Page 96 of Dark Little Game
A little punishment.
The exact one I want.
My cock throbs but I haven’t started touching it again yet. I slide my fingers through a little more precum and reach down, adding more precum along one of Rayne’s fingers.
“That’s not enough,” he says.
“Yes it is. Give me two fingers, or I reallywillscream. Right now. And it’ll carry all the way down the hallway.”
“Wouldn’t fucking dare.”
“Rayne,” I shout loudly, and his eyes flash with brief panic.
He clasps his free hand up onto my mouth again just like he did earlier in the reading room, and I laugh beneath it.
I groan as he finally gives me a second finger, going slowly in a way that’s agonizing and incredible.
His hand moves downward slightly over my mouth and he puts two fingers past my lips, too. One hand at my ass, another in my mouth. I suck his fingers as if they were his cock, and I watch as his eyelids drop a little.
“You like having fingers in two of my holes at once?” I murmur after he slides them out for a moment.
“I really do,” he says, and I can tell from his breathless voice that he’s given up on trying to hide the truth any longer.
“Fuck, I really like you, Colson,” I say, because I’m not afraid of that truth, either. “Kiss me.”
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Rayne
I know I’ve crossed a line.
I’m so goddamn hard it aches… again.
And my tongue is in Hunter’s mouth,again.
But that isn’t even the worst line I crossed tonight.
Hunter cracked something open inside of me and the ugly truth is that I don’t know if it’s another one of his manipulations.
If he’s using me.
If this is all going to spectacularly blow up in my face, and potentially ruin my best friendship.
But when I heard Hunter tossing and turning in his sleep, and when I heard him trying to call out…
It went straight to my fucking heart.
Like I’d seen a fucking bluebird with a broken wing on the side of the street, and I had to stop to help it.
Being curious about Hunter Knox is something I’ve felt for over a decade, butcaringfor him, purely and earnestly, wasn’t something I knew I was capable of feeling.
I feel it now.
Like it’sstuckon me.
Even now that I’m kissing him and I have two fingers deep inside him, even now that he got me to admit things I swore I never would admit about him.
The moment my lips were on his, I knew the kiss wasn't like the ones we’ve had before.
