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The sound of foil tearing distracts me momentarily. I’m grateful he’s smart enough to think about protection since I’m so obviously not. That’s right, your horny ass would have ridden him bareback. That would have been a stupid, stupid, mistake.
Slowly, he enters me, my body tightening, and unbeknown to me, I wince slightly in pain.
“Are you okay?” He kisses my mouth, not allowing me to answer the question.
He’s bigger than usual, not in length but girth. I take a moment to wiggle my hips, positioning him, so our bodies are in sync.
“Yes,” I breathe. “I’m ready.”
Being ready doesn’t just mean this moment, though. I’m ready for all of him. I know that his words are set in stone.
After this moment, I will be begging for more.
I will become addicted to the pleasure.
Addicted to the pain.
Addicted to Bad Boy Rich.
I motion my hips, rocking back and forth, watching him struggle as sweat beads form on his forehead. Wesley’s eyes are shut tight, and his face is clenching as he tries to control himself.
I love watching him, seeing what I’m doing to him, watching the veins in his neck pop out while he drives into me slow and steady, in and out, a pattern that starts a tide of tingles to spread across my entire body until I beg him through moans to enter me harder.
He growls at my pleas, pounding me harder, the heat stifling between us until I begin to dissolve on the spot, riding the wave of pleasure that consumes me and makes my vision blurred.
I’m oblivious that he grips onto my ass tightly, slamming hard one more time before he lets out a groan, pulsating and twitching while burying his head into my neck.
Our heavy breathing echoes in the still of the night.
He withdraws from me. My legs are shaking uncontrollably and relying on him for support. I hold onto his shoulder as he removes the rubber and looks around, unsure of how to discard it.
“Here, give it to me.”
He laughs. “Really? What exactly do you plan to do with it?”
“Uh… toss it into my purse so as not to traumatize the kids who come through here tomorrow.” I take it off him, grabbing some tissues in my purse and wrapping them around it before placing it inside. “Wait, what do you think I’m going to do with it?”
“Hey, I don’t know. You could play the innocent card but be as kinky as fuck.”
“True. Wait till you see what I can do with some ping pong balls and a banana,” I joke. “Round two… your place?”
He leans in to kiss me, unable to hide his grin. “I thought you’d never ask.”
Chapter Seventeen
My eyes open in a state of panic with my body following moments later.
Sunlight peeps through the drapes, forcing me to squint, which only makes my head pound harder. Lifting my arm to shield myself from the God-awful sunlight, I yelp as my muscles ache, making it barely possible to do so.
“Why are you up?”
The voice—unfamiliar at first—registers when his hand runs down my back, then around my front, cupping my breast. They’re sore. Everything is painful.
Scattered around are several empty packets of rubbers.
Shit. How many times did we have sex last night?
Wesley yanks me toward him, and as I fall back onto the bed, my head knocks into his hard chest.
