Page 8 of Watching Him

The tiny shivers made me aware of Wild’s true reaction to the game before he slipped into character like we’d never had that break. “Away from you, pervert. I need a fucking shower.”

He wasn’t wrong. We could both use one. As much as I wanted to shove Wild to the mattress and breed his tight, little hole, we probably should get clean first. “Good idea princess, we’ll take one together.” I nuzzled his neck and nipped at the tender skin.

“Fuuuck.” He might have been trying to pretend he didn’t want it, but the way Wild tipped his head to give me better access said otherwise.

There wasn’t an inch of space between us as I guided him toward the bathroom. I had stopped by earlier today and already stocked it up with everything I thought we might need: lube, condoms, a dildo, you know, the necessities.

I didn’t grab any of it as I kicked the door shut. “Strip.” I ordered roughly in his ear.

“Fuck you, Rey. You’re not the boss of me.”

Every time Wild said that, or something similar, it settled like an itch right under my skin. All I wanted to do was show him that I was, in fact, the boss of him, and he’d do everything I said or face the consequences. I shoved him roughly, pushing his face against the vanity.

“Actually, princess, I am.”

Before Wild could make an attempt to push me away, I had his pants pushed down to halfway past his thighs.

“It’s finally time for you to learn what happens to bad boys who don’t obey.” My hand crashed down on one of his round ass cheeks, and he fucking squealed.

“Rey! Are you fucking insane?”

I hesitated for a second. Had I gone too far? I didn’t think so. I’d seen more than one of his hookups spank him but that didn’t mean he wanted it from me.

Wild didn’t let me get too in my head though. He raised to his tiptoes and arched his back out, exposing even more of his ass to me. If that wasn’t invitation enough, he wiggled that tight ass right in my face. I whistled in appreciation and laid down another spank on the other cheek.

Once I was sure Wild was okay, I completely lost myself in it. It was hypnotic, watching his cheeks pink and eventually become a pretty red color. If that wasn’t enough, his sounds were fucking pornographic. I was sure the entire hotel could hear him, and I couldn’t bring myself to care. In fact, I wanted them to hear it.Iwas causing this. I was the one who got Wild to act like this.

By the time I was done, Wild was humping the sink, trying desperately to get friction. His arms were pretty much trapped under his body, and I kept him there so he couldn’t move. I was sure he desperately wished they were free to jerk himself, but I wouldn’t let him have the satisfaction, no matter how much he wiggled.

I stopped spanking him.

“Fuck, look at you. You take color so nicely.” I squeezed his cheek, enjoying the little hiss he let out in discomfort.

I snaked my hand between his legs and squeezed his erection. “Damn, Wild, you really are a little slut, huh? Could you come just from that, I wonder?”

“Rey!”

I grinned and grabbed his hair again. I forced his head up so he could see us in the mirror. I ground against his sore ass. “What is it, princess? Tell Daddy what you need?”

“Rey!” he snapped, frustrated. “Please!”

I squeezed his balls.

“Oh, look how full they are. That must be so uncomfortable.”

“Rey, I swear to God…”

“Don’t worry. I’ll help you.”

He smiled in relief, but honestly, he should’ve known better. I stepped back just long enough to flick the cold water on and then I pushed him into the standing shower.

“Ahh! You asshole!”

Wild tried to shove past me so he could get out of the onslaught of freezing water, but I blocked him. He slapped at my chest. “Rey, fucking move, you jerk!” For some reason it didn’t seem to occur to him to shut the water off or turn it to warm. Wild just stood under the freezing water, looking a bit like a drowned rat, cursing and shoving at me. It was adorable.

“I was only trying to help,” I replied innocently, gesturing to his softening cock. Wild wasn’t amused.

Finally, I took pity and heated the water before I stepped in with him. The poor boy was shivering. “Come here, let’s get you warmed up.”

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