Page 114 of Ricochet
He needs this as a temporary fix.
I need this to end all doubt that he sees me as weak.
That crease between his brows deepens as he goes through yet another conflict in his mind.
“Tell me your safe word.”
Tension I didn’t realize was constricting everything in my chest uncoils. The one word comes out on a breath. “Ricochet.”
Placing his palm flat against my stomach, he pushes me back, following each one of my steps with one of his own. My cock is already responding to the way his eyes darken with something more than fury.
“I’ll never break you, Callum.” His voice is that deep, husky growl that I love. “But I will fucking ruin you.”
The moment my back hits the wall, his hand comes up and wraps around my throat. His grip tightens a little more than it usually does. It’s not quite enough to cut off my air, but it’s enough to make me lightheaded and have my cock stiffening.
“You’re going to feel only me until the end of time,” he says, his warm breath kissing my lips. “There will be no purging me from your veins. No carving my touch from your skin. No ridding the memories of me from your mind. If I can’t do any of that when it comes to you, then I won’t let you either. You’re fucking everywhere, and I’m not capable of letting you go. You belong to me, and I belong to you.”
Even if I was in any state to respond to that, he doesn’t give me the chance. He slams his mouth to mine, biting hard at my bottom lip and making me gasp so he can shove his tongue inside my mouth. His kiss is vicious, merciless. He grinds against me until my dick is straining painfully against my zipper.
Releasing my throat, he fists my hair instead, tugging my head to the left so his mouth can latch onto the side of my neck. While his other hand goes to the button of my jeans, he bites down and sucks at my skin, sending shocks of pleasure and pain rushing through me.
I know he’s leaving his mark there.
These marks are different. Different because Iwantthem.
The fact that this time it’s entirely intentional has me feeling as though I’m hanging from a live wire.
He has my pants undone, but he hasn’t made a move to lower them.
“Stone,” I whimper. “Please. Touch me.”
Letting go of me, he pushes my jeans and underwear down around my thighs. His mouth travels to another spot on my throat. He sucks another mark into my skin while he undoes hisown jeans with one hand and wraps his other around my aching cock.
“Oh, fuck,” I moan as I thrust into his fist.
Then his hands are around us both, his dick pressed against mine. His thumb swipes over my slit, using our precum to slick our cocks as he strokes us together. I rock my hips, loving the feel of him against me, all around me. Leaving his marks on me.
When all of it’s gone, my eyes fly open as he grips my hips and spins me around. Grabbing both my wrists, he raises them and places my palms flat against the wall on either side of my head. The gash in my left arm has dripped blood all the way to my fingers. Red is smeared around my wrist from where he grabbed me.
With his lips at my ear, he growls low, “Stay right here and don’t fucking move.”
As he walks away, I can’t help but imagine my blood on his hand. I squirm, rubbing my cock against the wall.
He returns, pressing the length of his body against my back to pin me. “I thought I said don’t move.”
“Fuck. Sorry.”
He moves back enough to lay a hard, stinging smack on my bare ass, causing me to let out a choked gasp and rut against the wall again. His hand stays there, roughly kneading one cheek while he grinds his cock against the other.
“Gonna fuck you so hard you’ll feel me all fucking week long.”
“Yes,” I groan. “Fuck. Please do that.”
I hear the pop of a cap and then feel the cool trickle of lube over my crack. The next thing I know, Stone is splitting me open, thrusting two fingers deep inside my ass. I cry out at the sudden burn. As he drives them in and out, it quickly turns into an intoxicating, mounting pleasure. I sink into it as my fingers curl, clawing the wall.
“I’m fucking yours, Callum,” he says as he fucks me with his fingers, adding a third. Raising his other hand, he thrusts two more fingers inside my mouth, filling me so completely, so perfectly. A deep noise rumbles against my back as I start to suck. “I might be a killer, but you have this killer wrapped around your fingers. You have so much power over me you have no fucking idea.”
Removing his fingers from my ass, he replaces them with the head of his cock nudging against my hole. I continue sucking on the fingers in my mouth, using them as something else to cling to as he pushes his way inside.