The Entitled (The Entitled Duet 1)

Brance sits back down. “The truth is they are going to eat her up. I have no desire to see a bunch of entitled fat fucks humiliate her or your mother.”

“Exactly, Brance.” I slap the counter. “That’s what they’re going to do to her. My dad is being a dick all around. I know he wants my mom to sign the divorce papers. But bringing his mistress to this party? This could be awful.”

He’s silent, then looks at the ceiling, closing his eyes.

“Goddamn it, Tess.” He shakes his head and throws his hands up. “Fine, I’ll go! For you and Lana. It’s going to be a shitstorm.”

Squealing, I throw myself into his arms, kissing his face.

“Now what’s happening?” Reed startles us with an amused glare. He’s back from working out in the custom gym he had built downstairs. My eyes greedily sweep over his sweaty, shirtless body, his gym shorts low on his hips, his six-pack pumped after two hours of punching the bag. He walks up behind and pulls me tightly to his chest.

“Reed, you’re all sweaty,” I say, twisting around.

“You like me sweaty. I was hoping we would be alone.” He arches a dark eyebrow at Brance, starting to pull the tape off his hands, keeping me locked in his hot embrace.

“Sorry, Pumpkin.” Brance smiles. “Tess has somehow manipulated me into going to your grandfather’s birthday party tonight.”

Reed looks at me, then back at Brance. He nods approvingly. “Actually, you probably should come.” He roughly throws the tape away, not saying anything else.

Brance rubs his temples. “Fine, but both of you owe me. Please put a shirt on your chest—it’s distracting me,” he snips.

Reed laughs. “I’ll do better than that. I will remove myself from your view. I need Tess for a moment.”

Brance’s eyes get big. “Is that your subtle way of telling me you’re going to have sex with Tess? Classy, Reed,” he says dryly.

“He doesn’t mean that,” I yell because Reed is literally dragging me upstairs to our bedroom.

“No, Brance, that’s exactly what I mean.”

“We have hair and makeup appointments,” Brance hollers up at us.

“Reed, have you gone insane?”

“It’s only Brance, Kitten. I’ve been hard all morning waiting patiently.” His voice husky, he puts my hand on his erection.

“See… I need you.” He shuts our bathroom door and instantly pulls down his basketball shorts. His beautiful thick cock stands at attention.

“Reed, I have to go to the salon, get my hair done, then makeup and nails. I don’t have time for this.” It’s impossible to keep my eyes on his face because I’m sorry, his dick is spectacular.

“My cock is going to be in your pussy in exactly one minute.” He reaches down and starts pumping himself. Watching, I love when he masturbates in front of me. He knows it too. Despite my protests, my traitorous body is getting excited.

“If you like that cute little dress, I’d take it off.” Reaching down, he pulls me forward, claiming my lips. Before I can explain that I don’t have time, I moan and our tongues suck and bruise each other’s lips. And like that, all my scheduling and Brance seem to fade away.

It’s only Reed and me. My desire for him takes over like a drug because I have become a junkie. He growls in my mouth. “Tess, clothes.”

Quickly, I pull my dress over my head, tossing it onto our antique couch. Reed is waiting with the shower door open. His strong hands wrap around my arm, and he pushes me against the tile wall. His turquoise eyes search my face as the water sprays us from different angles.

“Don’t worry, Kitten. I’m going to fuck you hard and fast.” His full lips latch on to my neck.

I moan loudly; it echoes off the walls.

“Yeah, that’s it.” Two strong fingers enter me, reaching to rub my magical spot. “Fuck, Reed…” Throwing my head back, I feel myself thrust against him and my body is already pulsing.

“Come, baby.” Gasping, I feel him bite down on my neck, his fingers stroking hard and fast. My pussy quivers with bliss then gushes with pulse after pulse of exquisite pleasure. Thankfully he is holding me because his lips are all over my face praising me for coming so hard.

“Fuck, you drive me crazy.” His head drops to my breast and he sucks my nipple hard. He wasn’t kidding when he said he was going to be rough. Not being able to help it, I moan my pleasure loudly.

Reed lifts his head and gazes at me, his eyes hot with desire. “I need to be inside you, Tess,” he demands, somewhat frantic. I run my hands through his wet hair.

“I need that too,” I groan as something close to liquid fire pulses in my veins. Reed lifts me up easily. I wrap my legs around his waist as he thrusts into me hard.