Page 348 of Ruthless Desires: Vol. Two

When Elliot doesn’t answer, I glance down at the screen. His eyes are fixated on Wren as she arches her back. After a minute of watching her, he licks his lips.

I smirk at my phone even though he can’t see me. This is perfect—a reminder of what he’s missing, and an extra incentive to make sure he gets his ass back here in time for Oliver’s concert. Not that I had any doubts. His cousin may be having a small, family-only wedding—no plus ones or plus threes allowed—but that won’t stop him. He’s leaving right after the ceremony, and he’s pulling all the strings he can to make sure he gets back in time.

“Goddammit, Rhett. I have breakfast with my parents in twenty minutes.”

“You can handle it, pretty boy.”

He lets out an annoyed groan, moving in such a way that I’m pretty sure means he just unbuttoned his pants.

“Oh, absolutely not,” I say. “You’re not coming until you’re back home with us. You’re gonna go through your whole day with this image in your mind, thinking about fucking Wren the way I am, with her tied up and begging for your dick, and you won’t be able to do a single thing about it.”

“Rhett—”

“Don’t eventhinkof touching yourself,” I growl.

“Damn you,” he mutters bitterly. “What the fuck am I supposed to do about this hard on, then?”

“Cold shower? Mental chess?” I shrug. “Whatever works for you.”

“Asshole,” he grumbles.

I rub Wren’s clit with my thumb, making her cry out, and Elliot swears loudly. However annoyed he may be, I love playing with him like this, and I know he loves it, too.

“I see you found my present,” Oliver says cheerfully from behind me. A moment later, his fingers are trailing up my back. “Such a greedy girl, isn’t she, needing both our dicks?”

“You’re one to talk.”

He snickers. “Was hoping this would happen. Oh! And we’ve got Ell, too. Morning.”

I flip the camera around so it’s facing me and then pull Oliver in for a long, greedy kiss. His tongue slides against mine as I yank him into my body, pausing while I’m deep inside Wren.

“I’m gonna kill you,” Elliot says darkly.

We ignore him.

When Oliver pulls away, I bury my face in his neck and inhale deeply. His skin is soft, and he smells good—freshly showered and lotioned. I press a kiss to his throat before pulling away and turning my attention back to Wren.

“Rhett,” she whimpers. “I was so close.”

“I’ll get you there, sweetheart.” My hand grazes her hip before moving back to her clit, and I start moving inside her again. “Don’t you worry.”

Her eyes flutter closed, and she tightens around me when I hit that extra-sensitive spot inside her. It sends a burst of pride through me, knowing I’m the one making her feel this way. It’smycock she’ll come on,myname she’ll cry when I finally push her over the edge.

With my free hand, I flip the camera again so Elliot can watch Wren. She’s writhing underneath my touch, and it barely takes me a minute to get her worked up and teetering on the edge again. When she falls, she screams my name, bucking her hips.

I lighten my touch on her clit, and the tension floods from her body. But I don’t stop fucking her. I’m close, and the moan that falls from my lips has Wren’s attention snapping to my face.

“Come in her mouth,” Elliot says, his voice laced with desperation. “God, Rhett, come in her mouth and let me watch.Please.”

Really, it’s the least I can do, considering what I’m putting him through today. Not that it’ll help him in the long run. It’ll just be one more mental image that he’ll torture himself with all day.

Grabbing Wren, I pull her off the table and help her settle onto the floor. She sticks out her tongue immediately, craning upward as I stroke my cock in front of her face. Elliot swears again, and the tightness in his voice finally does me in.

“Wren,” I choke out as my cum falls onto her tongue. A wave of pleasure crashes over me, and my thoughts go blank for a few seconds before returning to normal.

Once I’ve finished, Wren licks at the underside of my cock, sending electricity zapping through me. Fuck, fuck,fuckshe feels amazing. Gently, she takes the head of my dick into her mouth, lightly sucking the last bit of cum out.

“Jesus,Wren, fuck.” My voice shakes as I grab onto the table for support. When she releases me, I let out a breath. The sensations were too much, even if I somehow still want more.