Chapter 22
TWENTY-TWO
RYKER
I’d never been prouder in my life. Seeing the love people at the game gave Casey and his friends had had me in tears. Again. Since the bullshit yesterday, I’d been tearing up on and off. I’d come so close to losing the people I loved the most, and it hit me at odd times.
After dropping Wes off at the apartment, I drove to Casey’s house and parked in front of it. In a month, this would be my house too. Casey had moved into the primary bedroom a week ago and was ready for me. I only needed Mom to get a few paychecks under her belt.
I strode toward the front door of the brick home with an overnight bag, light spilling onto the landscaping rocks from the main room’s front window. As I stopped at the door, merry voices leaked through it. The guys must be celebrating their win. I knocked.
The door flew open, and Casey stood there, a beer in his hand. “Babe.” Throwing his arms around my neck, he planted a sloppy kiss on my mouth. “God, it’s good to see you. Come on in.”
I followed him inside, dropped my bag and ran my gaze across all the guys huddled around the kitchen island and dressed for an evening out.
“Want a tequila shot?” Eli held a filled shot glass to me.
“Sure, why not.” I’d only had one beer at the game, since I’d had to drive Wes home.
With a smile tugging my lips, I grasped the glass and poured the liquor down my throat, leaving a burn.
As I slapped the glass on the counter, a warm buzz spread through my body.
“Shit, I needed that.” The last two days had been crazy with emotions.
“Yeah? Have another.” Casey poured me a fresh shot. “I’ve already had two, and we have some alone time in our near future.” He slid the glass toward me.
“I’m happy to hear we’re both on the same page.” Giving Casey a coy grin, I downed the second shot.
“Good thing we’re headed to the gay bar tonight. Then we don’t have to listen to you two moaning and shit in the bedroom.” Malik chortled. In a high-pitched voice, he said, “Oh, Ryker, you’re so big…”
With a snicker, Casey backhanded him and said, “Knock it off. He is, but that’s not the point.”
I lifted my brows. I am? “Okay, let’s go.” Snatching Casey’s hand, I led him toward his bedroom. I couldn’t wait another second.
As soon as we entered his bedroom and shut the door, he was on me, pinning me against the wall with my arms over my head and pressing his swelling dick against my own. “Babe, I need you so fucking bad.” Grabbing my chin, he engulfed my mouth in penetrating kisses, his tongue slipping against mine.
I rocked my hips, seeking friction on my aching dick. With my mouth slanted over his, I met his kisses with needful ones of my own. He was one of the people I almost lost yesterday, but here he was, flesh and blood and giving me all of himself.
Breaking the barrage of kisses, he stepped back and panted. “I couldn’t wait for that.” He dropped to his knees and unfastened my jeans. “And I can’t wait for this.”
After freeing my swollen cock, he plunged his mouth over it, enveloping me in wet heat.
“Oh, fuck.” I leaned against the wall, tipping my head back and gripping his hair as a wave of pleasure crested inside me.
Pumping his mouth, he fisted the base and fluttered his tongue across my crown. With a deep groan, he deep-throated me and swallowed.
As a rough whimper escaped me, my knees buckled, and my balls tightened. My cock pulsed against his tongue, and need soared inside me. If he kept this up, I’d unload right here. “Casey, fuck, stop. Gonna come.”
He pulled off of me with a wet slurp, and his gaze met mine.
“Yeah?” His lips glistened, and he wiped them with the back of his hand.
“That’s so fucking hot.” Rising, he wrapped a hand around my nape and walked me to the bed while placing slow tugs on my dick.
“I want to keep you right there, at the edge.” He pressed kisses and nibbles on my mouth, sucking my lower lip between his teeth. “And then I’ll make love to you.”
As the sluggish stroking of his hand teased me, I fell to the bed on my back. I was a puddle and willing to do anything he wished. “Do it, babe. Make love to me.”
Pulling my jeans and underwear off, his lips quirked into a smirk. “You’re so fucking beautiful, Ryker. You know I’ve thought that from the first moment I saw you, right?”
Had he? And here I hadn’t known what he saw in me. “I don’t know, but I think I know it now.” With warmth engulfing my chest, I watched him undress.
“You'd better know it now.” He motioned for me to sit up, and as I did, he shimmied my shirt off my head and threw it to the floor. “Soon, this room will be ours, and you’ll be next to me every night.” Now naked, he crawled over me and lay on top, between my legs, and propped on his elbows.
As our hot cocks slotted together, my breath caught, and I rolled my hips, rubbing our dicks against each other. “I can’t wait to live with you, Casey.” I swallowed hard. “I’ve never lived with anyone except family and Dylan.”
“Me neither, well, except my buddies.” As his eyes rolled back in his head, he shuddered, matching my pace with his hips. “Fucking hell, you feel good.” Slanting his mouth over mine, he gave me unhurried kisses while brushing his knuckles across my cheek. “How close are you now?”
Was he edging me? “Not as close as before.” I nipped his lower lip, scraping my teeth across it and releasing it.
Rolling slightly to the side, he pulled the lube from his nightstand drawer. “Here, squirt some onto my fingers.”
Taking it from him, I lubed his fingers. What would he do next?
He slipped his hand between us, enclosed his hand around both our cocks and stroked while thrusting his hips. “Oh, fuck yeah. That’s nice.” Biting his lower lip, his darkened gaze met mine, his eyelids hooded.
As my climax roared to the edge, I freed a sharp gasp. Fuck, I had to hold on. “C-close again. Oh…God…” I reared my hips back, attempting to calm the sensation building inside me.
“Yeah?” Brushing his mouth along the column of my neck, he gave me tiny bites and licks, while slowing the pace of his thrusts and hand.
Tingles raced across my skin, and my shoulder pebbled. I turned my head, giving him more access as the tension unwound in my gut. “Yeah, that’s good. You feel so fucking good.” I lost myself in his sharp kisses and relentless strokes.
After a few moments, he shifted and murmured, “So fucking beautiful. My hot mechanic.” He lifted and hovered over me on his knees and straight arms. “Lift your legs.”
Pulling my legs into my armpits, I exposed myself to him, my cock aching. “You don’t need to prep me too much. I want to feel this.” And to be reminded of this night for a few days. “Fuck me hard, Casey.”
“Yeah?” The corner of his lips curled. “That’s not a problem, babe.” He slicked a finger with lube and pressed it into my hole, his dick bobbing between us. “I’m so hard right now it hurts.”
“Me too.” With a lingering kiss, he slipped his finger inside me, found my prostate and rubbed. White-hot pleasure shot through me. With a husky groan, I broke the kiss, and my face tensed.
“Yeah, that’s what I want to see.” He swallowed my moans with kisses as he rubbed my internal spot.
With tension coiling in my gut, I grabbed his arm. I was wound so tight. I might lose it before he got inside me.
“Goddamn, babe. I’ve never seen you so fucking hot for me. I love it.” He nuzzled into my ear and flicked his tongue across the shell. “So fucking hot.” Sliding his finger out, he nudged his cock head against me and pushed inside.
As burning filled me, I bore down. “Fuck yeah, stretch me, babe.” I gritted my teeth as his dick pegged my internal spot and pain changed to pleasure. A shiver raced across my skin, and I hooked my ankles around his hips.
“You okay?” His balls rested against my ass as he pressed soft kisses on my lips.
“Yes, I’m great.” I needed him to move. “You can go now.” I gazed deeply into his green eyes.
“I, uh…” He chuckled and pink bloomed across his cheeks. “I need a moment. You’re really fucking tight.”
“Are you saying you’re about to come?” With a soft grin, I cupped his cheek. “Is my ass that good?”
With a snort and dipping his head, he said, “Yeah, your ass is that good.” As he lowered, he pressed hungry kisses on my lips and slowly rocked his hips, his dick pulsating inside me.
“Fuck…” He rested his cheek against mine.
“I hope the guys left for the bar, because when I blow my load, I might scream.”
“Go ahead. It’s nothing they won’t hear after I move in.” I grabbed his round ass, digging my fingers in and urging him faster. “Come on, babe, show me how much you love me. Give me what I want.”
Lifting his head, he thrust hard and fast, pummeling my hole while placing searing kisses on my mouth, sucking my tongue.
My body rocked with the force of his thrusts, and my balls ached for release. With a sensation building once again, I moaned and writhed under him. Using toys had been amazing, but when it was just him and me, our intense connection made everything better.
Trembling over me, he stopped the kisses and placed his forehead against mine, our panting breaths mingling between us. “I’m close, babe.” He bit his lower lip. “Fuck, gonna come.” Reaching between us, he milked my dick, his thrusts becoming erratic.
As pleasure crested, my balls drew in and my cock pulsated, bursting, as my hot cum painted my chest. I gasped and squirmed with my insides clenching around his dick, hitting my prostate with each rock of his hips. Sparks lit behind my eyes, and I squeezed my legs around his hips.
As his face tensed, his mouth dropped open, and he cried out, the heat of his release filling me again and again.
As it slowed, he fell on me and wrapped his arms around my head, his cheek against my shoulder.
“Holy fuck.” He licked my cum off his hand and fingers. “I told you I was going to scream.”