The Grand Pact (The Grand Men #1)(137)

She opens her eyes, her hand drifting down my neck to lie on my chest. “Hmm.”

“Let me take you home. We won’t tell the kids what I did to you when we got there the first day.”





CHAPTER FOUR





THE TUESDAY CLUB INITIATION





Lucy





Six Months Later


“You’re idiots. Fucking idiots.”

“Listen. I didn’t get this lucky, so stop being so ungrateful. We all know you like a toy or two, Luce. Don’t be shy.”

I hold up one of the butt plugs and shake it in front of Nina’s face. “Shy? You think this”—I scoop up the emptied basket of toys they’ve surprised me with—“is me being shy?”

“Just looking out for you, princess.” Megan stands on the bed behind me, and I look up as she gently places a set of anal beads around the top of my head. “Tonight, we crown a new champion.”

I watch Nina struggling to contain her bladder as she doubles over. I pull them off. “You girls….” I laugh along with them, dropping the toys to the bed.

“You’ll thank us, trust me,” Nina assures me.

“What if I don’t like it?” I ask, holding up the underwear I purchased hours before. “I know he wants it—he’s snuck in a finger pretty much every time I’ve been on all fours lately.”

“Did you like the finger?” Scar asks, her brows popping.

“A finger was fine. But we’re talking about a different level of girth here. And it’s girthy.”

“Beep beep,” Nina mutters, poking me in the ribs with the butt plug. “Lube me up and slide me in. This is where you go next.”

“Hmm, still doesn’t feel like a finger.” Megan shrugs, looking at me deadpan. “You just gotta suck it up.”

“Every inch,” Nina snorts.

For fuck’s sake.

“Get out of my house!”

“Go wash your asshole!” Megan yells straight back.

“Girls,” I warn.

“We’re going.” Scarlet gives me a sympathetic look, pulling on the girl’s arms. “Wish Ell a happy birthday from us.”

They walk towards the door, their steps only slightly sloppy from the cocktails we consumed at lunch. “Hey,” I call out.

They all turn.

“Thank you.” I smile.

“Coffee at The Elm in the a.m.! We’ll get the sofas.” Nina throws me a wink, and they leave the room.

I walk to the bed and look down at everything they bought me. Or bought us, I should say. My eyes land on the pack of cards I picked up, and I reach for them.

He’s going to fucking love this.





Elliot





I find Lucy in the shower when I get home. She doesn’t spot me right away, and I stand and watch her from my spot at the sinks for as long as I can before giving in. I’m unbuttoning my shirt when she turns, her eyes growing as hungry as I feel.

“You’re early,” she mutters, her arms dropping to her sides. “I had plans for us.”

“Does it involve me fucking you against that shower wall?”

“No, but—”

“Then your plans are changing.”

“Are you sure that’s what you want? I have big plans.”

I smile, popping a brow. “Why don’t you tell them to me whilst I fuck you? We can multitask.”

I see her think about it, and my lip tips up. I pull off my socks and lose my boxers, then I stand naked, letting her see me.

“Or… how about you tell me exactly what you want.”

She drops to her fucking knees.

I step into the walk-in shower, my dick saluting her as I near. My hand reaches out, and I curl my pointer finger under her chin, lifting her face until her eyes are back on me.

“Hey, princess.” I smile down at her, biting my lip as precum beads on the head of my dick.

“Hi.”

“You won’t be able to tell me your plans with this in your mouth.” I work myself in my other hand, purposely brushing her bottom lip and watching as she darts her tongue out.

“Maybe you’re wrong.”

“You think you can tell me with my cock in your mouth?” I smirk, loving how she looks on her knees. “I can’t dismiss your enthusiasm.”

“You underestimate me.” She lifts my shaft and licks from my balls, up my underside, and over the tip. “Dangerous, Mr Montgomery.”

I lift it for her. “Do that again, baby.”

“This?” The warmth of her mouth covers my balls, licking and sucking before her tongue flutters as it dances up my cock.

“Fuck yes.”

She palms my heavy sac, her fingers inching a little way past my scrotum.

“Luce,” I warn.

She leans in, taking me in her mouth until I hit the back of her throat. Her head works from side to side, and I give it to her. I push deeper. Her grip on my balls tighten, making the heels of my feet leave the tile.

She pulls back, and I groan as she hollows her cheeks. My hips roll forwards, my patience slipping with every inch she takes.