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He wasn’t wrong. The ones he forced me to wait for—the ones where he tested my restraint—were always mind-blowingly incredible.

He fucked me harder. The pace turned punishing with powerful thrusts that knocked the air from my lungs. His ragged breaths were loud in my ear as his sweat-slicked body moved against mine.

“Fuck, Theo.” His voice broke on my name, and I could hear his own restraint fraying. At least I wasn’t alone in the fight to last.

He pulled out. As a sound of frustration at the loss escaped me, he flipped me over and adjusted my position. My dick settled heavy against my lower stomach, and my legs fell open wide for him.

“Grab the headboard,” Rhodes ordered. I reached up and gripped the wood, holding on tight. His cock found my hole once again, and an audible sigh of relief filled the space between us—mine and his combined. His hand found my throat, grabbing firm enough to tease. I tilted my head back enough to give him better access, and he took the invitation to squeeze.

As he did, he thrust hard into me. I arched off the mattress, and the hold of his hand cut off the sound that tried to escape me. I felt his gaze on my face as he drove into me relentlessly. I was floating, my heart pounding wildly in my chest and my dick leaking against my stomach. My muscles fluttered and clenched around his length. Liquid heat burned hot in my core, and my body shuddered under him.

I was right there.

“Don’t you fucking come, Theo,” he said, the words sounding like a warning. “I want to feel your ass clench around me when I come, and I want to watch you hold it until I give you permission.”

I nodded, my hands white-knuckled on the headboard. The pressure was unbearable, and I was ready to shatter. I fought every instinct to let go. His grip lightened, giving me a chance to gulp in quick breaths before tightening once more.

“Such a good fucking boy for me,” Rhodes bit out, and his praise fanned the fire inside me hotter. His rhythm faltered, and his hips stuttered against my ass. He drove into me once, twice, three more times, each one uncontrolled and desperate. His body locked up over mine as his cock pulsed inside me, his release filling me. I clenched my muscles around him like he wanted me to and coaxed a deep groan from him.

I held still as best I could, my body shaking and burning as I waited for permission to come. He stayed inside me for a long moment before pulling out slowly. The sensation, coupled with the slow drip of his cum sliding out of me, made me gasp. His knees pushed me open wider, and two fingers trailed over my crease. I didn’t need to see to know he was collecting what cum had escaped.

He pushed it back inside my hole as his free hand found my dick. Just the light touch on my sensitive shaft had me bucking up against him. He fucked his fingers into me, driving in deep, while he stroked me in tandem.

“Come for me, little wolf,” Rhodes ordered. As he said it, his fingers brushed against my prostate.

The world shattered as I came without a sound. Every muscle in my body seized at once, and I forgot how to breathe. My dick pulsed in his hand, sending hot ropes of cum scattering across my chest and stomach in waves that never seemed to end. His fingers kept moving inside me, pressing hard against that spot over and over. Each brush sent another shudder through me.

A pathetic sound built inside me, and I bit down hard on my lip to keep from making a sound.

His hand slowed on my dick, easing me away from the ledge, even as his fingers remained inside me to ride out the aftershocks. Every small movement made me flinch from the oversensitivity. My nerves were pleasantly raw in a way that had me melting into his sheets.

“Easy, Theo,” Rhodes whispered. His thumb found my lower lip and gently tugged it free from my teeth. The brush of his fingers against my cheek was a comfort I didn’t know I needed. “Breathe for me.”

I gulped down uneven breaths as my body tried to catch up. I was floating and drowning all at the same time. He carefully withdrew his fingers, pulling a little gasp from me. I arched, and his weight shifted over me. He pushed the tie up over my head, and I blinked lazily. His handsome face swam in my vision, his gaze tracking every microexpression on my face.

“You still with me?” he asked softly. I opened my mouth, but no words came out. My mind glitched, still floating in a place I never could quite explain. It wasn’t the first time he’d fucked me thoughtless. “Slow, deep breaths, okay?”

I tried, but all I could manage were unsteady breaths.

“It’s okay,” he said. His fingers brushed away the sweat-damp strands of hair clinging to my forehead. “We’re going to stay right here until you feel a little more centered, and then we’ll finish the shower I started.”

I nodded because it was all I could do as I lay there thoroughly wrecked and covered in cum.

CHAPTER 26

Rhodes

MOM: You give your brother a big, good luck hug from me.

I’m his coach.

MOM: You’re his brother.

Tonight, I’m his coach.

MOM: And his brother.

Mom, I can’t go around hugging my players.