probably know what was happening. Aaron and Jaxson are just in denial. I wish they weren't because they're just going to make this more awkward than it needs to be.

King just dropped me off and said that he's going to get Ridge's car detailed before he returns it. He doesn't want Ridge being a bitch about what we did in the back of his car and anyway, if someone had sex in my car, I would want it cleaned too.

King is lucky though because he doesn't have to deal with my brothers right away, but I'm not as lucky.

I'm sneaking into the house with my shoes in my hand so I make less noise. Grayson, Aaron and Jaxson might be awake because of university and work, but I'm hoping they're not since it's Sunday.

I push the door open and sneak a peek inside. The dining table is empty and I don't see anyone else around so I sigh pushing the door further open as I step inside.

"Morning," a shirtless Roman pops up from the side and I jump.

"What the fuck!" I yell throwing my shoes at him.

"Hey! No violence!" he protests as he whacks the shoes away.

"She's finally here," I hear Aaron as he comes from the kitchen. I look at Aaron who's coming towards us and then Roman.

"Is everyone awake?" I whisper asking Roman. He nods. "Great."

Aaron is shirtless wearing only silk grey bottoms as he stands in front of me. He has a huge smile on his face and is about to go in for a hug when he stops midway. His head turns to the side as his eyes become smaller zoning in on something. My eyes try to look down and find what he's looking at, but I'm lost.

He takes a step back from me and he seems mortified.

"See now when I woke up, I wasn't really ready to murder someone first thing in the morning, but after seeing that, it really doesn't matter what time of the day it is," he words sounding extremely dangerous.

"Seeing what?" I ask confused.

"Yeah," Roman agrees next to me. He stands next to Aaron and tries to see what he's looking at. "Oh shit."

"What?" I question.

"What's so shocking? Did the paparazzi— whoa," Landon says as he walks out of the kitchen too. He's actually wearing his full set of PJs. He stands next to Aaron becoming just as glued to the sight as the two before him.

What the actual fuck.

"Fifty says Grayson's gonna have a heart attack," Roman starts.

"Nah, hundred says King will be dead within the hour," Landon retorts. My eyebrows knit at those words as I become stressed. The beat of my heart starts ringing in my ears becoming anxious. Is it that obvious I got laid last night? I mean I tried to fix my hair. Am I wearing my clothes right?

I quickly look down at myself and sigh in relief when I know everything is on properly.

"Why is everyone so quiet?" Grayson comes from the kitchen. He's too focused on stirring whatever is in the large glass bowl he's carrying to look up.

He slowly makes his way over and first notices the boys all lined up. He pushes the bowl to the side holding it between his arm and hip as he looks over at me.

"What are you looking at?"

"Reese, turn to your left," Aaron directs.

"Uh... no thank you?" I say, but it comes out as more of a question. I didn't think it was possible, but Aaron seems to be a lot angrier now. The wrinkles on his forehead becoming prominent as he scowls and without a fuss, I turn.

Grayson looks at Aaron before he looks at me. His mouth falls first, then his eyebrows rise and I can just see the shock, confusion and anger all making their way to his face.

He tilts his head to the side as his mouth closes looking at me almost sympathetically. As if he's nervous, his hand goes to the whisk and he starts stirring the mixture in the bowl. He does this for like two seconds before turning his body to face me fully holding the bowl to his stomach now. He takes the whisk in his hand and flails it. Pancake mix flies onto Roman's face and I laugh.

No one else does. I feel the heat rise to my face as I slap a hand over my mouth.

Roman scowls at me raging. With his mouth, he words, "you're gonna get it."

"Have any of you done this?" Grayson turns his body towards the boys again.

"Done what?" Landon asks. All the boys seem confused.

"That," Grayson points at me with the dirty whisk. A small patch of the mixture falls on the ground, but no one besides me seems to notice. I look back at the boys and none of them seem to be able to meet eyes with me. All of a sudden, they seem to be the ones who are embarrassed.

"Right," Grayson slams the whisk back into the bowl.

"God, don't take your anger out on the pancake mix," I huff not thinking much of it.

"You don't get to say anything right now," Grayson threatens and I gulp at his short temper.

"Why are you so mad?" I respond returning the anger and frustration.

"The fuck were you doing last night?" Grayson exasperates. I thought him being shirtless would make him less scary, but like nope, he seems just as scary if he were in a suit.

"What do you think?"

"I don't know it looks like you fucking got beat up," Grayson accuses.

"I was gonna say run over by a bus," Landon says.

"Or like attacked by a fucking vampire," Aaron comments.

"Nah, it's like you were fucking an animal or something," Roman says smugly.

"How?" I ask.

"Smile," Roman says lifting his phone and taking a picture of me. I put my hand up, but I don't think I was fast enough. The flash blinds me making me double pissed. "Look."

I look down at the screen and let's just say it's not the most flattering of angles. I have a double chin, my eyes are half open half closed, hair is sticking out in a weird direction and, "holy shit," I gasp noticing the large hickeys on my neck.

"Yup," Roman replies putting his phone away. I look around at everyone awkwardly as they stare at me with anger and frustration.

"Surprise... I had sex," I announce with my arm stretched out for full effect.

"I know his address," Aaron deadpans.

"I know his schedule," Grayson says.

"I have a bat," Roman says.

"I have masks," Landon says.

"I have a gun," Jaxson comes in from behind me.

"You don't even know what they're talking about," I huff. Jaxson looks at me and then to my brothers, but does a double-take. At that instant, my hand flies up trying to cover the bruises on my neck.

"Now I do," Jaxson says crossing his arms and looking at me accusingly. I become timid under his gaze nervously fidgeting. As a last resort, I put my hands behind my back and display my innocent pout. "Now that just doesn't seem right with all that."

"Ugh, fuck off!" I groan turning around. I find the boys still there and I groan even more stomping my feet like a child. "I'm tired."

"No shit. I don't expect the two of you to get out of bed for the next two days from the looks of it," Roman snorts.

"It was pretty good," I answered innocently.

"HOLY JESUS CHRIST! MY EARS! THEY BURN!" Aaron shrieks startling everyone.

"Bro, what the fuck!" Landon whacks Aaron in the chest. The air is blown out of Aaron's lungs and he groans hunching over in pain. Everyone is staring at the two boys going back and forth so I take this as an opportunity to start sneaking away to go upstairs.

"What... is wrong... with... you?" Aaron wheezes.

"What — ow-gh!" Landon groans as he falls onto his knees cupping his goods.

"Now we're both in pain," Aaron breathes trying to stand up straight.

"You blew my eardrums out first, you bitch," Landon speaks through gritted teeth.

"Don't call me bitch," Aaron scolds kicking Landon while he's already on his knees.

"Ow!" Landon yells. "There is something wrong with you."

"Reese Price," Grayson is the to call my name and I stop dead in my tracks. I was so close. So fucking close. Like my foot was in midair about to take the first step onto the stairs type of close. My foot lands on the ground instead of the stairs as I slowly turn my body around facing my brother.

My head down, I stare at the barren floor.

There's only one way to get out of this and get this conversation out of the way.

Just do it and run, Reese.

God, just let me live after this.

I lift my head and watch as Grayson makes his way over to me.

I hold my hand up and take a step back, stopping him from saying whatever he was about to say. Grayson's mouth clasps shut and he comes to a stop confused. He looks back at the boys and I look between them and him.

"I know what your gonna say, so let me just tell you," I start. "It was great. The sex, I mean. It was great. We were in Ridge's car and we parked in front of the beach, then we got into the backseat and then we got naked and he fucked me soo- Ah!" I scream as Grayson comes over to smack me. I turn around and run up the stairs. When I look down, Grayson is standing at the bottom of the stairs. I reach the top panting as my lungs burn for air. I hunch over the railing and stare at all the boys.

"We really didn't need to know the details!" Roman yells.

"Suck it up! You guys do it all the time!"

"Fuck you!" Aaron yells.

"King already took care of that," I yell back sticking my tongue out childishly.

"That's it," Grayson huffs running up the stairs. I gasp comprehending the moment for a second before I make a run for it towards my room. My bare feet smack against the cold marble flooring. I get to my room and grab the door to help myself stop. I literally yank myself back and push the door close locking it. I hear a loud thud and I let out a scream taking a step back. Heavily breathing, I stare at the door blocking the angry mob on the other side.

"You can't hide in there forever!"

"Watch me."

"Nah, you're gonna get hungry," I hear Roman accuse.

"I already ate dumbass," I say feeling quite proud.

"Fuck, that man is good," Aaron mumbles on the other side probably referring to King. He fucked me and then got me food and cuddles with me.

Yes, the man is good. I smile at my thoughts.

"So good," I reply teasing the boys further. "Get used it, boys, I'm a woman now!"

"Oh, God," Jaxson breathes and I start laughing.

They are so dramatic.

☕︎☕︎☕︎

Once I was in my room, I left to go take a shower. I knew the boys would bicker with me all day, but I wasn't ready to waste my time like that.

After I showered, the boys were no longer outside my door and it was quite relieving. Since I didn't sleep all night, I fell asleep while watching a movie on Netflix.

I woke up a couple of hours ago and sneaked out to get a snack using the surveillance system that we have in the house. I was able to get in and out without being detected.

I called Cindy and Raven telling them about the whole night and morning. They were so excited for me and entertained by my brothers' behaviour. Both of them are praying for my well-being and honestly, I appreciate it.

Raven was telling me how Jaxson called her and how he was intricately coming with a plan to hurt King. She assured me that she wouldn't let him go through with it though. She's just letting Jaxson grieve and process everything. I laughed so hard when she said grieve; like I wasn't even that mad losing my virginity to Silas of all people.

After talking to them, King and I talked for a bit. I warned him about ever giving me visible hickeys because I've gotten in enough trouble for my whole life at this point and I don't need to get in any more trouble ever again. He was amused by the whole scenario and being cocky even, but that was only until I told him about how mad they were at him. Like baby boy, you thought you were spared, nope. Every time a car passed by his street, he would look at who it was and it was funny to watch him like that. The man was so confident last night but was shaking in fear sitting inside his own room.

We talked for a bit more then he had to go eat dinner. I put on the movie again so I'm currently just watching that. I don't plan on leaving my room anytime soon even though my stomach is growling like crazy. I will wait until the boys are all asleep.

I'm focused on the movie when I hear a knock on my door.

"Who is it?" I question closing my laptop.

"Grayson."

"Yes?"

"Can we talk?"

"Are you alone?"

"Yes."

"Unarmed?"

"Yes."

"Are you sure?"

"Hundred percent," he replies. I contemplate whether I really wanna talk to him, but decide to just go for it. I can't avoid him forever. I put my laptop on my nightstand and hop off my bed to go open the door.

"Hi," I display a small smile.

"Hi," Grayson smiles back. He's wearing sweats and a hoodie now. "Can I come in?"

"Of course," I reply opening the door more to let him in. He walks in and I close the door behind him. With his hands in his pockets, he walks over to my desk and looks at the pictures.

"If mom and dad were here today, I think they'd do a lot better than I can," he jokes looking at a picture of them.

"Are we about to have the talk?" I question.

"I don't think you need it, I mean you're aware of what can potentially happen if you don't take the necessary precautions while... performing the act," Grayson looks for the right word to say. I can't help, but crack a smile at the choice of words.

"Right, performing the act," I mock.

"Don't make things harder than they need to be," he sighs telling me he's having a hard time trying to appropriately deal with the situation.

"I'm not. Just say whatever you would say to Roman," I suggest becoming a little more serious and sympathetic towards him.

"Oh, you don't wanna know what I told him," Grayson laughs.

"True," I laugh.

"So... are you?"

"Am I what?"

"Taking all the precautions?"

"Um... I don't wanna lie. We didn't have a condom last night, but he pulled out. I swear," I answer feeling embarrassed. My brother should not need to know details about my sex life, but since our parents aren't here, I guess he is the only one I can talk to or share these things with.

"Reese," Gray sighs heavily running a hand through his hair. "I'm not ready to be a grandpa."

"You won't be," I assure. "If I'm late, I'll take a test."

"Okay, good," Grayson bobs his head. "Was everything else... okay? Like you didn't feel forced or pressured into doing anything?"

"Yeah," I breathe out getting flashbacks of last night. "I can assure you everything was consensual."

"Good," Grayson's head bobs. "You know if it's hard for you to talk to us about these things, Astrid would be more than happy to talk to you or even Raven, I suppose."

"Yeah, I know. I talked to Raven already," I smile.

"Good," Grayson flashes me a small smile. We stand there awkwardly in silence. "I'd hug you or like, kiss you on the forehead, but like..." he points to his neck indicating the hickeys on mine.

"I understand," I bob my head.

"Dinners ready, everyone is waiting for us," Grayson shares.

"Good, I'm starving. Before we go down, no one is gonna kill King, right?"

"Even though we want to, no. It won't reflect well on the business," Grayson replies. I look at him dumbfounded. "I'm just kidding. Of course, we're not gonna hurt the kid, I actually like him and this was bound to happen."

"Okay, good and if I were you guys, I'd just get used to it now. If Roman can sleep with a girl in his room then I should be able to sleep with whoever in my room too," I cross my arms. I don't know if Grayson will agree, but it's worth the shot. He nervously clears his throat avoiding my eyes as I stare at him intensely. My strategy is to make him too nervous to object.

"Just use condoms," he mumbles before heading out. Once I process the words, a smile stretches out on my lips and I pump my fist into the air excitedly.

I'm a free woman!

A/N:

Hope you guys enjoyed that hehe.

I'm shy now.

Also, an intense chapter coming ahead let's see if you'll be ready! Honestly, I think there are only a few chapters left and the book will be over soon.

The book ended up being shorter, chapter wise because I wrote such large chapters and fit so many scenes in them that there's not much to write! I mean that only means that I will then be able to focus on other stories and pump out even more great content for you guys! So it's a win win for everyone!

How did you like the chapter? What did you enjoy most? Are ready to see more King and Reese content? Maybe some more sexy time or maybe... a fight?

Okay no spoilers!

Stay safe, healthy and happy! Don't forget to do your homework!