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sex.
    I moan, throwing my head back. I just need a little more. Fuck. Just a little more and I can come. I’m considering begging him again when he pinches my clit.
    “Fuck me!” I scream.
    “I intend to, sweetheart,” he says, giving me a cocky half grin as he starts an unrelenting rhythm with his fingers, pumping them in and out of me while he rubs his thumb on my clit.
    It doesn’t take long before I’m crying out my release and my body is sagging against the countertop behind me.
    Greyson’s looking at me with hooded eyes as he pulls his hand from under my dress and sucks his fingers into his mouth. “So fucking sweet.”
    Lord have mercy. I think I just came again watching him suck my come off his fingers.
    He lets go of my wrists and turns me around to face the mirror. “Put your hands on the counter and bend over.” Something in the tone of his voice has me doing exactly as he asks. He uses his foot to spread my legs wider and pulls my dress up over my ass, giving it a light smack that sends a shot straight to my clit. “Look at me in the mirror, Hannah. I want you to watch me fuck you.”
    I look up, and the scene in front of me has me clenching my inner walls.
    The front of my dress is pulled down and my tits are spilling over the top, swollen and red from his love bites. My face is flushed and my green eyes are wild. Greyson is standing behind me, his jeans undone, pumping his hand up and down his thick shaft as he watches me in the mirror. His other hand pressed against my lower back, bracing himself. I lick my lips as he slowly rolls a condom on, wiggling my ass in anticipation. He teases me at first, sliding the tip of his cock between my folds and coating it in my pussy juices.
    “Fuck me, Greyson. Please. I want your cock inside of me.” I barely have the words out before he slams into me, all the way to the hilt of his beautiful dick. I feel so full. He’s fucking huge, but it feels fantastic.
    He gives me enough time to adjust to his size before he starts thrusting in and out of me. He’s grabbing my hips so hard that I’m sure there will be bruises tomorrow, but I don’t care. He slips a hand around to my front and starts rubbing my clit. I can feel my orgasm building. I’m so close. When I finally come, I come so hard I think I black out. I might have screamed his name, but I honestly don’t know, and by the time I come to, he’s shouting out my name to his own release.
    He’s still inside me, half collapsed on my back and looking at me in the mirror. “Please come home with me tonight, Hannah.”
    I don’t know if it’s because he just fucked me to within an inch of my life or if it’s because he said please, but I answer him. “Okay, Greyson. Take me home.”

I TEXT THE girls to let them know that I’m leaving and likely won’t be back tonight. I don’t bother to tell them in person out of respect for Jackson. Broken up or not, he shouldn’t have to watch me leave with another man looking thoroughly fucked.
    Greyson leads me to coat check so I can retrieve my jacket and we start heading for the parking lot, his hand placed again at the small of my back. God, I fucking love when he does that. We have almost reached his truck when it occurs to me that he plans on driving us home.
    “I’m not getting in that”—I wave towards the truck—“with you if you’ve been drinking,” I state. Our small town has lost too many young people to drinking and driving and I don’t intend on adding myself to that list.
    He pulls me into his side and kisses my temple. “I wasn’t drinking tonight, sweetheart. I would never put you in danger.”
    I pull away to look in his eyes. They aren’t glassy and his breath doesn’t smell like alcohol. Satisfied that he’s telling the truth, I let him help me into the passenger’s side of his monstrous truck. His large hands linger on my thighs before he closes the door and runs around to get in his side. The muscles in his arm flex as he