“And? What’s the verdict? Do you like swallowing cum?”
He scrunches his nose and giggles. “I like swallowing yours. I like how dirty you talk and…” He pauses as his cheeks turn bright pink.
“What?” I brush his hair off his forehead. “You can tell me.”
“The way you said I was good for you.” Rue swallows hard. “I really liked it. No one’s ever said I was good at anything.”
Ah. He enjoys a bit of praise. I can handle that. “You were good. You looked absolutely stunning with my cock in your pretty mouth and you did well.” Brushing my thumb across his chin, I add, “You were awesome.”
“Thank you.”
I chuckle softly. “The pleasure is mine. By the way, we can do anything you want.”
“Yeah? We can do it again?”
“Absolutely.”
He chews on his bottom lip, holding my gaze. “You’d fuck me?”
Shit. My cock immediately swells again. How does he ask for something so sexy with such innocence in his voice?
“If that’s what you want.”
Rue nods happily. “More than anything.”
“We’ll get there.”
His smile drops. “Before you send me away.”
I pull my head back slightly. “I’m not sending you away.”
“At some point you will. It’s not like we’re boyfriends, or even dating. I know what this is.”
“Oh? Could you tell me?”
Rue rolls his eyes. “A hookup. An extended one because of the circumstances. I won’t be weird or clingy just because I lost my virginity to you. I wanted to lose it.” His features soften as he cuddles up next to me again. “Can I sleep in here though?”
“Of course.” I kiss the top of his head. Like I’d be an asshole and send him back to his own room after what we shared.
“Thanks.”
I stroke his hair, my thoughts shifting to a solution. I don’t want Rue to leave anytime soon, but I also don’t want Leon out there doing whatever the fuck he does and potentially finding someone else to hurt.
That’s when I remember the phone. We turned it off, but now I wonder if Leon has made any attempt to contact Rue. Once I hear his soft rhythmic breaths, I scoot out of bed and retrieve the phone from the top of my dresser.
I power it up and wait. Seconds later, the notifications flow in. There are hundreds of missed calls, voice messages, and texts. I swipe the text app open and spend several minutes reading the increasingly threatening messages. They start with concern, asking where Rue is, if he knows who has him, but they quickly escalate to demands and rage.
This guy is unhinged. He has no idea if Rue is in danger and yet resorts to accusations and threats almost immediately. I listen to the voice messages next. I don’t know what he sounds like normally, but the man’s voice on these messages is slurred and belligerent. Then another man leaves a message.
“Rue, this is No Neck. Can you just let me know if you’re okay? Are you hurt? Do you know where you are? We can come get you. Leon is losing his shit with worry. Shit. You probably don’t have access to your phone. If you get this, even if you can just send a text, let us know. We don’t know who has you and Leon has been going around causing trouble. He shot Shady Rick in the foot, man. Just contact us if you can. Bye.”
Whoever No Neck is, he seems to be more levelheaded than Leon. I listen to several more messages from Leon before I get to one that makes my blood boil.
“Listen, you little shit. If you think for one second I’m just gonna walk away from my investment you’re fucking wrong. I’m not done with you, and if you don’t call me I’m going to hunt you down and make you so sorry you ever thought you could leave me.”
He wants a phone call? I’ll fucking give him one. But first, a visit to Whisper. I creep out of the bedroom and make my way down the hall to Whisper’s, tapping softly on the door when I get there. He’s probably awake. He almost always is.
“Enter.”