Page 154 of Wanna Play A Game?

“Goddamn, you feel so fucking good. Such a good little whore for Daddy.”

His words make my clit pulse, and I moan.

“Good girl. Buck up into me.”

I can’t help it. He’s hitting me almost right, but not quite there. I shift to try to get the spot.

“I’m going to use this pretty little body to get off, and you’re going to be a good little girl and take it.” Ryder picks up his tempo and moans.

Suddenly, his hand is gone from my throat, and a sharp smack comes to my right nipple.

I scream, electric pain coursing through me. I cover my breasts with my hands.

“Atta girl. There’s that fear again.” Ryder groans again then there’s another electric hit of pain, this time on my clit. I stiffen, waves of pain and pleasure hitting me as my orgasm crashes around me and my pussy clenches around his dick.

Ryder laughs, then stiffens. He yanks out of me, and hot streams of cum hit all over my torso. The hand against my eyes shakes, and then suddenly, it’s gone.

I blink, my eyes blurry.

Ryder moves to the bathroom and I see the scars all over his back. I suck in a breath. It looks like he was whipped.

I hear the shower turn on, and he comes back out shortly, bringing toilet paper. I sit up. He eyes me and wipes the cum off me.

“You should shower.”

I cross my arms, suddenly self-conscious. “Are you saying you’re dirty?”

Ryder waves his hand at me. “Dishes, laundry, that’s what’s wrong with me. Go shower.”

I glare at him but hop out of the bed. Anything to get away from him. That was hot and mind-blowing, and I was supposed to be the one to orchestrate that, but I don’t think I did anything.

When I go to shut the bathroom door, Ryder grabs it.

“What are you doing?”

He pushes in and leans against the doorframe, crossing his arms. “Last time you were in here, you broke my mirror.”

It’s still missing from the wall.

“Are you babysitting me?”

He raises an eyebrow. “Get in the shower.”

He’s clearly going nowhere. I march to the shower and get in, shutting the foggy door behind me. The water is deliciously warm, and I relax in pleasure.

I hear a meow and see Halloweiner has come into the room and is curling around Ryder’s legs. What the absolute fuck? I’ve never seen him love a man as much as he does Ryder.

Ryder’s voice fills the room. “How do I get rid of this cat?”

“I don’t know.”

I turn my face into the stream of water. He lets me shower for a bit, then asks, “Why don’t you like being blindfolded?”

I freeze. Not this again.

“You may as well tell me, Cali. I’m like a dog after a bone. I won’t let you up as easily as my men did.”

I glare at him through the door. “That’s private.”