Page 188 of Ride With Me

He cursed low under his breath, then whimpered again.

I brushed the spot with my fingertips, entranced by the slight flutter—and the way he pushed back as if he instantly needed more.

“I’m going to…” I had to clear my throat because the words came out as a growl. “I’m gonna rim you and finger you at the same time. Remember the first day? I wanted to ride with you, and wanted you to rideme.”

No words. Clearly, my little prince had no words. He just moaned again, and his hole softened under my touch.

“I… I’ve had dildos up there. I’ve…tried.”

I groaned. I knew he had a bag with toys—he’d mentioned that in the call—and I wondered if he’d used one of those to fuck himself while he imagined me pounding into him. I licked him again, harder this time, move forcefully, but he just turned to putty in my hands.

Before long I speared my tongue between those tight muscles, and could just imagine how he’d feel on my dick.

Holy shit, he was making me harder than I’d probably ever been, and if he kept wriggling, kept moaning, I might actually do what he did when blowing me and come in my pants untouched.

Which, absolutely, would not do.

I pulled the small pack of lube from my pocket and spread it wound my fingers as well as his rim, then I softly pressed.

“Let me in, handsome,” I coaxed. “Open for me.”

I knew, even with his toys, I had to be careful, had to stretch him slow, but I was determined to find his prostate and make him feel as good as possible.

If he’d be my boyfriend, someone I’d be long term involved with, I’d spread him out and see how many orgasms I could get out of him just by teasing his prostate until he couldn’t do anything but scream.

But no.

I had a feeling once he’d feel me inside of him, once he’d come around my cock, he’d be ready to return.

His best friend had been calling more and more lately, and?—

As if on cue, Rhodes’ phone went off and I told him to answer it. He did, reluctantly, wanting to pull away, but I simply ordered him to talk to his bestie while I kept doing what I did.

The distraction might make it easier for me.

And it did. My finger slipped in easier now, the first knuckle, then the second until I couldn’t go further without pushing my fist inside.

My little prince was breathless, lying his way through exercises he was doing according to his best friend, and I took a second finger, working it inside before licking around them, causing him to hiss.

With my free hand I reached for his cock, which was dripping onto the leather seats, and I started stroking him.

He was sweat-covered, flushed, and so fucking sexy.

I wanted him to come, and he did the second he and his best friend hung up, spilling over the seats by the time I teased his prostate just barely.

He collapsed onto the seat, and I leaned over, kissing the back of his neck before brushing my fingertips down his spine.

“You are a treasure,” I muttered, not for his ears, just for my own, but when he asked me to repeat what I’d said, I just told him that we probably ruined his seats. Funnily enough, that just got him to chuckle, throwing me a satisfied grin over his shoulder.

I was in deep shit, and he didn’t even know it.

CHAPTER 4

KADEN

“…andthat was when I decided to become a lawyer.”

My heart stopped the moment Rhodes said those words. We’d driven through the night, both too wound for one reason or the other.

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