Grayson POV
I'm pissed off. What I did was reckless. I should have stopped f*****g Sammi as soon as I heard Zade, but I didn't. I simply muffled her moans of pleasure and went harder. All I could see in my mind was Reese with his tongue in her mouth. A mouth that I own. I wanted to warn her, but I didn't get time to.
As I step into the room, everyone laughs.
"You're a sore loser, aren't you?" Reese mocks.
"No, I just prefer to lose to pros, not those with mere luck to win one game," I joke, and he laughs. Sitting, I begin playing again. Alexa leans into me, her hand stroking down my body. I see Sammi walk in and take her seat. Her eyes flicker at me, and she stares at Alexa. f**k, this is going to get harder.
Sighing, I lift Alexa's hand off me as she leans in. "Want company tonight?
