Chapter 13

He flashed Rick a smile as he began to strip. “Not that I don’t appreciate it, but the fact that you have enough focus to even think about not ruining my suit means you aren’t nearly as worked up as I want you to be.”

Rick toed off his shoes, his hands working furiously at opening his worn leather belt. “Oh, I’m worked up. I just know that’s what’s important to you.” He grinned and shoved his pants down, using the weight of his belt to help them crumple to a mass on the floor. “Of course, getting you pissed off so you fuck me harder might’ve been a good idea, too.”