The buttplug had been a bad idea. Every movement sent an electrifying reminder through Taeryn's ass, the stretch impossible to ignore.
Having Rihan so close, looking so good, smelling so good, was driving him insane. And it was made even worse knowing the remote was tucked snugly in Rihan's pocket.
Focusing on the road was torture, but he forced himself to do it anyway.
They arrived at the building quickly, and Rihan tilted his head, visibly impressed by how tall and imposing it was. He shot Taeryn a sly smile as they walked inside. Taeryn answered with pleading eyes, which only made Rihan's smile widen.
The elevator doors slid shut. Taeryn immediately laced their fingers together, his voice dropping into a breathless plea.
"Please, Detective. Just fuck me here. A quick but slow fuck. Please."
Rihan laughed softly. "I'm not sure that's possible with you, bunny."
