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CHAPTER 4

REY

My softening dick slid out between Wild’s swollen lips. I couldn’t step back even if I should. But I lost all control when it came to Wild. I was a different man. One who gave into desires I’d never dare give into with his mother. But Wild was like his name, wild, uninhibited, and he brought that out in me.

I wiped the tip of my cock along his spit-soaked lips, leaving a trail and cum and saliva in its wake. Wild’s eyes widened, and he moaned as he licked his lips, savoring it.

I finally pulled back and released him. His head dropped, and he was breathing heavily, his shoulders moving rapidly as he tried to get control of himself. Over the last few months, I lost count of the amount of times I’d watched Wild in this exact position. Okay, he wasn’t usually kneeling on the side of the road but close enough. My boy loved sex. It wasn’t really a secret. Especially for me since I tracked his every move. Still, it wasn’t until recently that I decided that I could be the one who satisfied Wild the way he needed. The only one.

Once I was functioning enough to focus, I squatted in front of Wild and gently tipped his chin up so I could see his face. He was a mess. His cheeks were puffy and stained with tears. His eyes were swollen too, and if I’d be able to see them clearer, they were probably bloodshot. His hair was sticking up in all different directions and matted with sweat and dirt. It was enough for my dick to notice. Not that I could get hard again, but it certainly took interest.

I carefully helped Wild to his feet and noticed the wet stain in between his legs.

I blinked, trying to process what had happened. “Did you cum, princess?”

“So what?” he snapped, “Rough sex turns me on. You know that, don’t you?”

My hand was at his throat, squeezing before I even realized. What was it about Wild that was bringing out this side of me all the sudden? He’d always been a bit of a brat, but I used to think it was cute. Now, I was torn between fucking him and choking him every time he spoke. Wild didn’t move. He didn’t fight my grip. If anything, he tilted his head back, giving me more access.

My free hand slid under his pants. Wild hissed when I squeezed his sensitive cock. I ran my fingers through as much of the mess as I could, enjoying the tiny whimpers of pleasure. I brought my fingers to his lips. “Suck.”

Wild didn’t hesitate. Those puffy lips wrapped around my fingers, and he put as much effort into the motion as if it was my cock. My boy really was a cock slut.

“You’re mine now, princess. No one else. You need something to fill your slutty little holes, you come to me, understand?”

Wild glared, but I could see the interest in his eyes. He wanted that.

His tongue darted out, and he licked my fingers that were still resting against his lips again. “We’ll see.”

Fucking A. My hand tightened around his throat. I didn’t miss the smirk. Fucker. He was toying with me.

“Let’s go. In the fucking car. I got plans for you.” I released his throat, opened the car, and shoved him inside. I ignored his cursing and slammed the door shut.

Once the boy was inside, with the car locked so there was no chance of him running again, I took another minute to get my shit together. I couldn’t think clearly around Wild. I couldn’t think at all. I needed a cigarette.

I rested my ass against the trunk and took my time with my smoke. Wild was going…well wild in the car, screaming, throwing himself around, kicking the dashboard. He was lucky it was the middle of the night and this road was completely deserted. If someone had driven by, they would’ve thought he was being kidnapped, for real.

What was I doing? Wild already admitted to wanting to be with me, so did I really have to go through with this whole charade? I was tired. As much as I was enjoying myself, a small part of me that wanted to call this whole thing off, take my boy to the hotel I booked, and cuddle and fuck him slowly all night.

But then the car shook from the force of Wild’s movements. “Fuck you, Reyes Padilla, you perverted fucking creep! I’m gonna tell everyone how crazy you fucking are! You sick fuck!”

I closed my eyes. No, I had to do this. As soft as Wild could be, this was part of him too. He needed this outlet. It was why he was so reckless with his sex life. He was always craving the danger, this hole inside of him that all those little fuck boys would never be able to satisfy. I told him that it ended today, but it was up to me to prove to him I could handle it. As much as I’d always supported him when he wanted to paint his nails or audition for the local musical, I’d support him in this. I loved all sides of Wilder, and it was time to prove it.

We had to get going. I wasn’t lying when I said I was tired as fuck, and the night was far from over. I put out my smoke and pushed away from the car. But before going to the driver’s seat, I took a few items out of the trunk. I had a feeling my boy was going to need a some help to behave.

Smiling to myself, I slammed the trunk closed and got in the car. My ass barely touched the seat when something wet hit my cheek. Had the little shit spat on me? Whirling on him, I wiped my fingers through it, and yeah, he’d fucking did.

In the light of the car, I could see Wild’s hazel eyes better. They were full of challenge and arousal. I wiped my fingers in his hair, fighting to keep calm.

“Bad boys need to be punished,” I told him easily and then showed him the items I had grabbed out of the trunk.

Wild’s eyes widened when they fell on the ball gag. “What the hell do you think you’re doing with that thing, Rey? You’re out of your mind if you think you’re gonna use that on me, you crazy fuck—” I didn’t let him finish his sentence before I shoved the gag into his mouth.

Oh hell, if looks could kill. But he was full of crap. Despite shooting all over himself just a few minutes ago, he was already starting to get hard again. He loved this shit.

I fisted his hair and pushed him down over the middle console, so his face was buried in my crotch while I tightened and strapped the gag around his face.

The minx took advantage of his position and started to nuzzle and rub against my cock. I knew what he was doing, but it wasn’t going to work. I wouldn’t be distracted.

“Enough.” I pulled him back by his hair, causing Wild to screech. He tugged violently at his restraints. I was going to have to get them off soon. I didn’t want him to hurt himself. I should have brought regular cuffs with me. But he’d have to deal a little longer. I half expected Wild to try and drive us off the road if he had his hands free.

“Be a good boy and sit still. Daddy has to drive for a while.” I shoved him into the seat and leaned over so I could buckle his seatbelt.

Just because Wild was gagged didn’t mean he was quiet. Oh no, my boy had opinions, and he was doing his best to make them clear. Of course I had no idea what he was saying, but I didn’t need to in order to get the gist. Wild was cursing me out and likely threatening bodily harm. I grinned. My life was never going to be boring, was it?

With a new burst of energy, I chuckled quietly to myself and finally drove off.