TW: Explicit MM sex
Reed
Rayne chuckled, low and amused, his breath hot against my cheek as he said, “You always did like to outdo yourself… and I’m the silly one for continuing to indulge you. But we’re not quite done yet.”
Before I could blink, I was flat on my back.
He moved like lightning—flipping me over, knocking the breath out of my lungs, and pinning both my wrists above my head in one iron grip. His cock slid out of me, leaving me achingly empty for a heartbeat, but the look in his eyes told me he had no plans of ending this any time soon.
With his free hand, Rayne ran his palm down my chest, rough and claiming. When he reached my nipple, he pinched it—hard. Sharp pain shot through my chest and I gasped, arching up, grinding uselessly against nothing.
Rayne gave me a cruel little smile. “Your body’s looking way too spotless for how filthy you are.”
I laughed breathlessly, pushing my hips up just to feel something, anything. “Mark me then,” I said, bratty and eager. “I want you
