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Grim stroked her cheek, and she looked into his eyes. The space between them seemed to get so thick.

She didn’t know who moved first. Perhaps it was her as she ran her hands underneath his leather cut and pushed it past his shoulders, allowing it to fall to the floor. At the same time, the shirt she wore was pulled up. Perhaps they moved at the same time.

She grabbed his shirt and tugged it over his head. This time, Grim released the belt of her jeans, along with the button, and then the zipper. Betty pulled away and wriggled her way out of her jeans, kicking them to the side. When she went to him, she didn’t step into his arms, but instead fell to her knees in front of him.

“Betty?” he asked.

She tacked his jeans, releasing the belt, and then undoing the button that kept them up, followed by the zipper. She still wore her bra and panties, but she pulled his jeans down and he stepped out. He gripped the back of her neck, and she reached for his black boxer briefs and started to pull them down his body.

“Betty!”

His cock sprang forward, and Betty reached out, wrapping her fingers around his length.

She didn’t know where she got the confidence to do this. Perhaps it was the look in his eyes, as she wrapped her fingers around his length, or knowing that he loved her.

“Don’t you want me to?” she asked, and then she did something she had never done before. She flicked her tongue across the tip of his cock.

Grim grunted. She watched his hands clench at the side of his body, as she took the whole tip into her mouth and sucked.

“Less teeth,” he said.

She did as he instructed, and he kept his hands clenched as she started to work her mouth all over his dick. He guided her, and finally when he couldn’t take any more, he wrapped her hair around his fist and started to pump her head toward his cock, until he hit the back of her throat, then he pulled back. She gasped at the pressure, and then Grim pulled her off. Within seconds he had her bra and panties pulled off her body.

This time, his mouth was between her thighs, and he started to work his tongue across her clit. The pleasure was instant. She cried out his name, and he focused on her nub. She was so aroused, all it took were a few strokes and she came apart. His name echoing around the room as she rode out her orgasm.

Betty collapsed to the bed, but Grim surprised her further by lying down.

“I want you on my dick,” he said.

She chuckled and then moved into position, with Grim’s help. She straddled his waist and poised her pussy at the tip of his cock. Once he was at her entrance, she felt him slide in, inch by glorious inch. When there was at least half of him inside her, he grabbed her hips and pulled her down. She cried out at how full she felt. It was incredible.

The pleasure took her to another level. They were so connected. It felt so good. She didn’t want him to stop.

For several seconds, they just sat there, and she felt him pulse within her. Then, she reached down, put her hands on his chest, and started to work her cunt over his dick, taking all of him.

“That’s right, baby, take it all,” he said.

He grabbed her hips, guiding her over his dick, and she followed his direction, thrusting down, at the same time he thrust up. They built, picking up, faster and faster, and Betty gasped his name.

He gripped the back of her neck, and then flipped their positions, not once leaving her pussy, so that he was the one on top, controlling everything, and she was at his mercy.

He pounded inside her, fucking her harder and faster. He lifted her leg higher, and then she watched as he came apart, and his cock pulsed inside her, filling her to the core with his release.

Chapter Fourteen

Five Days Later

Bettina Jackson was spotted in a hotel outside of Rivermont Ridge. Grim got the call an hour ago, but he’d been with Betty, and he didn’t want to frighten her. As her work was now at the clubhouse, they’d been spending a lot more time there.

They had also been going to Aunt Martha’s home to spend time with her. Betty loved her aunt, and Grim happened to like the older woman as well.

Martha hadn’t heard from Bettina, and she didn’t know where she was.

Arriving at the hotel, Grim turned off the ignition and looked toward Maeve and Nancy.

“You’re sure about this?” he asked.

“If she burnt Betty’s studio kitchen, I’m more than happy to dish out a punishment, the evil cow,” Maeve said.