“Yes.”
“Say it.”
“Fuck off with this, man.”
“No. I want you to say it so you hear yourself asking for what you want.” He caresses my cheek. “Asking for what you need. Trusting me to give it to you.”
“I don’t trust you. I don’t even know you.”
He grins. “Come on, D-Man. You obviously trust me or I wouldn’t be here and we wouldn’t have done what we just did.”
I glare at him, but I can hardly argue.
“Tell me you want me and I’ll go.”
“And if I don’t?”
“Then I’ll stay until you do. I can wait.” He drags his hand from my face to my chest. “Do you want me to leave or stay?”
“This isn’t my place.”
“Okay, then we should leave. You know the magic words.”
I exhale slowly, but he’s got me. I want more of this and he fucking knows it.
“I want you.”
His expression softens, like he’s actually fucking happy he got the words out of me.
“Are you some kind of Dom or something?”
Wraith laughs at that. “No, I’m just good at reading people. Good at giving them what they want and need.” He steps forward and presses a soft kiss to my lips before moving away, leaving me wanting more.
“You were so good tonight. Getting everything you needed from me. Can’t wait to see you again.”
I grunt in response.
“Have a good night, D-Man.”
“Bye, Wraith.”
He gets his shoes on and grabs his jacket, glancing back at me one more time before he turns to leave. Once the door clicks shut behind him, my shoulders slump. Fuck, he’s intense.
I head to the kitchen to get paper towels to clean up the mess, including the condom Wraith left on the floor. Once I’m sure Hen’s apartment is in good shape, I grab my coat and head out, my thoughts swirling.
I can’t deny that Wraith was right. I did need that. I needed his control of the situation, needed his direction, needed his cock inside me.
Thirty minutes later, I walk into my foyer, and instead of a shower, I strip down and climb into bed, enjoying the slickness from the lube that still lingers in my ass. I touch my hole gently, hissing slightly. I’m gonna be sore tomorrow, and that thought makes a smile pull at my lips.
Just as I’m falling asleep my phone buzzes. I grab it and swipe open the text app to see a message from Wraith.
Wraith: Can’t stop thinking about your gorgeous hole. How hot and tight you are. But even better are the delicious noises you make when I fuck you. My dick’s getting hard again just thinking about it. I hope you sleep well tonight. You earned it on and off the ice.
The message warms me, which just goes to show you how hard up I am for a little attention. I’ve gone too long and it’s making me get sappy over a hookup.
I can’t decide what to say, so I put the phone down for a few minutes. I can’t leave him on read though. That’s rude.
Me: Thanks for tonight.
