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I didn’t say it. I couldn’t. My breath caught in my chest with his every pass over my aching length. My whole body was strung so tight that I thought I might shatter apart at the seams without ever gaining his permission.

His cock pressed harder against my ass, and his precum smeared against my skin. He was as wound up as I was. I could feel it in the way his hips thrust against me and in the tension wracking his body. But it didn’t matter if he was grinding into me or if his breathing had turned ragged. He wouldn’t rush it. He’d hold us both there until I caved or we ran out of time.

“You know what I love about this?” Rhodes said. “How much you need it. How ready you are to beg for it, but you won’t. All you have to do is say the word, little wolf, and end it right now.”

I frantically shook my head against the glass.

“Good boy,” he murmured. The praise filled my chest with a warmth that threatened to push me over the edge.

His hand was still around me, a warm and wet cage around my dick. I was leaking against his fingers as he squeezed and twisted his hand around my crown. Every little motion drew a whine or whimper from me.

“Look at you… coating my hand in precum,” he commented. He opened his hand under the crown of my dick, and through blurred vision, I could see he was right. A steady pulse of precum welled on my slit, puddling in his palm. I’d never leaked like this before and never dripped like I was already coming. But I’d never been suspended on the edge like this either. My body was completely gone—running on an autopilot setting I didn’t even know existed until Rhodes. “Say the words, little wolf. Say the words, and fill my hand with your cum.”

“No,” I managed to get out, though even I wasn’t convinced of my own word.

His free hand slid up from my abs, and his fingers found my nipple. He rolled it between his thumb and forefinger until I gasped and arched into his touch. The sting of it shot straight down to my balls, and I felt another pulse of precum leak into his palm.

“There it is,” Rhodes whispered against my shoulder. “You have no idea how sexy it is to watch you leak like this for me. I might just call off work… stay here all day… see just how long I can keep you here—”

“Fuck me,” I gasped out, cutting him off. The idea of all day was it. I couldn’t do it. “Tater tot, tater tot… you win! You win… now, please fuck me. I can’t take it anymore. I need you. I need to come. Please, fuck me.”

For one horrifically long moment, nothing happened. His hand stilled on my dick, and his breath stopped against my shoulder. I felt his body go rigid behind me, every muscle locking up. I held my breath, waiting for him to do something—anything.

“Push your ass out for me,” Rhodes ordered, his voice barely a growl as he let go of me.

My legs wobbled as I repositioned myself against the glass. Behind me, I heard him grab the lube he’d put on the shelf when we got in. He moved faster than I’d ever known him to. It was as if his own patience had worn thin and his own desperation was showing. Satisfaction curled through me at that notion.

“Say it again,” he said, grabbing my hip. Two slick fingers found my hole and circled the ring of muscles. I clenched like I could pull him inside of me on sheer will alone. “I want to hear you beg, little wolf. Beg for my cock one more time before I split you open and leave you with cum dripping from your ass all day.”

“Please. I need your cock,” I begged, the words tumbling out in a rapid mess. “Please, Rhodes. Please, fuck me. I need it. I need you inside me. I can’t—”

The blunt press of his crown against my rim shut me up. He thrust forward without hesitation. The stretch was instant, followed by an impossible fullness that had my mouth dropping open. No sound came out as every muscle in my body tensed up almost painfully. The pressure inside me snapped, and I came so hard I was fairly positive my soul left my body in the process. Cum splattered against the glass in thick ropes as my body shook violently. My thighs threatened to give out, and my hole clenched around his length in tight, fluttering pulses. Spasm after spasm rolled through me until there was not a drop left inside me.

“There it is,” Rhodes bit out. His hand fisted my hair, yanking my head back. “That’s what you needed, isn’t it? To come on my cock like the greedy thing you are.”

I couldn’t answer. I was floating outside myself, my body a live wire of sensations I couldn’t put into words. His cock rammed against my prostate with every desperate thrust.

“Fuck.” His voice cracked as he drove wildly into me, shattering almost as quickly as I did. He buried himself as deeply inside me as he could, his hips flush against me, as he filled my ass with his cum. His cock throbbed and pulsed as he rutted against me, his body grinding against mine through the aftershock. His forehead dropped to the back of my neck, and his breath came out in ragged pants across my skin.

One arm locked around my stomach, and I felt the way he shifted, pulling me against him and taking on the brunt of my weight. I welcomed it and sagged back, my head resting against his shoulder. My entire body shuddered at the contact. Every nerve in my body misfired with euphoria.

“Are you okay?” Rhodes asked, his voice a gentle contrast to what we’d just done. I nodded slightly. “Words, Theo. If you can.”

“Oh, I’m good,” I let out breathlessly. “I’m so fucking good… so, so, so good.”

He chuckled as he kissed the curve of my neck, and I squirmed against him. Yeah, good didn’t even begin to describe how fucking high I was on him.

CHAPTER 56

Rhodes

Agreeing to go into work while on this trip was the dumbest idea I’d had in a while. My boss had been more than accommodating when he didn’t need to be, and I felt like I had to go in while I could. But while my body sat in my office, my mind was with Theo at home. It didn’t help that my phone lit up every so often with some kind of notification about what was going on at home.

The first notification had been harmless: the back doors unlocked sometime after nine. Fifteen minutes later, a second notification popped up: they’d locked again. I just assumed he’d gone down to the beach or wandered around the backyard.

Not long after that, a third notification popped up: the coffee machine activated. Coffee made sense. What didn’t make sense was the fact that the pool cover opened two minutes later, then promptly closed.

But then the cover opened again and closed again.