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Page 36 of Ride With Me

“Is this what you’re asking for?”

Wild banged his head against the door. “Fuck. You. Fuck me, Rey. Hurry Up!”

“Not until you ask nicely.”

I slowed my fingers, keeping them nearly still inside him, just curling them slightly, enough to drive Wild crazy.

“Screw you.”

My free hand snaked in between Wild’s spread legs, and I squeezed his balls hard. Hard enough that my boy literally howled like he was a fucking wolf. Shit, it was a miracle no one had complained yet.

“What is it, Wild? I thought you liked a little pain with your pleasure?”

“Not CBT, you fucking asshole! Stop playing and fuck me!”

I squeezed his balls again. “I could do this all day.” I somehow managed to keep my voice casual, even if this whole thing felt anything but casual. If Wild didn’t relent soon, then I was going to give in. I needed him as much as he did me. This was a battle of wills, and I honestly wasn’t sure if I’d win.

“Rey!” Wild started to truly fight my hold, but I didn’t budge. I flexed my fingers. “Maybe I should add a fourth finger.”

Wild cried out in frustration. “Damn you, Reyes. Why do you do this to me?” I swore I could hear the tears in his tone.

“Do what, princess? I’m trying to make you feel good.” I pumped in and out excruciatingly slowly. My other hand drifted from his balls to his cock, and I did that at the same pace, my grip featherlight.

“I’m gonna kill you, Rey. I swear to fuck.”

“You sound uncomfortable, Wild? Ask me politely what you want, and I promise I’ll give it to you.”

“Fucking psycho sadist.”

I ran my thumb lightly down his shaft.

“Ahhh! Okay! Fine. Rey, please. Please fuck me.”

I licked the edge of his ear again. “With pleasure.”

CHAPTER 7

WILD

Rey openedthe bathroom door without warning, and I swear to fuck, if his fingers weren’t up my ass, I’d probably have fallen on my face.

I didn’t so much as curse though before Rey had my hair in that brutal hold of his and was doing some messed-up version of a perp walk out of the bathroom.

Rey didn’t let go until my knees hit the bed. Then his fingers slid out with an obscene squelch. I turned to look at him but didn’t get far before he shoved me face-first onto the bed. I scrambled towards the middle and had just gotten my knees up under me when Rey was on top of me again. He had my cheeks spread and his face in between them while I was still catching my breath.

The man was giving me whiplash. But I guess that didn’t matter much with his beard rubbing against my recently spanked skin and his tongue piercing my hole.

It felt amazing. My eyes rolled to the back of my head as I fisted the comforter, attempting to get some kind of purchase. As experienced as I was, this wasn’t something I’d received a whole lot. I was questioning why now.

How Rey was so fucking good at this. You know what? I didn’t want to know. Besides I was pretty much past the point of worrying about anything but his dick inside me.

“Fuck, princess.”

“Rey, please! Your promised! I’m being good. Please!” Because as amazing as this was, I felt so empty. I wanted more. No, I needed more.

Rey stopped. “You’re right. You are being a good boy for me, and I did promise.”

He leaned over me and kissed my shoulder in a moment of softness that stole my breath. Then he grabbed the unopened package of condoms off the nightstand.




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