Total pages in book: 86
Estimated words: 81018 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 405(@200wpm)___ 324(@250wpm)___ 270(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 81018 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 405(@200wpm)___ 324(@250wpm)___ 270(@300wpm)
I turned back as the bartender deposited our drinks, this time without hitting on my man.
Ryder leaned in and spoke into my ear. “You’re hard, baby,” he whispered. His warm, mint-tinted breath wafted across my ear, making goose bumps break out from my neck down. The fleck in his eye that captivated me from day one darkened to a hunter green as it often did when he was extremely turned on.
I reached around him, grabbed my glass, and tossed the tequila back in two large swallows. My nostrils flared as I battled the burn of potent alcohol. “Bathroom. Now,” I said as I set the glass back down.
He shivered against me. “Fuck,” he whispered before nodding. Then he turned, snatched his drink off the bar, and knocked it back with the same two swallows as I did.
I stared at his throat as it jumped with the force of his swallow, the same as it did when he drank my cum.
Ryder trailed behind me as I made my way to the hallway of single-stall bathrooms. Parker had installed six on each side of the hall, and despite what must happen here on any given night, they were nicer facilities than any club or bar I’d ever been inside. The party kicked off only twenty minutes ago, so the hallway was free of a line of men waiting to fuck or piss.
I slipped into one empty stall, and Ryder followed, hot on my heels. When he turned to lock the door, I pressed him against it with the length of my body along his back. His firm ass nestled against my cock, which I had no choice but to grind against him. It felt so good and would feel a million times better if we dropped our pants, but as much as I wanted to fuck him, that wasn’t why I’d ordered him here.
“You’re so fucking sexy,” I said as I reached around to unbutton and unzip his pants. I reached into his briefs to find his cock hard and damp at the tip.
“Shit,” he said when I wrapped my fist around him, giving a firm squeeze. “You gonna fuck me? Please tell me you’re gonna fuck me, Alex.” His voice was high and thready, nearly a whine.
I loved it when he got this needy.
“I am,” I whispered in his ear. “I’m going to fuck you until you can’t walk.”
“Yesss.”
“But not now.”
“No!” he wailed, trying to push off the wall, but I was bigger, so I held him flat as I worked his cock.
“Shhh. I promise I’m going to give you what you need.”
“Yeah, but you’re gonna torture me first, aren’t you?”
I chuckled as I ran my lips up the side of his neck. “Mmm. I prefer to think of it as incentivizing.” I kept a lazy pace as I glided my hand up and down his cock. Not nearly enough to bring him to the edge, but a little something to keep him interested.
“Incentivize me to what?” he practically growled. “Wring your neck?”
“Mmm, maybe we can try that next time.” I released his cock to rifle around in our goodie bag. “This will be an incentive to be very nice to me.”
He scoffed. “I’m always nice to you, asshole.”
I laughed. God, I loved this man. Our level of attraction was matched only by how well our personalities played off each other. The box with our new toy stated that the device came fully charged, which I greatly appreciated. What a shame it would be to go through all this only to find a dead vibrator in the box.
Talk about a buzzkill.
“What are you doing?” Ryder asked as I unpackaged the toy. “What’s that noise?” He had his head resting against the door, so he couldn’t see what I was up to.
All part of the plan.
“Don’t worry about that.” Once I had unpackaged the toy, I slipped the remote control into one pocket and the toy into another, along with the sample packet of lube the manufacturer kindly provided.
Once situated, I grabbed the sides of his jeans and shoved them down over his delectable behind. “Stick your ass out,” I ordered, giving him a light slap.
“Shit.” He shuddered, but complied at once, arching his back so his ass jutted toward me. “I’m not going to survive this.”
I tore the lube packet open with my teeth, then covered two fingers in the cool gel. My dick had been inside him just that morning, so he wouldn’t require too much prep, but I wouldn’t give him the plug without a few fingers first, mostly to make it more comfortable for him, but also because I loved to play with his hole. Fingering him, getting him open and ready for my cock was one of my favorite things, and though he wouldn’t be getting it just yet, I wouldn’t pass up the opportunity to enjoy myself.