Page 23 of Jagged Edges


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Scrambling to his feet swiftly, he’s in position before I can even retrieve the lube from the nightstand and it makes my chest swell with pride. The way Riot bends to my will, to my demands, giving over all control, it does something to me that I don’t know how to put into words. So instead, I lube up my fingers, gently spread his cheeks, and tell him what a good, dirty little boy he is as I slide a finger into his tight hole.

“Ughhhfff, Zeke,” he trembles, mewling into the mattress.

“Stroke yourself baby,” I coo, as I gently ease my finger in and out of him, rotating, preparing him to take another.

“I can’t,” his whines grow more high pitched, and I know he’s struggling to maintain control.

“Yes you can, just wrap your hand around that beautiful fucking cock. Now.”

As I slip a second finger inside of him, he hesitantly reaches for his dick, and within the first few moments of stroking, he’s full blown fucking his fist while I scissor my fingers inside of him.

“Zeke, I’m gonna, I’m go -”

“You don’t come until I come,” I lean forward, pressing my lips to his large, firm cheeks as I continue to finger fuck him at an increasing speed. He squirms, his entire body shuddering, and the corners of my lips turn up as I kiss his supple skin, “And I don’t come until I’m fucking finished with you.”

Sinking my teeth into the flesh of his ass, I kiss and suck, leaving behind marks as I slowly withdraw my fingers from him. A guttural groan crawls out of his throat and he stops stroking. As I stand back, lubing my dick with one hand, I smack his ass sharply with the other.

“Did I fucking say you could stop?”

“I-I was gonna come. I can’t Zeke.”

“That’s two. Don’t stop. Stroke.”

Lining myself up with his hole, I wait for him to wrap his hand back around his cock, and at the same time his fist tightens, I thrust into him forcefully, just the way he likes it.

“Umphhhfff Z, Ze-”

I whip my hand across his ass again, the slap reverberating off the walls as he mumbles into the mattress, writhing beneath me. His ass has a vice grip on my cock and I’m not going to last much longer like this, so I pull out of him entirely, and quickly flip him over to his back with ease. I notice his motions have slowed and his eyes are pinched closed as he inhales and exhales in a controlled manner, squeezing the tip of his cock before he lets go.

“Three,” I smirk.

Spreading his legs, I push his thighs backward as I slide inside of him again, watching his cock twitch with every thrust.

“Keep going baby.”

“Z, please,” he cries as he wraps his fist around his cock again, “what happened to all that shit about rewarding me?” he grunts, stroking himself harder and faster.

Pumping in and out of him at an increasingly erratic pace, I feel myself teetering on the edge. “We both know punishment is your reward Riot. We both know how much you love it.”

His whimpers echo off the walls and our bodies slip together, slick with sweat, as we both begin to fall apart entirely. In the process of edging him, I’ve been edging myself too because when I finally allow him to come, I want to feel that overwhelming high together.

“I - I,” he slows his fist again as I continue to move in and out of him, giving him no reprieve.

“Four.”

A tear rolls down his cheek and I grip his neck in one hand, leaning forward as I press my lips to his.

“Mmm,” he moans into my mouth, his desperation more delicious than anything I’ve ever tasted.

My tongue sweeps the inside of his mouth as I continue fucking him senseless, slamming into him so hard the bed rocks beneath us. His cock bounces between us, dripping on his abs as I lower myself on top of him entirely. Pressing my body tightly to his, I rock in and out of him, his cock trapped between us as I slide across his skin.

“Z, please, p-please, p-”

Closing my eyes, I silence his pleas with my tongue, too lost in the way my body trembles, on the verge of free-falling with him. My muscles tense, and my breathing becomes merely short, choppy, failed attempts at inflating my lungs.

“Riot,” I gasp, “Riot come with me, please baby,” the demand rolls off my tongue sounding more like a request, as the tears roll from his eyes. My cock jerks inside of him as I release violently, tensing up and floating all at the same time. Riot comes in long thick ropes between us, coating us both with his warm, sticky release. Euphoric waves crash over me and I’m so damn high, nothing can touch me. It’s like I’m quite literally on top of the world, soaring through the clouds.

Dropping my head to his shoulder, I press my lips against his collarbone over and over, panting heavily against his skin. By the time we both come down, and I’m sliding out from between his thighs, I can barely catch my breath. Riot is spent, his eyes wide and blissed out with a sated gaze sprawled across his beautiful face. Our lips find one another and we move together lazily, kissing each other without the walls, which is a risky place for us to be. I don’t like to linger here, but I can’t make myself stay away for too long either.

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