On the Edge (The Grange Complex Book 1)

Sasha

“Here is the key to your room, Mr Tyndall. I hope you enjoy your stay,” the receptionist said, winking at Dexter. What the hell was wrong with her? Did she not see that he was with me? Dexter still had his hand in my knickers, so I couldn’t make a sound. When he finally pulled his hand away, the muscles in my stomach tightened and I groaned silently. I felt like I needed a slap. My knickers clung to my soaking-wet pussy.

“Thank you, Laticia,” he replied with his serious tone. Good that he didn’t encourage the flirting, because I was ready to punch her. I rolled my eyes when he grabbed my hand and proceeded to drag me towards the lift. My head swam with delight, but I was also questioning myself, cautious about his fingering me in public. I let him manipulate me like this. Deep down I was excited, trembling with anticipation. Dexter was like a wild adventure: scary, thrilling, but deeply satisfying. An adventure that could come to an end at some point, but right now he was here and I wanted more.

He was tapping his foot impatiently and when the lift arrived, he pushed me inside.

“Why are you so—”

“Shut up and tell me what you want me do to you,” he growled, cutting me off. He pushed me against the mirror, so I was locked in his strong grip. His chest was crushing my breasts and the temperature of my body skyrocketed to about a hundred degrees Celsius. My knickers were drenched and I wasn’t thinking straight. 

“Sex would be good, you know,” I said, trying to be funny. He narrowed his eyes at me and kicked my legs apart with his foot. When I felt his hard length between my legs I hissed with pleasure.

“That sassy little mouth of yours will get you in so much trouble. I want details, Barbie. Tell me what you want.” He began kissing his way down to my cleavage. His cock was pressing itself over my pussy, which was throbbing painfully. What was it with this guy that I liked his games so much?

“Strip me and then fuck me hard,” I growled and he went down and started unbuttoning my trousers. The lift stopped and he quickly covered me with his body, smirking. We were lucky enough that the floor was empty. I couldn’t wait for us to get inside the room. I thought that he was fiddling with the key just to piss me off more. Finally, we barged inside kissing passionately, moaning and panting loudly. When I managed to pull away and look around, my jaw dropped. This wasn’t a room, it was a presidential suite with sofas and a bar. The bedroom was triple the size of my own bedroom in the apartment.

“Wow, this is amazing,” I gasped, but he didn’t give me much time to admire the place. He picked me up and threw me on the bed like I didn’t weigh anything at all.

“Did I tell you that you fucking talk too much?” he asked and started stripping off. His jacket, shirt and trousers went flying around the room. My heart began to pound when I took in all of him, standing and watching me with fire in his eyes. This wasn’t how I imagined this afternoon would go, but I wasn’t complaining.

“No, but did I tell you that you should be nicer to me?” I asked. I got on my knees and started crawling towards him. He laughed, shaking his head and dropping his boxers to the floor. My breathing sped up, and I kept my eyes glued to his erect cock. I was so turned on that I couldn’t think rationally.

“I hate to break this to you, but you only get the asshole Dexter from now on. I’m done being nice. You like me rough, don’t you, Barbie?” he asked as I licked my lips. 

His cock was just level with my face, so I started caressing his rock-hard shaft softly. He pushed his head back and when my mouth covered the tip, he growled with approval. Everything started speeding up. My heart pumped faster as I wrapped my lips around him and began sucking him off. Dexter wrapped his fingers in my hair as I continued to move my mouth over his length.

I liked it that I was controlling this. I could stop it at any time and he would go mental. The thought of it turned me on even more, my lips sucking faster, pulling and massaging as I added my hand.

Boiling heat shot through me, igniting the fire deep in my core. I wanted to make him come, or maybe torture him a little for what he had done to me in the reception area. 

“Fuck, that’s enough, Barbie. I’m going to sink my cock into your wet pussy. I bet you can’t fucking wait,” he rasped. 

I was on all fours before I took another breath. He was crawling behind me, pulling my leather trousers down and ripping my knickers off. I gasped and tried to look behind me, but he only laughed.

going to last long. All of it was happening so fast and I thought I was going to explode, but then he pulled his

behind and began to fuck me fast. Within a moment I was out of breath, panting

and I want to hear you come hard for me,” he growled, picking up

it. My orgasm shattered through me and I did scream then because

loud and held nothing back as his cock kept thrusting into me faster than ever.

Dexter

match made in heaven.

bringing me to the edge of insanity every time. I fucking liked holding her close to me, knowing that she was

I got scared, petrified that I was going to end up like my father, fucked up and dead. That wasn’t on, so I pushed her away and jumped off the bed. I’d been planning to

I couldn’t help but run my eyes over her magnificent breasts and wide inviting hips. Sasha was a real woman. Fuck,

doing?” she asked, yawning. I’d worn her out good. She looked delicious and

her. I was getting too comfortable. It

me, tracing the lines on my back,

sorbet, pretty please,” she sang, fluttering her eyelashes at me. Like

grabbed my bank card and picked up the phone. Something had changed. My thoughts weren’t rushing like they had when we left the hospital. My head was normally busy with ideas about different business investments, but the

they have on the menu,” I muttered and then ordered a few different items. After

appreciate that you listened,” she said. We were both naked and the food was going to be a while. Might as

didn’t think I had ever done this before: paying for a room just because I couldn’t wait to get home. That was a

me, not you, Barbie,” I said and started kissing her neck. She had smooth skin and I wondered if she would continue to fuck me even after

this coming from, Dex? You’re not

your family. What are they

deep breath. She wanted to talk now, when all I could think of was her tight, moist pussy. “What difference does it make if I tell

me. It’s a conversation, Dexter. This is the way people communicate with each other,” she

that’s something that I definitely know how to

her eyes. “You’ll have to try harder then, because now we’re here

which is a much better way of

won’t. Besides, what are you afraid of? That I’ll fall in love with you or

to say, that it’s

angry again; it took her about thirty seconds

wanted to, but to answer your question, no, I’m not scared. After my father hung himself, I haven’t confided in

got any brothers