Escaping Me by Cat Mason

around until after.  Last night was just a taste.  The bald man here has been starvin’.” He says staring at his crotch.
    “Didn’ t you get enough from those sluts last night?” I mutter in disgust.
    “Oh you mean the butter face twins?”
    Cam and I look at each other in confusion.  Hunter must notice because he laughs then hops to his feet.  Walking over he wraps his arms around our waists and smiles down at me. “A butter face?  When a bitch’s bod is so out of this world epic that you want to fuck it so hard you don’t care if you die once you come…but-her-face…is NASTY!” He laughs then shrugs. “Yeah. So I fucked them both in the handicapped bathroom at the club with the lights off.”
    “ You’re disgusting.” Cam snaps as she elbows him in the ribs.  Ignoring Hunter’s laughter, we walk over to Aiden and Gray.
    “Of course I am!  You ladies fuckin’ love me.  That’s why they all want me.”
    “No one in this roo m wants you asshole.” I snap, making Hunter clutch his chest.
    “Daisy that hurts.   I need affection.  I need my ego stroked.”
    “Is that what you’re callin’ it today?” Aiden says thumping his sticks against his thighs. 
    I watch Cam’s face as she watches Aiden’s hands move.  The way Aiden moves up and down, the sticks pounding against his inner-thigh muscles as he finds the right rhythm.  She is watching him like she could eat him alive . I have no doubt after our gossip session this morning that she totally will any minute.  Aiden’s eyes leave the paper Gray is scribbling on meeting her hungry stare.  Not hesitating he tosses his sticks to the table, grabs her hand pulling her toward the bathroom.
    “I’m done man.” He tosses over his shoulder.
    Gray laughs as Aiden shoves her in and kicks the door closed behind them.  Hunter plugs in his he adphones sprawling out across the couch. “Hate him right now.” He spouts off then murmurs something about not sharing his toys.
    Gray’ s eyes drift up my legs, taking in every inch of my body as he goes then finally meeting my face.  A wicked smile spreads across that sexy as sin face as he crooks a finger at me.  My brain doesn’t question the silent command for a second.  My heels click along the tile, as if by their own free will until I am stopped right in front of him.  His eyes level with my chest.  I watch as his tongue darts out, wetting his lips.  His teeth run along that bottom lip, worrying his piercing.  I think I might faint at the tension building between my thighs right now. 
    “You look fuckin’ incredible.  Come here.”
    I go willingly into his arms as if I belong there.  Pulling me into his lap, he drapes my legs across his thighs. “Landon tried to talk to me earlier.” I blurt, feeling his body tighten beneath me.  Why did I even mention Landon?
    “What did that bastard say to you?” He growls . I can’t stop myself from pressing my lips to his gently.  Not just to calm him but because I need it just as badly as he does.  I need to feel the connection that we have.
    “Nothing Gray.   I walked away from him to come find you.” I whisper breathlessly.  Nuzzling my neck, he inhales my scent as if he needs it to breathe.  Gray’s tongue darts out to taste the skin behind my ear, sending a shiver up my spine, my body instinctively arches into his.  I tilt my head giving him better access, my body completely in tune as he plays me like he would his guitar.
    “I don’t want that asshole anywhere near you alone Daisy.” He growls against my skin.
    I turn my face, meeting his eyes. “Gray you can’t be serious?” I ask incredulously.  The look on his face tells me I asked the wrong question.  I stroke his face with my thumbs, feeling the coarse stubble against my fingertips. “I have to talk this out with him even if I don’t take him back Grayson.  I can’t just leave it unfinished.”
    Something unfamiliar flashes in his eyes, but he quickly masks