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That’s me.Myreflection. I’m fucking the love ofmylife,myWyatt, hard and fast, making his eyes roll back with my cock.
Fucking hell.
I want to throw this into overdrive, make him as feral as I’m feeling right now. And I know exactly what to say to make it happen…
“Tell me how much you like getting fucked with my cock, Daddy,” I grit out between panting breaths. I know how much he hates that he loves it, so I dig in a little deeper, putting more emphasis on that word he loves to hate. “Are you going to come all over my cock,Daddy?”
There’s a feral growl, just as I expected, but he still takes me by surprise. The world suddenly tilts as Wyatt jerks away from me, twists, and pulls me down to the bed, flat on my back.
He covers me with his body and then enters me in one stroke. I scream out, pleasure and the slightest twinge of pain exploding from the inside of my body. Wyatt leans up, hooks his arms beneath my knees, and lifts my hips. I cry out his name as his cock hits me in that elusive spot inside me, the one that makes me feel like a ticking time bomb.
“Jerk your cock, baby,” he says gruffly. “Come with me.”
“Yes, Daddy,” I rasp.
He growls and picks up speed, driving into me so hard and fast I can barely get my hand around my cock. I shuttle my hand up and down my shaft like he told me, breath catching at the dual sensation of the friction on my dick and his cock hitting my spot so perfectly.
My orgasm starts at my core, right where his cock is inside me, and barrels through my body like a shockwave. It shoots down my limbs, every muscle tightening right down to my toes, and then back up as a second wave forces my mouth open wide in a silent scream.
“Fuck, baby!” Wyatt yells, fighting to keep his pace as his cock is drenched in my cum, dripping and squelching with each thrust.
I pull the dangling tie so he’s forced down to kiss me. He cries into my mouth as he finds his release, more cum squelching out the sides as he works us through the aftershocks.
He collapses on top of me, both of us panting and sweating profusely. My limbs are trembling from clenching so tight.
I protest when his weight is lifted off of me, but he gets up on his knees and removes the tie from around his neck. Once it’s released, he reaches for my hands and winds the silk around my wrists.
“What are you doing?” I ask coyly, because there’s no way he can keep going after that.
Can he?
Bending over me, he pulls my bound hands above my head and hooks them onto a little clip at the top of the mattress.
“Wha-what is that?”
“Just a little surprise I hid earlier when I brought the bags up.”
“You fucking sneak.”
“Mmmhmm. I had a feeling you were going to bring out the worst in me, and I wanted to be prepared.”
I narrow my eyes at him. “What does that mean?”
He grins salaciously and holds up the little remote to the vibe that lives inside my cock. Except, I don’t remember bringing the button.What is he up to?—
He pushes the button, and I cry out. While I’m trembling with the sensation of buzzing against my sensitive dick, he reaches down and strokes me with one hand. With his other hand, heswipes two fingers through the mess leaking out of me and brings it to his lips.
“Daddy’s hungry,” he says. “And you’re going to feed me all that sweet cream until my belly’s full and I’m ready to fill you up again.”
He disappears between my legs, and my eyes roll back.
CHAPTER 30
WYATT
The lights are blinding, and they aren’t even pointed at me.
Sid stands next to me behind the podium, off to the side of the USAG coaches and support staff. Originally, I didn’t think it was a good idea for me to be up here, but Sid and Mik both agreed it would look strange if I wasn’t. We don’t want to draw any more attention to the rumors about us. Our relationship will come to light eventually, but none of us are going to allow it to happen in the midst of a scandal that has nothing to do with our love for each other.
