Page 23 of Tall, Dark, & Ginger

“Fuck yeah,” he murmurs before tearing open the lube packet with his teeth and pouring it on both our cocks. “There you go, rabbit. Do what you want.”

“Rabbit?”

He shrugs, smirking. I don’t hate it. Besides, there’s a dick to frot. I wrap my hands around both our shafts and begin stroking. I’m expecting Ridley to lie back and enjoy, but he doesn’t do that at all. He squeezes my ass, pulling my cheeks apart and rubbing me there.

“This okay?” he asks, his voice ragged.

I nod, stroking faster. “Yes.”

“Slow down,” he whispers. “Make it last.”

“Okay.” I blow out a breath. “Slow down.”

Ridley holds my gaze as he teases my hole, making no attempt to enter me. His eyes are heavy with the same lust I feel, and it’s hard to believe I didn’t let myself want this sooner. Not just with him, with anyone. I thought the way to healing was staying far away from any man, but blowing off steam with him is doing a lot more for me than sitting in my room by myself.

“You’re thinking,” he says. “Just feel.”

“Feel.”

“Let it all go, man. Sink into this moment with me.”

Nodding, I hold his gaze. “I can do that.”

“I know.” His hands move up my body to my back, and he squeezes my muscles. “Your skin is so soft.”

“Yours is colorful.”

He laughs softly. “You like it?”

“Yes.”

“Good.” He hisses with pleasure and exhales slowly. “Fuck yeah.”

I look down at my hands, watching the heads of our cocks peek between my slick fingers. His throbs as he helps by pumping his hips.

“I don’t want this to end,” he whispers, leaning in and nipping the edge of my jaw. “I want to rub on you until morning.”

“We can do it again tomorrow.”

Ridley flicks his tongue across his bottom lip. “Nah, rabbit. Tomorrow I gotta have you in my mouth again. I need another taste.”

“Ooh.” My stomach flutters as my cock twitches, spilling precum to join the sticky lube. “Yes.”

He reaches up and pinches my nipples, gazing at me with those intense eyes of his. “I love looking at you. I always have.”

“I didn’t know.”

Ridley smiles. “S’okay. This was worth waiting to be noticed.”

I almost scoff. Ridley waiting to be noticed? Everyone notices him. How blind I was to see him as nothing more than a boss and a friendly person. Sure, I knew he was hot, but I guess I couldn’t imagine how he could see anything in me.

“You’re thinking again,” he murmurs. “When you should be coming.”

“I don’t have to slow down anymore?”

“I can’t take it.”

“Good.” I lean forward, burying my face in the crook of his neck, stroking us fast and hard.

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