Page 98 of The Penalty

“Rhys, please.”

“Please what? Mark your skin so everyone can see you belong to me? The guys in the locker room. These people here? Do you want them all to know you’re owned?”

My dick throbs and I shudder at his words because, yes. That’s exactly what I want.

“Oh Teddy Bear, we will be exploring that later.” Rhys bites at my ear then sucks on it, sending shivers down my spine and making me leak pre-cum.

The hot head of his cock slides between my cheeks and I’m not questioning what he’s using as lube since it’s working. Rhys finds my hole and pushes in. All the way in just one thrust, and he doesn’t stop moving. He’s fucking me like he has something to prove.

“Can they see how well you fucking take me?” he says against my ear.

I really don’t think they can see me, but the idea is a turn on while also being scary. Would he want someone to watch us for real? I don’t think I would, but the chance of getting caught is hot as fuck.

I reach behind me, needing more connection. This hurried fuck while mostly dressed is hot but Ineedto feel him.

“Spit in your hand and stroke that beautiful cock. Come for me. I want to watch.”

I do what I’m told and stars burst behind my eyes. I gasp in a breath and push back into him, meeting him thrust for thrust. Taking him harder, deeper.

He grunts his approval and smiles wickedly at me in the reflection.

My body flushes hot, a tidal wave of pleasure rolls over me, and my cock throbs in my hand. Every muscle in my body contracts to a rhythm I have no control over, and I let go. Cum shoots from me and I moan, long and loud. Not caring if anyone can hear me. He fucking owns me.

TWENTY-SIX

RHYS

Watching him lose himself so freely pushes me over the edge. I can’t take it. I press my forehead between his shoulder blades while we both come down. I hug him to me, kissing up the back of his neck.

I’m falling for him. It hits me hard and leaves me reeling.

We can’t do this.

Do I tell him?

I pull back to spin him around but he clutches at my hip, groaning.

“Not yet,” he says softer than I’ve ever heard him speak before.

I give my weight over, leaning into him, staying inside him a few moments more. “I could stay inside you all day.”

“Maybe you should.” Teddy looks at me in the reflection.

I meet his eyes. Is he into cock-warming? He’s been into everything else we’ve tried. “I will.”

We clean ourselves up as much as possible before leaving the single stall bathroom.

“You look like you’ve come from an orgy,” Colin says, exiting the bathroom next to us, Owen in tow.

“It would be kinda hard to have an orgy in there,” Teddy says, like he’s thinking about the idea too hard.

Owen and I meet gazes, and I nod.

Owen fixes his shirt, then checks his bowtie in the reflection of the window. “We really need to get back. Oliver has texted me a few times.”

Colin makes an “uh oh” sound.

“Don’t you start!” Owen takes us all in then paces. “We need a plan.”

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