Page 14 of His Playmate
“Oh … scary,” Diego said, grinning. It felt good to have a bit of control over Wolf by getting such reactions out of him. This was the most emotion Wolf had shown since Diego had been brought to his house, and it was thrilling.
Wolf grabbed Diego by the hair and threw him to the bed, pinning him by the back of his neck. Diego flipped on his back and kicked at Wolf, slamming a foot into his chest.
Wolf got between Diego’s legs and wrapped his hands tight around his neck. Diego choked and grabbed Wolf’s wrists, digging blunt nails into his skin. He squeezed his thighs against Wolf, trapping him.
Diego nudged a knee between Wolf’s legs and rubbed at his crotch. He chuckled, dark spots appearing in his vision. If Wolf continued choking him, he’d pass out, but Diego wanted to be conscious for this. “You’re hard,” he said, rubbing harder. “Does this turn you on?”
Wolf let go of Diego’s neck only to slap him hard across the cheek, leaving searing heat in its wake. “You’re the slut that came on to me.”
Breathing hard, Diego lay his head on the pillow and let Wolf yank his underwear off. “You’re so hot when you’re angry,” Diego said, smirking. It was so satisfying to rile up Wolf, even if it meant getting manhandled by him.
Wolf forced Diego’s legs apart and pressed a knee into his inner thigh to keep him open. He thrust two fingers knuckle deep into Diego, curling the digits inside of him. Diego fisted the nape of Wolf’s hair and smashed their mouths together. This time, Wolf kissed him back. Wolf took his fingers out and removed his own slacks and briefs.
When the head of Wolf’s cock nudged against his ass, Diego dug his nails into Wolf’s chest, making him pause. “Lube. You’re not fucking me dry.”
Wolf pulled back and took out the bottle of lubricant from the bedside drawer. He poured a generous amount in his hand and stroked himself before pushing slowly into Diego.
With a shaky breath, Diego watched as Wolf sunk deep into him. Wolf was thick and long, stretching Diego open and filling him completely. It had been a while since Diego had bottomed, and at first it felt like his body wanted to resist. Pain swept through him, and he broke out in a sweat, but Diego didn’t want Wolf to stop. The pressure seemed to increase the longer Wolf stayed still. It felt like Wolf was taking his time on purpose to tease him, and Diego wiggled his lower body from impatience.
Holding Diego’s waist with both hands to still him, Wolf drew back smooth and fast, making Diego tremble. When Wolf slammed deep into him, Diego groaned and closed his eyes. Tipping his head back into the pillow, Diego shoved a hand against Wolf’s thigh out of reflex. Their skin slapped together with each thrust, Wolf’s movements slow and torturous. It seemed impossible that they were fighting just a moment ago. This felt so intimate, like they had always been lovers. Wolf was being careful now. Diego felt like Wolf didn’t want to hurt him but wanted to bring him bliss instead.
“Fuck,” Diego said, his body hot and sensitive. He gripped Wolf’s muscular arms and closed his eyes, the pleasure building inside of him. “Come on, faster.”
When Wolf pressed a hand over his mouth, Diego wrapped his fingers around Wolf’s wrist. They made eye contact, and Diego couldn’t look away.
“Is this how you want it?” Wolf asked. He kept his gaze on Diego as he increased his pace, now pounding into him. Diego furrowed his brows. He wanted to tell Wolf to shut up, but everything felt too good to risk spoiling Wolf’s sweet rhythm. Wolf’s palm muffled Diego’s moans, and his breathing quickened from the stimulation. His body vibrated from excitement, and he was getting so close to releasing it was all he could focus on.
Wolf removed his hand, and his lips brushed against Diego’s, but he didn’t kiss him. A spark shot through Diego’s stomach. Even when Wolf was deep inside of him, he teased Diego. Wolf pulled back with a smirk, and Diego flushed, heat creeping from his face to his neck.
Wrapping a hand around his own throbbing arousal, Diego moved firm and fast, matching Wolf’s pace. His hold tightened, and he ejaculated with a guttural moan, semen spurting over his abs and chest.
Panting, Diego watched as Wolf slammed into him one more time before he felt warmth fill him. Wolf only took a moment to rest before he pulled out and lay beside him.
It was quiet for a while. Diego stared at the ceiling as he caught his breath, Wolf’s seed seeping out of him. Drained of energy, all he wanted to do was sleep. But he didn’t want Wolf’s company. “I’m not sharing the bed with you,” Diego said.
Without a word, Wolf got off the mattress. He put on his underwear and fixed his slacks. Wolf looked at Diego one last time before leaving the bedroom. As before, Diego couldn’t tell how Wolf was feeling.
Diego turned on his side and glared at the door. He had gotten what he wanted, and Wolf had beengood. If Wolf had stayed, Diego would have wanted more of him. Except Diego didn’t want to admit how much he had enjoyed having sex with the yakuza boss because it felt like defeat. With a heavy sigh, he got up and went to the bathroom. No matter how tired he was, Diego needed a shower.
CHAPTERFIVE
Wrappedlike a cocoon in Egyptian cotton, Diego slept long and hard. He squinted at the morning sun streaming into the bedroom and pulled the blanket over his head.
He had slept with Wolf, and now all Diego wanted to do was get out of there. No matter how good it had felt to have Wolf inside of him, Diego didn’t want to think about how he had enjoyed having sex with Wolf.
Head pounding, Diego opened his eyes and sighed. Wolf consumed his mind. Remembering what they’d done the night before threatened to make Diego hard again. Staying there was only making it worse. Diego sat up when the door opened.
Rex walked in carrying a tray with breakfast and a packet of pills. He wore a black suit; his white cuffs were stained with droplets of dried blood.
“Where’s Wolf?” Diego asked.
“Busy,” Rex said as he placed the tray on the bedside table.
Diego crawled towards the tray. He popped two painkillers out of the safety foil and swallowed them down with water. He left his bare thigh sticking out of the blanket; he was testing Rex. He wondered if he might be able to get out of there with Rex’s help. So far, Rex hadn’t shown any interest. “Busy doing what?” Diego asked.
“Working.”
“Wolf is always working,” Diego said.
