“Come on, don’t look at me like that. I can’t help it. You know it’s my cute lil’ neurodivergent brain. The hyperfocus isreal.”
“Yeah, well… why couldn’t you hyperfocus on knitting or something lessdeadly…” he grumbled, and I pouted, shoving out my lower lip as far as it would go.
“But I want to play in the water Riidddickkk… knitting is for sweet little grannies and people more mentally stable than me.”
His gaze locked on my lip, and he let out one of his dominant, hot-guy growls that always made my dick all tingly.
“Put that lip away before I bite it.”
I winked at him, taking special care to give him an extra-cute dimple pop.
“What if I want you to bite it?”
“You’re insatiable.”
“Pretty rich coming from you, big guy. You fucked me twice yesterday.”
“Are you complaining?”
“Only that you didn’t try for round three. I put that special cream on my hole for you and everything.”
“That’smyjob, shark bait!” He snarled, gripping my shoulder and spinning me to face him. I grinned up at him. I’d perfected the art of getting Riddick all riled up, and usually, if I could push his buttons just right, I ended up bent over with his dick in my ass.
It was the fuckingbest.
“What are you going to do about it?” I taunted, giving him my best evil smirk.
His eyes were dark and burning with something dangerous.
Oh yeah. I was in trouble. Hehehehe.
“Maybe I’ll punish you, you little imp. You’ve been spoiled lately. Maybe we go back to how it was when we first met, hmm? Just as easily as I can give you orgasms, I can take them away.”
My eyes widened, and I gasped.
“Youwouldn’t!”
“I would, baby.” He stepped closer to me, sliding his hand around the back of my neck and brushing his lips against mine. “I love watching you come, but I also loved watching you get all hot and bothered. Maybe I’ll keep you hard and needy fordaysbefore I let you come again?”
He traced his hand down my chest and skated his fingers over my groin, and I immediately hardened.
I whimpered, already wanting him to suck the cum right out of my dick.
“Riddick,please.Don’t tease me like that.”
“You didn’t like that, baby? Was it tough for you when you weren’t allowed to come?”
His eyes were dancing with a feral sort of mischief, and I shivered as he rubbed my nowveryhard cock over my wetsuit.
“I had wet dreams like,weekly.I’m not built for edging, Riddick. My poor balls get so sore, I can’t handle it.”
He chuckled and cupped the balls in question, his lips curling into an evil smile as he left gentle kisses over mymouth and cheeks.
“Those weren’t wet dreams, baby. Those were rewards, too. I’ve been in control of your pleasure since the day we met.”
“Wait, what?”
“You heard me…” he murmured, sliding his other hand down the front of my wetsuit, unzipping it as he went. He slid his hand in between the tight material and wrapped his hand around my thick, hard shaft. I gasped.
