35
LILY
Filthy, filthy mouth.
Grey made me wet, and considering Blaine’s invitation to go home with him had already dampened my panties to an uncomfortable level, that mess Grey wanted on his chair happened.
Before Blaine even got his d**k inside Grey’s a*s.
But the working of Blaine’s thick, calloused fingers to stretch Grey…I bit my lip to keep from matching the groans leaving Grey’s mouth.
I clutched at the chair’s arms in my determination to not touch where I throbbed until Blaine sank into heaven.
“Right there.” Grey’s head tipped back, tendons in his neck straining. “f**k yeah. So good.”
Blaine watched him, leaning forward on one hand by his shoulder, the other stroking between Grey’s legs. I didn’t have the best view in the house. That would be right there beside Blaine, up
