All Chapters of Satisfying Her Darkest Fantasies: Chapter 631 - Chapter 640

“Yes, madam,” the driver said sheepishly.She tried to hang up the phone, but she couldn’t reach. Trey took the receiver and set it in its cradle. When he shifted, his c**k pressed against her mound. Had he been unexcited, or even half-hard, she might have stood a chance, but he was hard as stone. She shuddered and, heaven help her, moaned. His breath caught, and his gaze shifted to her face. The sultry look he gave her set her ablaze. Trey buried both hands in her hair, tilting her head back slightly as he stared down into her eyes.“I want to kiss every inch of you,” he murmured and ground his c**k against her mound. “Then I want to lick every inch. And touch. Then suck. Then f**k.” He gave her hair a hard tug. “Every inch.”She wanted to shout, Yes, Trey, kiss me lick me touch me suck me f**k me, all of me, all of me! but it came out as an incoherent gasp.“I will find all your spots. Pleasure you until you beg me to possess you. When I finally do, I’ll plunge into you hard. Deep.”

The door swung open and she stumbled into the room, pulling some laughing guy into the apartment by his T-shirt. Barefoot, she tossed her boots on the floor near the entryway, which freed her hand to grab onto the guy with both hands. So she could pull his mouth against hers and kiss him hungrily.Ethan’s smile faded. She’d brought home another dipshit who was in no way good enough for her. Ethan straightened his spine, prepared to use all six feet two inches of his muscular frame to its full, intimidating advantage.Said dipshit wrapped both arms around Reagan’s narrow back to deepen their kiss and kicked the door closed behind him. “Where’s the bedroom?” he said against her lips. His hands moved to squeeze her luscious ass. Ethan stifled an angry growl.Reagan drew away, took the guy by the hand, and took two steps in the direction of her bedroom when she noticed Ethan standing there. At least she had the decency to flush.“Oh, Ethan,” she said. “This is… This is Trey. My, um, new…b

Trey lifted his hands to her br**sts, rubbing his thumbs over her ni**les.“You mean he’s not going to leave as soon as he blows his load?” Ethan said.“Nope. I’ll still be here in the morning,” Trey said. “Have fun at work.”He heard Ethan say something that sounded a lot like, “Lying bastard,” under his breath before he slammed the door.“I’m really sorry he’s like that,” Reagan said. “I don’t know why he’s so protective.”Trey knew, but he wasn’t about to tell Reagan that her roommate was still in love with her. Despite the reduced flow of blood to his brain at the moment, he wasn’t a total idiot.Reagan lifted her hips until Trey fell free of her body and then flopped down on the bed beside him. “What a mood killer! God, I could strangle him right now.”Trey didn’t think it would be too hard to get her back in the mood. He rolled on top of her and cradled her face between both hands. “Forget about him,” Trey murmured and kissed her lips. His hands moved in perfect unison as he car

“How do you deal with that stuff?”“Trust only the people who are living it with you and the people who knew you before you became famous.”“She knows she can trust me,” Ethan said. He took a seat again. His arm brushed Trey’s as he settled on the stool, and he stifled a groan of torment. The man was utterly delectable. Even when he wasn’t trying to be.“Don’t betray that trust. She’s going to need you.” Trey caught his eye and held his gaze. “Almost as much as she needs me.”Ethan’s first instinct was to protest. Reagan didn’t need anyone but him. He would protect her until the end. Keep everyone at minimum safe distance. No one would touch her or even look at her. He knew that wasn’t realistic, and though he only managed to hold Trey’s gaze for several seconds before he had to look into his coffee again, Trey was right. Reagan would need Trey, or someone in a similar position, to go to when things Ethan couldn’t understand weighed her down.“She’s important to me. Her happiness is i

“So where is she?” Brian asked, craning his neck to look behind Trey.Trey couldn’t resist f**king with him. “She’s right here in this suitcase. She’s an amazing contortionist.”“A contortionist?”“Yeah. Why do you think I fell for her so quickly? She can wrap both ankles around her neck and lick her own clit.”Brian’s eyes widened. “No shit?”“Shit no.” Trey shook his head and grinned. “She went with Dare to pick out a guitar.”“Is she really that talented?” Brian asked.“I think she could give you a run for your money, Master Sinclair.”“We’ll see,” he said. He lifted sleeping Malcolm to his lips and then lowered him into his carrier. “I love you, little one. Keep an eye on your mom for me. You’re the man of the house when I’m away.”Jessica hovered nearby to watch the little guy snooze. Brian drew Myrna to her feet and then led her out of the room so they could say their good-byes in private. With nothing better to do, Trey went to stand beside Jessica so he could watch his godson