Page 38 of Wanna Play A Game?
He growls at me. I reach my free hand up to grab his hair and yank. “Who?”
“Ryder,” he says.
I chuckle and smack his ass hard.
Cali gasps again. Miles flinches under me.
“What’s that? Can’t take the punishment?” I lean over him until I’m in his ear. “Do bad boys deserve lube?”
Miles struggles. “Go to hell.”
I hold him still. “Glutton for punishment, my boy.”
I spit on my hand and rub it up and down my dick. Miles doesn’t get on his knees, so I line it up with his puckered hole while he’s pinned under me. He stills.
“Oh, now you’ll behave?” I yank his head. “I want you to look at her while I fill your ass. I want you to watch her while you get absolutely railed.”
I glance at Cali. Her cheeks are flushed, and her breathing is heavy. I whisper in Miles’ ear, “I think she likes watching you be humiliated, boy.”
Miles swallows, the sound loud from how far I’ve cranked his neck back.
I push into him. I’m not gentle. He thinks he can take my game and play it against me?
Miles cries out.
“Shhhh,” I whisper into his ear. “Be a good boy, and I’ll let you come.”
“Fuck you.” Miles shudders again. I piston in and out of his tight asshole. I know it hurts – his back muscles are stiff and defined. I reach around him. Miles gets on his knees enough that I can reach his dick. I grip it, and his groan fills the room.
I plow in and out of him, glancing up at the woman on his bed. Electricity shoots through my balls as she watches us. She whimpers, her cheeks flushed a pretty pink, and her eyes heavily lidded.
My balls tighten. I slow, wanting to last. I lean over Miles and glance at Cali, who keeps her eyes on us while she tries to get her hands free. “Do you think he should come, bunny?”
She licks her lips.
“Answer me, bunny.”
Her eyes widen and shoot to mine. I raise an eyebrow.
Cali nods.
“You want to watch him come?” I ask.
She nods again.
“Use your words,” I say sharply.
“Yes.” Her voice is husky. It makes me damn near come.
Miles moans as I stroke his hard length. I grip him tighter and yank. I cuss him in my head for tying Cali’s hands and keeping her from playing with herself.
I jerk Miles off harder, playing with his body the way I know he likes. I bring him right to the edge before yanking my hand away.
“Who comes first, bitch?”
“You do,” Miles groans.
“That’s right.” I slam in and out of him, his tight asshole gripping me perfectly. Fire fills me, and I feel an orgasm coming. I smack Miles’ ass. “Are you watching her?”
