“Oh my god,” he moans, his voice raspy from screaming.
“You’re loud.”
He gives a hoarse chuckle. “You’re just that good.”
“I am.”
My cock slips from him gently, my eyes taking in his overused pink hole.
“I don’t think I’ve ever been fucked that long before.”
I meet his stare and frown. “I don’t need to know that.”
His legs drag me closer until I’m hovering over him once more. “I just wanted you to know that it was amazing. I think you’ve ruined me for anyone else.”
That makes my chest puff out slightly. I go to remind him that therewon’tbe anyone else before remembering I’m supposed to be withholding some of my crazy. I’m not doing a great job so far, but I’m trying. Instead, all I say is “Good.”
He lets out a small laugh and then groans. “But god, I’m sore. Your dick is really big.”
“I’m sore too. The way you scratched me.”
I try to see the red marks down my back, but can’t make them out. I’m sure I’ll revel in them later.
“Did I hurt you?”
“I think by now you should know I like the pain. The more the merrier.” I pull him into my arms. “But you, you need a bath.”
“Not yet. Just hold me for a minute. I want to…” He yawns. “I want to rest for a minute. Being fucked like that takes it out of a guy.”
I watch as his eyelids shut and a happy hum leaves his mouth.
I let my lips press against his cheek, and my mind whispers to me in a soft, clear voice.
Mine. Always, forever.
16
CADE
“Have you gotten any information out of Ansel yet?” Wylder asks, sitting behind his desk and typing on his computer. His hair is perfectly done, his tie not out of place. He’s always so put together. The one brother who never breaks.
“Um, fuck no.” I let out a small laugh, and Wylder peers up at me.
“Why not? Isn’t that what you were doing last night?”
“You mean after he smashed the pie on that bitch’s face?”
“That ‘bitch’ is my girlfriend.”
I fold my arms. “Better be an ex-girlfriend after last night.”
Wylder sighs and rubs at his eyes. “I know. She was insufferable.”
I take a seat opposite him just as the door to the office opens and Dotty, the housekeeper, walks in.
“Dotty,” Wylder says carefully. “I told you not to disturb me when the door is closed. But maybe you forgot, as you were on vacation for the last week…”
She slams a cleaning solution onto the cart, and everything rattles.
