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  1. Foreword
  2. Preface
  3. 1
  4. 2
  5. 3
  6. 4
  7. 5
  8. 6
  9. 7
  10. 8
  11. 9
  12. 10
  13. 11
  14. 12
  15. 13
  16. 14
  17. 15
  18. 16
  19. 17
  20. 18
  21. 19
  22. 20
  23. 21
  24. 22
  25. 23
  26. 24
  27. 25
  28. 26
  29. 27
  30. 28
  31. 29
  32. 30
  33. 31
  34. 32
  35. 33
  36. 34
  37. 35
  38. 36
  39. 37
  40. 38
  41. 39
  42. 40
  43. 41
  44. About the Author
  45. About the Author
  46. Also by S.L Gray
  47. Off the Record
  48. Book 2 in Co-op Corrupted Duet

I groan, my fingers digging into her waist, my hips snapping up, matching her movements, meeting every drop, every roll, every fucking squeeze of her tight, dripping pussy.

She fucking moans my name. Her body seizes, her back arching, her thighs shaking as she falls apart all over again, drenching my cock in her cum, her head tipping back, her mouth falling open, her hands fisting the sheets beneath her.

Before she can even come down, before she even has the chance to process what’s happening Tate moves in.

His hands are on her instantly, gripping her arms, yanking her straight off my cock and pulling her down onto his instead, making her cry out, making her gasp as he buries himself inside her in one brutal thrust, stretching her open all over again.

His fingers wrap around her throat, tilting her head down, making her look at him, his voice low, firm, completely fucking in control.

“That’s it, angel,” he murmurs, his grip tightening, his hips snapping up, his cock slamming into her over and over and over. “You’re going to take every inch of me. You’re going to cover my cock in that pretty fucking cum.”

Haven whimpers, completely lost, completely gone, completely fucking ruined.

I’m so fucking close. I groan, my breath ragged, my head tilting back as I wrap a hand around my cock, stroking myself, watching Tate fuck her, watching the way her body trembles, watching the way she moans, watching the way she loses herself between us all over again.

I lean in, crashing my mouth against hers, swallowing every desperate, broken sound she makes as Tate pounds into her, as she clenches around him, as she reaches another breaking point.

I know, we’re both about to fucking come.

35

Haven

Tate doesn’t slow down, or ease up. He doesn’t let me breathe, he just pounds into me, unrelenting, his cock slamming deep, stretching me, making my body seize, making my moans break, making my vision blur as another orgasm rips through me so fast I barely have time to brace for it.

I whine, my nails biting into Tate’s forearms, my entire body trembling as the pleasure rolls through me, wave after devastating wave, my pussy clamping down around him, so tight, so fucking ruined.

“Oh go—“ I start to choke out before Tate clamps a hand over my mouth.

“No, no god here pretty, you hear that?” he groans. “That wet sound your pussy’s making for me? You’re soaking my cock. The only thing to be worshiped here.”

I need more, even as I kiss Carter messy, desperate, tongue searching, lips barely able to keep up with the way I’m falling apart, I need more.

Carter moans into my mouth, still stroking himself, so fucking close but holding back, his body tense, his breath ragged, his cock heavy and throbbing in his hand.