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  1. Foreword
  2. Preface
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  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

Haven whimpers, her breath catching, her fingers tightening in my hair as she arches into me. Fuck, I can’t stop touching her. I keep my mouth on her, sucking her nipples, letting my tongue lick gently, as I lose myself in her sounds. Her fucking sounds.

She’s moaning so softly, every little noise filling my ears, making my cock ache, making me throb, making it so fucking impossible to do anything but stroke myself as I worship her body. I drag my hand down, gripping myself, jerking slow, feeling the way I throb against my palm, feeling how fucking hard I am just from the way she reacts to both of us.

He’s still teasing her, dragging his cock along her, still pressing against her, still making her tremble with every slow, purposeful stroke.

She’s losing her mind, and I’m right there with her. I can’t hold back anymore. Not with the way she’s moaning, trembling, losing herself under both of us. Not when I know exactly how good she feels with her mouth wrapped around me.

So I move closer, my breath uneven, my cock so fucking hard it aches as I bring it to her lips. The second she sees it she moans. Low, needy, desperate. And fuck, it wrecks me.

My hand trembles as I circle my cock, guiding myself to her, letting her warm breath hit the tip, watching the way her tongue come out to taste me, to soak my head in her spit.
Tate stifles a laugh. “Cute,” he murmurs before he leans down, wrapping a hand around her throat, holding her still, keeping her right where he wants her.

I swallow hard, my grip tightening on the base of my cock, my body trembling as I brush the fallen strands of her hair out of her face. I watch her, watch the way her tongue swirls against me, the way her lips part to take me in, the way her eyes flutter closed as she loses herself in the taste of me. I can’t breathe. I can’t do anything but let her take me, because I’m already fucking hers.

Tate doesn’t wait. Doesn’t ease into it, doesn’t let her adjust.
He just shoves inside her, hard, rough, sinking deep with one sharp thrust.

Haven gasps, her body arching, her lips stretching around my cock as the sound gets muffled by me. Fuck, the vibration of her moan shoots straight through me, makes my cock throb in her mouth, makes my fingers tighten in her hair as my hips jerk forward on instinct. I can’t fucking help it.

I start thrusting into her mouth, slow at first, shallow, savoring the wet heat of her, the way she takes me so fucking perfectly.

Tate drives into her deeper. Harder.
He grunts, gripping her hips, his movements rough, unrelenting, his pace brutal as he fucks her without restraint.