Establishing Ownership

Liam O’Grady felt the soft, young flesh of the woman who was leaning into him, unable to stand on her own feet. He grunted and raised his flushed face.

Sweet Jaysus, but he had never felt this way with any woman before this; it must be her innocence, her youth, he told himself, that was why he was supporting her with an arm now, his mouth locked on hers as with one hand, he fumbled and stepped out of his pants.

His brother was holding up the petite, curvy figure of the little woman sandwiched between them and with a growl, he raised her in his arms and deposited her on the carpeted floor.

He did not think he could bear the strain of taking her to the bedroom; the richly carpeted library floor would have to do.

Liam O’Grady had had orgies in his house before this, but never one with such abandonment, where he felt unable to control his lust.

This was a first, alright.

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The need in him was too much; he could not help himself.

She looked up at him, her eyes brown molten pools of helpl