Page 56 of Ride With Me

I’m full, I’m speechless, I’m thoughtless, as he takes, takes, and takes whatever he needs. As he gives only what he wants to give.

My body does its best to twitch, but the restraints and Hugh’s body weight over me make it impossible for me to do more than tremble.

He builds the pace up slowly and never unglues his mouth from mine. Eventually, I’m moaning so loud against his mouth, that I think he gets the message. I’m out of patience. I just need to come.

“I’ve got you, sweetheart,” he whispers as he straightens up. He takes my erection in his hand and strokes me expertly, with the right amount of pressure and fast enough to match his thrusts.

Thrusts that I can tell are getting more erratic and hard.Is he as desperate as I am? Will he come in me?

The thought drives me a little insane. Insane enough to voice it.

“Please come in me, baby. Come for me,” I moan out the words, wanton and desperate.

“Fuck, Ollie,” he spits out as if he was angry, but I know he’s not. He looks as blissed out as I feel. “Al-most there,” he says, punctuating each syllable with a hard thrust.

He pulls on my dick at the same time as he fills me completely, and that’s it for me. I spill on his hand while my back bows off the bed again, and I cry out his name.

“Ollie,” he moans a moment later, and I instantly hate the condom he put on. I want tofeelhim come inside me, dammit.

Maybe next time,I muse as I come down from the high, the exertion.

Hugh wastes no time releasing my limbs, and I smile at how concerned he is, looking over my wrists and frowning at the slightly red marks.

“I’m fine,” I whisper and place my now-free hand on his cheek. “Come here.” Now that I can control a few things, I takeadvantage and bring him down for a kiss. I lock my arms around his back and don’t let go for a long time.

I’m stillblissed out half an hour later when I step out of the shower only for Hugh to wrap me in a soft towel and dry me off. I laugh when he places another towel on top of my head and starts toweling me off.

I hear the ringing of a phone, and know it’s not mine since my phone never rings, it only ever vibrates.

Hugh pulls the towel back and I see him frown at the door of the bathroom.

“Go get it,” I tell him. I know he has a demanding job, something Derek told me only a little about before dinner. But one of the things Derek made very clear is how dedicated Hugh is to his athlete clients.

“Yeah, okay,” he mumbles and tucks the towel in at his waist. I enjoy watching him walk away more than I should, but damn the man isfine.

He’s frowning when I catch up to him in the bedroom.

“What is it?” I ask, worried something with Hawk and Derek is wrong.

“I need to go to Dallas,” he mutters angrily.

“Oh.” What else is there to say?

He spends a minute more looking at his phone and typing out messages. Then he places the phone back on the nightstand and looks at me.

“But not until tomorrow morning.”

I smile at him, glad he’s not blowing me off. Relieved I’ll get a few more hours with him.

He walks up to me and takes my hand.

“Ollie, I want to stay here with you.” He sounds petulant enough that I can’t help but smile. This man is... Actually I don’t know how old he is, but he has to be in his late thirties at the very least, and he looks like an annoyed toddler because I’m not going to be next to him.

“It’s okay,” I assure him and cup his fuzzy cheek—something I really like doing.

“I’m not sure when I’m going to be back, but?—”

“But I’ll be here,” I interrupt. “When you come back, I’ll be right here.”

THE END

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