Chapter 46 Check-fuckin-mate

• That night while Amberleigh was reading a book she’d lifted from the den, and trying unsuccessfully not to think about Leo, Grayson slipped in her room without so much as a knock. Like he owned the place or something. It was just on the cusp of eleven, and just like before, the billionaire was newly showered and already standing at attention against his cotton robe.
• “You’re home early tonight,” Amber said as she scooted to the edge of the bed.
• She took her book along with her and immediately placed it back in front of her face. That way Grayson couldn’t see her shit-eating grin. She could hear him preparing himself as she pretended to read her book. He dropped the lube on the bed beside her, not even able to bring himself to touch her pussy with anything other than his cock.