Total pages in book: 70
Estimated words: 68058 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 340(@200wpm)___ 272(@250wpm)___ 227(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 68058 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 340(@200wpm)___ 272(@250wpm)___ 227(@300wpm)
“Rhys, has anyone done this to you before?”
“Um… I…”
“Tell me the truth.”
“No.”
“Oh, baby. I’m going to make this so good for you. I could do this all night.”
“I… Fuck…”
“Shhh. If you don’t want Rogue to hear, you’ve got to stay quiet.”
Shit. He was right. What was I thinking dragging TJ in here? There was no way in hell I could keep quiet with him doing this to me. “I can’t. This is too much.”
“I could gag you.”
I did not want that to turn me on like it did.
“Jesus, I didn’t think you’d want that.”
I shook my head. “I don’t.”
“You’re a terrible liar.”
Not usually. I never had been with my father and his “friends” or in the marines, but with TJ… How the fuck did he read me so well?
“Keep quiet. Show me you can do it.”
Fuck. I was supposed to be in charge, but how could I say no? I was using him, wasn’t I? The man was fucking my ass with his tongue. He was serving me, or at least it should feel like that, but I knew better. He was controlling me. I was completely at his mercy as I bit down on a pillow to keep myself from crying out as he pushed his tongue and a finger into me. I squirmed and pushed back until I was rubbing my ass on his face.
He chuckled against me, his warm breath driving me crazy. I was going to come if he kept it up. If I’d had any idea how good this was, I would have demanded someone do it to me before now. Rogue had tried to tell me, but I’d shut him up really damn fast. I should have listened to the advice, just not the details.
“You’re thinking too much,” TJ growled against my ass.
“I’ll think as much as I fucking want to.”
He slapped my ass, and I groaned. It hurt, but that only made me want more.
“Damn, is there anything you don’t like?”
“Arrogant mobsters who think they know me.”
“Except when they have their tongues up your ass?” He ran his tongue from my balls to the base of my spine, and a desperate whimper escaped me. “Yep, you like that just fine.”
“Please.”
“Mmm. That’s it. I want you to beg.” TJ drove his tongue into me again, and I forgot everything but how good it felt.
By the time he stopped, I was barely able to turn around to face him. My head was spinning, and my cock was so hard I was sure it would only take a few strokes to finish me off.
TJ raised his arms over his head and licked his lips as he stretched.
I needed to get myself together. I knew all about riding. I was going to be as controlled with him as I was in the ring.
“Rhys, baby, are you all right?”
I shook my head. “No. Yes. I… You fucking ruined my ability to think.”
“But I also got you all relaxed, didn’t I? Your ass is loose and slick now. And I’m here, ready to be ridden, ready to be used.”
My cock jumped at those words. That was exactly what I wanted, him beneath me. I wanted to hold him down the way he had done to me. I wanted him to beg. I wanted him to fight. I wanted him to drive his cock up into my ass as I slammed down on him.
“Tell me what you’re thinking, baby.”
I shook my head. “You shouldn’t call me that.”
“Are you telling me you don’t like it?”
“It doesn’t matter if I like it. That’s not… We’re not…”
“Right now, we’re fucking, and you’re enjoying it. Just go with it.”
I didn’t want to look at him and risk letting him know how right he was, so I leaned to the side, almost toppling over as I reached for the lube I’d stuck under my pillow earlier.
He grinned. “You like to keep it handy, huh?”
“I like to jerk off before I go to sleep. Do you have a problem with that?”
“No problem at all except I haven’t gotten to watch.”
“You watched me last night.”
“That was different. I want to sneak in here when you’ve got your hand wrapped around your cock. You won’t know I’m watching, so you’ll just keep working your hand up and down, thinking about me.”
“You want a condom this time?” It had been so hot without one last night, and I’d already lost my mind, so why be sensible now?
“Hell no.”
“Good.” I squirted lube into my hand. “Why do you assume I’d be thinking about you?”
“Because I’m the best.”
“God, I hate you.”
“Ride my cock. You don’t have to like me to like it.”
I worked my slick fingers up and down his cock, using slow, tight strokes as I got him ready for me. He sucked in his breath and lifted his hips, working himself into the circle of my fingers.