Chapter 6 Felix #2
Within twenty minutes, the car door was being opened for him, and he was outside Ryder’s apartment building.
They had security on the front desk, and once he gave his name he was told to go straight up in the elevator.
His heart was beating like crazy, unsure what was going to happen.
Every single scenario had been played out in his brain, and they all ended up with orgasms. He would need to work on his self-control.
He stepped off the elevator and when he turned, Ryder was standing at his apartment door smiling at him. He was wearing a tight black T-shirt that stretched across his muscular chest, his beard was shaved close, and he looked sexy as fuck. Those intense brown eyes were focussed on Felix.
Ryder pushed himself off the doorframe he’d been leaning against, and Felix noticed he was wearing gray sweatpants. A noticeable bulge moved, and Felix couldn’t help but shiver.
“Thank you for coming over,” he said, extending his hand.
Felix held out his, and Ryder used it to yank him forward. He smiled at Felix, showing off his perfect teeth. The man was perfection. He bent forward and gently kissed Felix on the cheek. It felt more intimate than if he’d stuck his tongue down his throat.
“I’m pleased to see you didn’t bring the camera. I like that you follow orders.”
Ryder needed to stop speaking like that, or Felix was going to cum in his pants. Felix had no idea what Ryder was into. He’d been fairly vanilla before, although Sam had liked things rough. Felix shuddered, thinking about him.
“Are you okay, Felix?” Ryder looked at him, concerned.
“Yeah, just a random shiver.”
“Let’s get you a warm drink, then. Or did you want something harder?”
Felix couldn’t help but laugh.
“There’s that gorgeous smile again. Do you fancy a hot chocolate?”
Felix nodded and followed Ryder into his kitchen diner, which was vast. The whole place was enormous.
The windows gave magnificent views of the city at night, and with all the Christmas lights everywhere, it had that bit of extra magic to it.
He admired the view while Ryder busied himself in the kitchen.
It was helping to calm his nerves. Why had he come here again?
It was supposed to be about giving back the camera, but Ryder had taken that option off the table.
He needed to stop thinking and just go with whatever happened.
That’s what Laura would say to him if she were here.
The smell of melting chocolate was causing his mouth to keep filling with saliva.
There was a hint of something else fragrant as well.
It was like a blend of ginger, cinnamon, and orange.
It smelled like Christmas. Felix used to love Christmas, but it had lost some of its sparkle thanks to his family.
The buildup was great, with all the buzz and excitement, but the day itself was something he wanted to be over as quickly as possible.
Felix and Laura spent it together, but all they had was pizza.
They couldn’t get takeout on the day as their favourite places were closed, so they usually bought something that required minimal effort for cooking.
“Here you go,” said Ryder, startling him.
“Thank you,” he said, taking the extravagant looking drink, which had whipped cream, marshmallows, and grated chocolate.
Felix took a sip and couldn’t help but moan. It was delicious. The chocolate was of high quality, and he’d added the spices, which gave it that Christmas flavor without taking away the velvet feel of the drink. It was one of the best things he’d ever tasted.
He looked at Ryder, and there was unmistakable heat in his eyes. Felix wanted to look away from the intensity of his stare, but it was like he was locked in place.
“Felix, please, may I kiss you?”
That he was asking permission made Felix feel all gooey.
It took all his restraint not to nod like an eager puppy, but he smiled and nodded permission.
Ryder leaned forward and pressed their lips together.
His soft lips and the bristle of his beard were a delicious mix of sensations.
Ryder didn’t deepen the kiss, which was sweet and frustrating at the same time.
Ryder pulled back with a smile and took Felix’s drink out of his hand.
He put them both down on the kitchen side, and then pulled Felix by the waist towards him.
He looked into his eyes again, and Felix nodded his consent.
Ryder took his mouth again, but this time he used his tongue to get Felix to open for him.
The way he commanded the kiss was making his knees shake and he never wanted this to end.
Their tongues tangled, and Felix was painfully hard.
He rubbed up against Ryder, and couldn’t help but gasp.
Ryder wasn’t just huge, he was gigantic.
There was no way he’d be able to do anything with that.
It would break him in half. Although, what a way to go.
They kept kissing for what felt like hours, but could have only been a few minutes. Once they broke apart, Felix noticed Ryder adjust himself and couldn’t help but smile.
“Sorry. I wasn’t supposed to do that,” said Ryder.
“Oh . . .” said Felix, feeling awkward. “I’m sorry if I did anything . . .” He was unsure how to finish the sentence.
“No, you misunderstand. I wanted to do that. I’d just planned to ask you out on a date first. But then you were here, looking like that, and I couldn’t help myself.”
Felix blushed and looked down at the floor. “I don’t understand.”
“You don’t understand what?”
“Nothing. I’m just overthinking.”
“Tell me, Felix.”
There was something commanding about his tone. He hadn’t raised his voice or anything, yet Felix felt compelled to obey.
“You could have any man . . . or woman that you wanted.”
“Don’t do that.”
“What?”
“Put yourself down. You’re gorgeous, Felix. There’s nothing I’d love more than to drag you off to my cave and spend hours giving you more pleasure than you could ever imagine.”
Oh. My. Fucking. God!
“But I would like to take you out for dinner first.”
Felix looked at his watch. “Bit late for dinner, but okay.”
Ryder chuckled. “I can see I’m going to have my hands full with you.”
“I think it’ll be my hands that are full,” he said without thinking.
Ryder laughed out loud. Felix thought he was going to burst into flames.
He buried his face into Ryder’s chest—his gigantic, solid, muscular chest. He wanted to lick it and bite it, but that would be inappropriate.
Ryder ran his hand down Felix’s back. It was gentle, yet there was a strength to his touch, and it felt like every hair on Felix’s body was standing on end.
“As much as I’m loving this, you wanted to speak to me about something.”
Felix moved his head away, missing the warmth of Ryder’s body immediately.
What would it be like to fall asleep on that chest every night?
Who was he kidding? That was something that would never happen.
Though if Ryder just wanted to fuck him, then why had he asked him out on a date?
There had been pictures on social media of Ryder with hot guys and girls, and here was Felix with his bright red hair, and poor fashion choices.
Thank God for Laura that he even had something decent to wear tonight.
“And this better not be about the camera.”
“I can’t . . . What I’m trying to say is . . . ugh . . . Why is this so hard?”
Ryder snorted, looking down at Felix’s crotch, which showed how turned on he was just being in Ryder’s presence. Felix glanced down and saw Ryder was pitching a tent as well. In fact, it was more like a gazebo. He chuckled at his own joke.
“Something you want to share?”
“Definitely not,” he replied, blushing again.
“Let’s sit down.”
Ryder picked up their hot chocolates, and Felix followed him into the lounge.
It was another large room, with floor-to-ceiling windows, but the way it was lit, the perfectly decorated Christmas tree and the soft furnishings made it feel cozy.
The cream had melted on the hot chocolate, but it was still warm.
They sat in comfortable silence for a moment as they enjoyed their drinks, and Felix was convinced he would have a massive sugar crash after drinking all this delicious sweetness.
“I didn’t think you’d drink things like this with your physique,” said Felix, unable to stop looking at the way Ryder’s arms bulged as he took a sip of his drink.
“Anything is fine in moderation. I only have these on special occasions.”
Felix couldn’t help but smile. He finished his drink, putting it on the coffee table. Ryder was leaning back, looking relaxed and gorgeous, but Felix wasn’t sure how to sit on the sofa.
“What did you think about the camera? Is it the right one?”
“It’s perfect. Exactly what I would buy if I could afford it.”
“Excellent.”
“That’s the point, though.”
“What is?”
“I can’t afford it.”
“It was a gift.”
“Why?”
“Because your camera got damaged through no fault of your own. I believe in your project and want it to be a success. I could help. Why wouldn’t I do that?”
“I dunno. Perhaps because I slapped you across the face and stormed out of here like a drama queen.”
Ryder chuckled. “I kissed you without permission. You had every right to slap me. I’m just glad you didn’t do it again tonight.”
“What if I pay you back for it over time? I don’t have the money right now, but I’ll be able to earn it quickly.”
“If you tried to give me money for that camera, I would be deeply offended at you rejecting my gift. There’s no ulterior motive. I hope we can still go out on our date, but if you want to keep things professional, I’ll respect that.”
“Are you always this charming?”
“No, but you’re different.”
“Why?”
“I don’t know, but I’d like to find out.”
“Okay. I’ll go out on a date with you.”
“What would you like to do?”
“Surprise me.”
Ryder’s face lit up.
“But . . .”
“What?”
“I have two stipulations. First, I don’t want you going over the top to try and impress me. You don’t need to do anything like that. Keep it simple.”
“Okay. What’s the second?”
“Can I still have a goodnight kiss tonight?”
Ryder smiled. “You can have a goodnight kiss and a kiss right now.”
Felix practically climbed into Ryder’s lap, who smiled and gripped him by the ass.
He couldn’t wait to have those giant hands all over his body, but for now he’d settle for those lips.
Ryder cupped his face and pulled him forward.
The kiss was gentle yet full of heat and promise, and Felix melted into it, happy to stay like this all night.