บททั้งหมดของ Your Dad's Perfect: บทที่ 131 - บทที่ 140

Sammi POVHe releases my hair, his hand pushing my head down until my cheek is pressed against the floor. As soon as it is, he slams into me with a single powerful thrust.I let out a small cry. Grateful that I was wet enough that he slid in easily, but it was still painful in some senses, not that I cared. The pain twisted and bound with the pleasure as my eyes watered, and I felt like I was stretched to the max.He drew back and slammed into me again, and I clawed at the floor. "Fuck, you're tight." He groaned, and slammed into me again. "That's it, Angel. You take it, you can take it."Grayson's hand moved from my neck, grasping my other hip in a more punishing grip. His thumb stroked over my ass, and I struggled to compose myself.My breath came out in soft pants. I was impossibly full; gradually, the pain from it subsided and left only a delicious pleasure and pressure in its place. My teeth managed to unclench enough for a moan to slip out.I push back on him, desperate for me.

Grayson’s POVI wake up with a smile already tugging at my lips, the warmth of Sammi’s body wrapped around mine. There’s no rush to get out of bed today, and that thought alone makes me smile even wider. Her brothers think she’s staying over at Willow’s place, and apparently, they’re encouraging her to spend even more time there. Lucky for me, I get to be the one benefitting from their misconception.My fingers trace lightly down the curve of her neck, and she instinctively nuzzles closer into me, her body pressing against mine. Another bonus of today? I know her brothers are out and busy from six in the morning, so we have the place to ourselves. No interruptions. No worries. Just us as they finished her room yesterday as well, not that she knows.As if on cue, she stirs, her eyes fluttering open to meet mine, immediately locking on. There’s a flicker of hesitation in her gaze before she speaks. “Before you lecture me, I didn’t lie,” she whispers softly. “I tried, but nothing felt go

Grayson’s POVShe doesn’t argue, doesn’t hesitate or second-guess herself. If anything, her gaze is steady, urging me on without a single word. That look of trust, of expectation, fuels me. Without a second thought, I flip us effortlessly, positioning myself between her thighs. The sight of her laid out before me, vulnerable yet so damn powerful, sends a surge of desire through me.I kiss along the soft skin of her inner thigh, inching closer to her core, savoring every inch of her. My tongue slides along her pussy, and she moans, her body arching toward me. For a moment, I lose track of my original plan. The urge to taste her, to drown in her, takes over, and I grab her hips, holding her firmly against my mouth. My tongue plunges into her, and she trembles, her moans louder as I work faster, greedily devouring every sound, every shiver.Her fingers tangle in my hair, a firm grip that sends shivers of its own down my spine. I bite down lightly on her clit, eliciting a gasp from her, b

Sammi’s POVI linger in the same spot for what feels like an eternity, my thoughts swirling around me. Eventually, with a deep breath, I force myself to move. My feet carry me back to Grayson’s room, my mind still heavy with the events of the day. I search for my phone, finally spotting my bag on the side table. Grabbing it, I notice several unread messages from Zade.Your room is done!The message makes me pause. I hadn’t even realized they’d finished it. Stepping into the hallway, I see the door that once led to the bathroom next to my room is completely gone. How had I not noticed they closed it off?Curiosity piqued, I walk into my newly refurbished bedroom. Everything is uncovered, like a present waiting to be unwrapped. I sift through my closet for a dress and some shoes, then head to the shower, washing away the day. My mind drifts back to Grayson, and a small smile tugs at my lips. I’m eager to see him later, but there’s a growing knot of uncertainty in my stomach. My brothers

Grayson’s POVThe longer we keep this secret, the worse it gets. It’s like carrying a weight that grows heavier with every passing second. Every part of me screams to run to Sammi, to hold her tight, to tell her that it will be okay. But I can’t. Instead, I’m left standing here, helpless, as I watch her break down and run away, tears streaming down her face. I feel a sickening twist in my gut. My eyes flick to Willow, and she can’t even look at me, her head hanging low like she’s carrying her own burden of guilt.“Grayson, drop Willow home. We’ve got shit to deal with,” Zade says, striding out, the others following him. I know what he means. They’re going to try to figure out who Sammi’s been dating, like this is some sort of game. But it’s not. It’s spiraling into something none of us can control.“I’m sorry,” Willow whispers, her voice so fragile I barely hear her. “Sammi’s going to hate me now.” Her words tremble, soaked in regret.“She won’t care that they found out the lie, Willo