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“Now who’s not playing fair?” “Sorry, Lexi baby,”
“I will kill you if you don’t move right this second, Riley.”
“Holy shit. Look how well we fit together,” he says, and I glance down at where we’re joined. “Fucking perfect.”
“No.” A head shake, and I almost freeze before he touches my clit. “Better than good. So goddamn incredible.”
“Riley. I think I’m going to come from—” “Thank fuck. I’m waiting for you to go first.” “Why am I not surprised you’re so chivalrous in the bedroom?”
“It’s”—a thrust—“A fucking”—Another thrust that makes me cry out. His fingers are back on my clit, circling and teasing—“Honor.”
“I think my therapist will be happy to know I’m out of the depression stage of my grief. A condom full of cum has to mean I’m on the upside of things.”
“Grilled cheese,” I say. “With a big ass pickle.” “Ah, yes. You and your love of heart attack-inducing sandwiches.”
“What do you want me to do?” Make me come again. Put your hand around my throat. Tell me how good I am. A million other things that should not still be lingering in my brain.
“If I had it my way, we would be going back to your place after this and having round two.” “That wouldn’t be very friendly of us, would it?” “I don’t know. I’ve never slept with a friend before.”
“You’re going to lift your residual limb off the table.” “Ah. Okay. How many times?” “Twelve.” “Fuck. You’re mean.”
“It means so much to me that you’ve spent your free time looking things up on my behalf.”
“I can’t thank you enough for all you’re doing, Lex. I wouldn’t be this far along in my recovery if it weren’t for you.”
No, he doesn’t and this is Piper responding and letting you all know he secretly smiles when he reads the group chat but now I have to hide because he’s throwing me over his shoulder for telling you that and hfsdfuew798ytfu89ji14
I’ve successfully gone four weeks without getting on my hands and knees and begging Lexi to let me fuck her again. Boy, am I proud of myself.
“Ready to catch if necessary.” “I weigh a hundred eighty-five pounds,” I say, and Maverick scoffs. “Please. I squat double that, Mitchy, and lifting people is one of my favorite hobbies. Just ask Emmy,” he says, and I laugh.
“Your ass is actually insane. You look like a Greek goddess. That dress was made for you.”
“She said she was fine,” a new voice interrupts, and I smile on instinct. Riley.
He whimpers and brings his fist to his mouth, biting his knuckles. “Hell. You look gorgeous, Lexi.”
“Do you want me to save you a dance, Lexi baby?”
“Yes.” My voice is thick before tacking on a softer, “Please.”
“You have to know I love when you beg.”
“I’m not wearing any underwear.” “You are so unfair,” he murmurs. “Maybe you should do something about it,” I say, pulling away. “You know where I’ll be.”
“I meant what I said earlier. You look fucking gorgeous.”
“What is your thing?” You. Naked and on top of me.
“For all the good days,” I read. “I fucking love it, Lex. Thank you. So much. I can’t tell you how much this means to me.”
“Are these ropes?” Oh, fuck. I haven’t used them in so long I forgot they were in there.
“What the hell are they for?” “I sail sometimes?” “Riley.” “Okay, fine. They’re, uh, for sex. I have certain… interests in the bedroom.”
Lmaoooooo
“You didn’t… when we…” She holds up a rope and glances at me. “In the hotel room—” “It’s a preference, not a requirement. I can get off just fine without it. Clearly.”
“I said I like control. That means being the one to dictate when a partner touches me. When I touch a partner. When they come.”
“It includes bondage. Eliminating senses like sight and sound. Punishment like spanking if they don’t listen and rewards when they do.”
“Everything is with consent, like I said. And safe words.”
“You found my secret stash of sex toys, Lex. I could crawl in a hole and never come out. We’re well past embarrassing.”
“I-I’ve always wanted to try something like this.” “You’re going to have to be more specific.” “A hookup where I give over control. It feels like I’m always in control with my job and my personal life.
This is very dangerous territory. My teammates are fifteen feet away and could come in here any minute. We said just once. I’ve spent weeks trying to get Lexi out of my head, and seeing her wrists turn a pretty shade of pink from where the ropes press against her skin is making forming coherent thoughts really fucking difficult.
“Is the idea of me being your boyfriend funny, Lexi?” “No. No. Of course not. You’re a nice guy, and I’m sure you’d be a wonderful boyfriend. I just… I don’t want that. I don’t want a relationship. I want… no emotions. No messy feelings. That’s not my style.”
“You want to be fucked,”
“Fuck buddies. Friends with benefits. Am I getting this right?” he asks. “You call me when you want me to get you off, and I make you come until you can’t think straight?”
“Guess I’m just proud I’m enough to satisfy Ms. Independent.”
“I’m not kissing you until you tell me yes or no.” “You know what my answer is. I’ll be your fuck buddy, Lex. I’ll take care of you.” “No feelings.” “None.”
“Stop talking.” Riley lifts me off the counter,
“You don’t want me to fall in love with you. No lovey dovey shit. We’ll fuck, and you’ll leave. I got it.”
“Have you ever researched Shibari?” “Once or twice,” I admit. “It focuses on friction and wraps instead of knots. The rope is made of jute.”
“You’ve been thinking about it?” “More than I’m allowed to admit.” He cups my cheek, thumb stroking along the curve of my jaw. “Don’t worry. I’m not in love with you. I’m playing by the rules.”
Months ago, I thought the universe was trying to fuck me over.
“Relax, Lexi baby. You know I’m going to take care of you.”
move. “Sorry. I can’t make dinner. I have a needy woman in my room who is demanding my attention?” “Throw in the word hot too.” “You’re so damn confident.” “Am I wrong?” “No.”
“I like this, a lot.” I lick her pussy, tongue pressing down on her clit. “Fuck. I’ve missed you.” “You’ve missed my cunt.”
“No, you brat.” I pinch the inside of her knee and she squeals. “I’ve missed you.”
I’m not going to blow my cover by being a pathetic, yearning mess of a man who will have her any way I can get her.
