Page 67 of Ride With Me

God,yes.

Blue came with a gasp, his cock pulsing across Bishop’s flushed chest. He watched his come dribble and pool in the dip of Bishop’s sternum, and there was something beautiful about the contrast of the pearly liquid against Bishop’s reddened flesh.

Bishop squeezed Blue’s dick a few more times to work him through each quiver before finally letting go, grinning. “Look at that. You done made a big ol’ mess outta me.”

“Uh-huh.” Blue grinned. “Damn.”

“Plenty more where that came from,” Bishop promised with a seductive wiggle of his hips. “Trust that I’m happy to play however ya want. Top bunk, bottom bunk, whatever gets ya there.”

Blue let out a startled laugh. “Is that your way of saying you don’t care who tops?”

“Yeah! I’m one of ’em ’versibles.”

“Do you mean versatile?”

“Yeah, that’s the one.” Bishop eyed Blue from head to toe. “What ’bout you, huh? You like callin’ the shots, that’s for sure. How’s ’bout toppin’ from the bottom? I think that’s a thing people say. Is that more your speed?”

“Wow,” Blue drawled sarcastically.

“What?”

“You can sniff out blood and people’s preferences in bed. What a gift. What a talent.”

“Ha!” Bishop winked slyly. “You’re just mad ’cause I’m right, ain’t I?”

“Shut up.”

“Hoo boy, that’s a big yes.” Bishop beamed. “C’mon now. How’s ’bout you turn around and give me that ass, huh?” Hegrabbed the sheets to wipe himself off. “You can work the wand on my dick if ya want to while I eat your hole out real good. Just crank it down a few notches so you don’t fry my nuts.”

“Jesus.” Blue snorted out a laugh, his legs trembling a little as he turned around so he was sitting on Bishop’s chest. He leaned forward to better present himself as he picked up the wand, using his thumb to flick the dial. “Go on. Eat my hole and I’ll give you what you need.”

“Sir, yes, sir, good buddy.” Bishop grabbed Blue’s hips.

“God, just sayyes, sir.”

“Yessiree.”

“Whatever.” Blue palmed Bishop’s balls and squeezed them, slowly guiding the wand over each one.

Bishop groaned, smothering the needy sound in Blue’s ass. He kneaded at his cheeks and spread them to make room for his face, ravenously sucking and licking at Blue’s hole.

“F-fuck!” Blue gasped, surprised by Bishop’s eagerness. He wasn’t sure if the sudden enthusiasm was because Bishop really loved eating ass, the violet wand on his balls, or both. Still, he liked what Bishop was doing and he didn’t want him to stop.

With a soft sigh, Blue ran his tongue up the side of Bishop’s cock. He followed it with a gentle pass of the violet wand, shuddering as Bishop writhed beneath him. He moved the wand back down toward Bishop’s balls and gasped when Bishop pushed the tip of his finger inside of his hole.

It was slick with lube, the stretch gentle, and Blue closed his eyes, savoring the slick friction as Bishop opened him up. He loved being serviced so thoroughly, and all he had to do to reciprocate was zap Bishop’s cock.

This was fun.

He arched back to sit more firmly on Bishop’s face and give himself plenty of room to keep playing with Bishop’s cock. He stroked the wand up and down the shaft, focusingit around the wet slit. The glass slipped around in Bishop’s precome effortlessly, and Blue was instantly fascinated how he could wipe it away only for more to bubble out. He loved how Bishop howled, and he couldfeelthe sounds of Bishop’s moans vibrating through his mouth pressed so flush against his hole.

Blue grunted as Bishop slid in a second finger and twisted. A surge of desire lurched through his loins and he suddenly didn’t want to wait another second. He wanted more. He knew he could be impulsive—he did kill people, after all—but he had never wanted anyone as much as he did Bishop.

It was insane.

He still wasn’t sure if he believed that Bishop was a monster like he was, but Blue did enjoy hurting him.

He liked that a lot.

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