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“Wait.” Ricki tried again, tightening the grip of her thighs and using her arms around my shoulders for leverage as she worked desperately to maintain her position. “Just fuckin’ wait, Asher.”
“You want what I got, baby, all you gotta do is give me what I need.”
I could see the war in her mind, the way she weighed her pride against her needy little pussy, but I was a patient man. I could easily wait her out.
Even if I felt like my dick was ready to explode while I did it.
Finally, after letting out a defeated sigh, Ricki narrowed her eyes at me again.
“Fine,” she growled, her voice quiet. “It’s yours.”
“Sorry, baby. What was that? I can’t hear you.”
“I said it’s yours, you asshole.”
“What’s mine?” I asked, moving my body against hers again just long enough to make her groan before I stepped back once more.
“I really hate you right now, Asher Dunn,” she snarled, but I only laughed again.
“I bet you do, Betty, but I still got something you want, and there is only one way to get it, so try again.”
Letting out an exasperated sigh, Ricki looked me dead in the eye before she finally said the words I had been waiting to hear.
“I am!” she practically shouted, her face flushing all over again. “I’m yours. I belong to you. You happy?”
“Exceedingly,” I replied, leaning forward to kiss her again while using one hand to free my dick from my pants. “Now, let’s make sure that everyone else knows it too, alright?” I asked, guiding myself to her wet center and thrusting in hard and fast.
“Fuck!” she howled, eyes closing as she circled her hips frantically. “Yes. Yes!”
Keeping both hands under Ricki’s thighs, I held her tightly, any finesse I may have possibly had completely gone as we fucked like wild animals, our panting breaths mingling as I pressed my forehead to hers.
“You gonna come nice and loud, babe?” I asked, making her eyes pop wide as she stared back at me, lip curled in a snarl.
“I’ll come however the hell I want to come,babe,” she taunted, and I only laughed and upped my pace.
I could see she was trying to fight it; for whatever reason, Ricki seemed to pride herself on not giving in to the explosive chemistry between us. But it wasn’t long before I could feel her muscles tightening around me, and when I leaned in, dragging my beard from her exposed shoulder to her neck, biting down just enough to leave a mark, there was absolutely nothing she could do to stop it.
Ricki came.
Loudly.
Chapter twenty-eight
Ricki
“Hey,girl?Yougotany more cold beers?”
I looked up from the flash I was working on, a sick pair of flaming dice for a dude who’d come by for the party, to see Ernest scowling at me, empty bottle in hand.
“You sure you can handle another, old man?” I teased, watching his bushy eyebrows sink even lower. “It won’t mess with your blood pressure meds or anything, will it.”
The dude in my chair laughed, but turned it into a cough when Ernest turned his scowl on him instead.
“I don’t take no blood pressure medication, girl,” he rumbled, the fake mustache he was sporting dancing with every breath he exhaled.
“No,” came Phil’s gruff voice from behind his own Halloween costume—a pair of glasses with a huge fake nose. “But you sure do need that Viagra stuff, though, don’t ya?”
Ernest sputtered in indignation, and I shuddered at the unfortunate visual that comment forced into my brain, sharing a grimace with dice dude before turning back to my work. It was my fifth and final piece of the evening, and while none of them had been particularly challenging—by design, of course—it had felt good to get a machine back in my hand again.
