Wild Thoughts (Depraved Desires #1)

Entering my room, Ash is laying on my bed, waiting. I spin to shut the door, getting one last glance at her as she licks my juices from her lips.

We will get her soon enough. We just need to take the choice away from her.

Chapter seven

Boyfriends

Riley

I cannot believe what I walked into or how badly I wanted to join in. I’m so fucking wet, and God, she tastes so fucking good. I slowly swipe my finger across my lips savoring her flavor when another knock pulls me from my thoughts of what they were doing to each other; what they could be doing to me.

Opening the door, I sigh when I see Jake leaning against the frame with a smirk on his face. I just want to roll my eyes and slam the door in his smug little face. Why the fuck is he here so early?

“I got out of my meeting early and figured I’d pop over and see how my favorite girl is doing,” he says, stepping into my space, grabbing my hips and pressing his hard dick into my stomach. That’s why. He needs a fucking release. Well, same here pal, and you’re not the person to give it to me. He leans down and kisses my neck as he pushes me further into the room, shutting the door behind him.

“Well, this is certainly a surprise. I wasn’t expecting you for a few more hours, if at all.” I reply, placing my hands on his chest. He laughs, lifting my chin to look at him.

“I missed you, Dollface.” He smiles, kissing my cheek as the sound of moans echo down the hall.

“I knew I heard moaning outside your door,” he says looking down the hallway.

“You want to join them?” I say with an arched brow as his eyes go wide.

“Really?” He asks, and I nod. If Asher wants to run his mouth, I got something for his ass.

“Would you let them touch me while you watch?” I ask, tilting my head.

“Wait, you’re serious? You want to just walk in there and join them? Who’s even in there?” He asks incredulously.

“Peyton and Asher,” I reply, and a look of disgust riddles his face.

“Gross, aren’t they siblings?” He retorts, and I roll my eyes.

“Step-siblings. What’s the big deal?” I ask. He takes a step back and shakes his head.

“Na, I’ll pass. If this is something you want to do, we can pick another couple. But that one ain’t it,” he says, and I fucking seethe. That’s the couple I fucking want, but of course when I suggest something, he flips the script, making it about him and what he wants.

“But since you got me all wound up, let’s go in your room and be louder than them. My dick is aching for you, Doll. Maybe you can wrap that pretty mouth around it?” He smirks, grabbing my hips and pushing me towards my room. He presses me against the door, sliding his hands underneath my hoodie and up my torso, grabbing a handful of my breasts.

“No bra today? It’s like you knew I was coming for you and exactly what I needed. If I slide my hands down into your leggings, what will I find?” He breathes against my neck, trailing kisses up my jaw.

“No panties and a wet pussy,” I whisper into his ear. He growls. Maybe if I take control of the situation, and ride his cock for a change, maybe I can finally cum. I reach behind me and turn the knob, swinging my door open and stepping back so he can come in. He sits on the bed as I shut the door and remove my hoodie and leggings. His eyes widen at my naked body as I stalk over to him. He removes his shirt, leaning back on his elbows as I unbutton his jeans. Taking out his cock, I lean down and suck him into my mouth, swirling my tongue around his tip, and he groans again. I release him with a pop and stand up, giving him a smirk.

Grabbing onto his shoulder with one hand, I straddle his lap, while lining his cock up with my entrance.

“Ride me, cowgirl,” he growls as I slowly sink down on him. “Holy shit, you’re so wet, Doll. I don’t know how long I’ll last like this,” he admits. Jesus, this guy has no stamina or control. It’s pathetic. I rock my hips, creating the friction I need. My aching clit wants so much more, but this is the best it’s going to get. I roll my hips as he takes a nipple into his mouth, sucking gently and trailing kisses along my flesh.

“You ride my cock so well, Riley baby. I’m so close,” he moans. I throw my head back as I roll my hips, trying to get where I need to be. He grips my sides, letting out a roar as he releases his spunk deep inside me. I stop my movements, frustrated as hell, because all I want to do is cum.

“Damn, baby. Where did this little sex kitten come from? I love how you took control and rode my cock like a pro. We need to do this more often.” He smiles and I kiss his cheek, climbing off his limp cock, but he grabs my arm, stopping my movements.

“Don’t ever ask me to share you again. Do you understand me?” He says in a lethal tone.

“Ouch, you’re hurting me, Jake. Let go!” I say sternly, but he slaps me across the face. My head whips to the side and I automatically hold my cheek.

“You don’t call the shots, Riley. Now go get yourself cleaned up. I’d like a clean pussy for round two,” he orders. What the fuck? I run to the bathroom, slamming the door behind me. Starting the shower, I slide down the wall into the tub. I can’t believe he hit me. I need to end things, but now I’m terrified. What if he does worse?

Standing in the shower feels like the safest place for me, taking me back to the memory of Peyton bringing me to the brink of orgasm before leaving me high and dry. Fuck, I want them so bad, but I need to get rid of Jake. I’m not the type of girl that is going to allow this to continue. I need a fucking plan, and fast.