Page 24 of Wild Stars (Rock His World #2)

CHAPTER 24

Matty

I’ve never felt so exposed in all my life.

Dare kisses me with a passion that could be described as nothing short of a supernova.

“I want you, ” I whisper, needing him to understand the depth of my submission. I settle my hand over his chest over his stitched up heart.

For the briefest moment, there is a pause, and I think he’s going to safeword out.

That this, that I am too much for him.

That I’ve just scared the shit out of him.

He sucks in a deep breath, flashing his gaze up at me from beneath his dark lashes.

“I want...” He pauses, biting his bottom lip. “To see you naked, on that bed with your cock wet and ready for me.” Then he whispers, “Sir.”

I can’t help the grin that spreads on my face as he starts to ramble.

“Or, like, wait... if you’re, like, my submissive... do you prefer slut? Whore? Is there some other term I should know that?—”

I waste no time removing my clothes, keeping my gaze trained on him as I find my way to the bed.

I watch as his eyes widen, and he grabs himself while he stares at me the same way he did at Saint & Sinner when he was on that stage.

Like I am everything he’s ever wanted.

The feeling is mutual, sir.

Dare shimmies out of his sweatpants as he comes to stand at the edge of the bed.

“I want to watch you come,” he says, the familiar aura of dominance surfacing in him once more. “Like a... like a good little cockslut. ”

I smirk, because watching him explore this side of himself, like this... comfortable, confident... it’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.

His cock springs free as he takes it in his hand, slowly stroking.

I slowly start to pull and stroke my cock, spreading my precum as it beads at the tip. My voice is clear as a bell when I say, “Yes, sir.”

Dare grins, kneeling on the bed, and it dips from his weight, making me slink a little further down.

My gaze is fixed on his cock, and I can’t help but think about how good it would feel buried to the hilt inside of me.

It’s been a long time since I let anyone fuck me, but the reality that I want Dare to do so is as monumental as my confession.

This man who kills me, who tears me apart only to stitch me back together again.

My wild star.

We blur together like stars in the sky.

Dare looms over me once more, taking my lips with his as he thrusts his cock against mine.

I wrap my legs around his hips, pulling him closer.

“Is this what you want, Matty?” he growls, thrusting his cock against mine as he torments my entrance with the edge of his thumb again.

I will not come this easily, this soon.

I have trained for this!

“Maybe,” I breathe.

The intrusion of his finger is startling, but it feels good. But it’s not enough.

“Tell me what you want,” he says, sliding another finger in to stretch me, and I know this isn’t just love.

It’s punishment.

A deep groan escapes my lips as I submit to his whim.

He brings me to the edge, not once, not twice, but four times before I am so wound up, I think I may actually spontaneously combust.

“Ready to tap out yet, Matty?” he taunts me.

“No, sir.” I huff in frustration. “I can take it.”

Dare grunts, “You think you can take me, huh?” He removes his fingers, sliding between my legs in one swift motion.

The moment his tongue laps at me, I cry out.

“Yes,” I grunt.

“I want to hear you say it,” he says, tormenting me.

And for the first time in a long time, I don’t feel scared of the words. I am emboldened by them.

“I want you to fuck me until I come all over you. Sir,” I say with the utmost confidence.

“Oh, fuck me,” Dare curses as he kisses me, before reaching to the nightstand table.

“You’re not ready yet, baby,” I remind him, breaking character, if only for a moment.

Dare shakes his head, his gaze full of fire as I watch him squirt a hefty amount of lube into his hand, watching as he smoothes it over his thickness.

“Mhmm. We’ll see who’s ready.” He smirks, his tone full of that bratty attitude I favor so much as he angles himself over me once more.

The weight of him against me is heavenly, and I find myself getting lost in the galaxy within his eyes.

A couple slow pumps of his fingers bring me back to the here and now as he looks at me with glistening eyes.

“Are you sure?” he asks, softly, breaking character.

I think maybe he’s going to tap out.

I nod. “Yes, sir. I’m sure.”

The moment our bodies connect, it’s astronomical.

Nothing, and no one has ever felt this good.

Dare inches himself in, the movement torturously slow, and I think I’m not the only one in danger of losing control.

I hook my legs around his hips, pulling him closer, finding his lips with my own.

All the chaos dies as we find our rhythm together.

The chase is maddening, but the love...

The love I feel from the way he kisses me, touches me, his slow, relaxed thrusts... that love buries itself within me, until it is all I know.

“Come for me,” Dare whispers against my lips hungrily. “Please.”

The desperation in his voice is my undoing.

I grin wickedly as I slide my hand between us, finding his wet, warm cock. The tides shift between us once more.

“Come with me,” I whisper as I lose control, kissing him with all that I am.

Dare groans into my mouth, and then I feel him in every part of my being.

And as we both reach the heavens together, like perfectly aligned satellites, I realize I am finally home.