Chapter Five
ALEX
The time for talking had ended. Later, we could hash out the details of what Ryder would say to his parents and what role I’d play tomorrow night.
Would I keep silent next to him, a sentinel of moral support, or take a more active position and voice my opinion?
Whatever backing he needed from me, I’d be there to provide.
Later.
Now, I’d be providing the reconnection we both needed in the form of skin-on-skin contact, filthy words, and mind-melting orgasms.
I captured his bottom lip between my teeth, giving a seductive tug that had him moaning. He chased my lips until my head hit the window, and our mouths fused in a hungry kiss that grew hotter and more aggressive by the second.
“Jesus,” he mumbled before crashing his mouth to mine after a quick hit of oxygen. As his tongue invaded my mouth, I fought with the clasp and zipper hiding his cock from me.
Ryder’s lips curved as he chuckled. I stole the sound, swallowed it down, and kept it all for myself.
Finally, I got the damn metal hook on his expensive suit pants open.
The second I slid the zipper down, I dove my hand into his tight briefs, curling my fingers around his hard-as-steel shaft with a firm grip.
I didn’t go easy on him, tugging his dick with the sure, hard strokes I knew he loved. He jerked against me, dislodging our kiss.
“God, yes, Alex. Touch me.” Already his lips were swollen and his eyes heavy-lidded with lust and need.
I jerked him for a few minutes, watching every pleasured reaction cross his face.
“More,” he said, panting. “I need more. I need your hands all the fuck over me.”
“Then I guess you’d better get that fancy suit jacket off before I rip it to shreds.”
His breath caught, and he hesitated as though considering allowing me to rip his five-thousand-dollar suit from his body.
I laughed. Damn, it felt good to be here with him again, laughing, touching, and smiling. “I’m not destroying your suit.”
His eyes sparkled with a playfulness I’d missed more than I’d miss a limb. “Well, you’re no fun.”
I arched an eyebrow. “You sure about that?”
Ryder blinked. “Christ, it’s so fucking sexy when you give me that look. Bossiness, intolerance, and I’m-going-to-fuck-your-brains-out all rolled up in one glare.” He shivered. “Makes my cock leak like crazy every damn time.”
“You’re fucking insane,” I said, shaking my head, but I couldn’t keep the stern face. What could I say? Ryder made me smile more than anyone else. “Get the damn suit off.”
He tried to wriggle out of the garments while straddling my legs and attempting to kiss me, but he eventually tumbled off with a laugh.
“Well, that failed.”
Laughing together, we lifted our hips to wrestle our bottoms off—perfectly pressed suit slacks for him and six-year-old basketball shorts for me. Before I took them off, I removed the lube I’d shoved in my pocket and set it on the carpet next to me. We’d be needing that very soon.
I was naked within seconds, having only to rid myself of my boxer briefs and T-shirt once I had the shorts off.
Ryder had on a jacket, a tie, a button-up, and an undershirt, not that I was complaining.
Anytime I got the chance to sit back and watch him strip was a treat I couldn’t resist. As I enjoyed the show of him shedding his clothes, I fisted my cock and lightly stroked myself.
Once naked, Ryder turned his attention to me. The gleam in his eyes became wicked when he caught me touching myself. “Impatient.” He shifted onto all fours and crawled up my extended legs, stopping when his lips hovered right over my cock. “Look at all that precum. You want me or something?”
“You have no fucking idea how much I want you.” My voice dropped low and rumbled out the way it often did when I was highly turned on. I couldn’t control it, but Ryder loved it, so I was beyond thrilled to get all growly for him.
His gaze met mine, serious and hot. “Yeah. Yeah, I do, baby, because I want you just as much.” Then he lowered his lips over my cock, sucking on the head and using his tongue to gather all the sticky goodness he was responsible for.
“Fuck, I love your mouth.” Ryder hummed his appreciation of the praise as he worked his lips lower in a slow glide he knew drove me out of my mind.
I fought to keep my eyes open as he spent the next few minutes making me see stars and unicorns.
“You love it, too, don’t you? You love sucking my cock, feeling it stretch your lips wide and tunnel to the back of your throat.
You even love gagging on it, don’t you?”
He swallowed, making me shout a curse before lifting his head. Lust-drunk eyes met my gaze. Ryder was one of the best-looking men in the world, but he never looked better than he did all disheveled from a face fucking. “You’re dirty tonight,” he said with a shiny smirk.
“I want you.”
It was that simple.
Ryder wasn’t nearly as skilled at hiding his feelings as I was. His gaze softened, and I saw the emotion he was too fearful and maybe too stubborn to say out loud. He crawled the rest of the way until he straddled my lap again. “Please fuck me now, Alex,” he whispered.
Part of me wanted to play for a while longer. To edge him and drive him out of his mind for hours until he begged me to let him come. I had this urge to imprint myself on him and in him on a cellular level. To become so deep a part of him, neither of us would ever doubt this connection again.
But, after weeks of missing and wanting him, I didn’t have the patience for anything but the feel of his tight ass clenching around me. I grabbed our preferred brand of lube and flicked open the cap.
“Yesss.” Ryder’s eyes glazed over. “How have I survived without this every day over the past few weeks? I’m so sorry I’ve neglected you. Neglected us.”
I shook my head as I squeezed the cool gel onto my fingers. Ryder’s eyes went to them, watching as I rubbed circles, warming my fingertips. “No more apologies. The universe tried to get between us, but it failed. We’re stronger than whatever it throws at us.”
Ryder shifted to a taller kneel, grabbed my hand, and guided it around to his ass. “I love that,” he whispered.
I love you.
Soon. I’d build the courage to tell him soon.
Ryder practically purred as I delved my slick fingers down the cleft parting his ass cheeks.
His eyes fell shut as my seeking fingers found his hole.
I probed, spending a few seconds playing with the taut skin and circling my thumb.
Then I slid a finger into him, and bliss radiated from his face.
He rocked his hips, encouraging me to move my finger.
I gently added a second and began to loosen him up for me, scissoring my fingers and working him open.
He opened his eyes, dark with need and slightly unfocused. “Just a little more.”
“You sure? I don’t want to hurt you.” I’d rather tear off my skin than cause him an ounce of discomfort.
His grin grew wicked. “I want to feel it burn.”
Then he kissed me as I fingered his perfect ass.
Our tongues tangled and danced. Ryder rocked his hips, rubbing his trapped cock all over my abs and leaving a mess of precum on my skin. Later, I knew he’d love to lick it up and share it with me in a molten kiss.
As we devoured each other, I aimed straight for Ryder’s prostate.
In the months we’d been together, I’d had my fingers buried in him more times than I could count.
I knew his body and how it would react almost as well as I knew my own.
I knew the second my fingers grazed his P-spot he’d buck and shout.
Just as he did.
“Fuck yes,” he cried as his body jerked against me.
My lips curved against his.
“Don’t get smug,” he muttered against my mouth.
“Why not?” I chuckled. “You know how good I am. I can turn you inside out. Don’t I deserve to be a little smug?”
Neither of us wanted to separate long enough to speak, so we kept our lips close enough to brush with each word.
He grunted a laugh. “And you call me arrogant.”
Oh, he was arrogant as hell, but not without the skills, brains, and cash to back up his healthy ego.
I pegged his prostate again to knock him down a few rungs.
“Christ. Enough. If you make me come before I get a proper fucking, I’m throwing out your favorite coffee.”
“You wouldn’t dare,” I said with mock fury. But I eased my fingers out of him—okay, after one final jab to his P-spot. What could I say? I loved to watch him squirm.
“Alexxx…”
His flushed cheeks and pleading eyes got me every time. There wasn’t anything in the world I’d deny this man when he begged so sweetly. Especially not my cock, which was hard as a damn spike and dripping as much as Ryder’s.
My name on his lips rocketed my desire through the stratosphere. I grabbed the lube, blindly squirting it down between our bodies.
Ryder laughed as I drizzled as much on his cock as my own. “Eager much?”
“Like you can talk.”
“I told you how badly I want your cock in my ass. You have yet to tell me how much you want to be there.” As he spoke, he stroked my dick fully drenching it in lube.
The little shit was fucking with me and having a blast doing it.
I grabbed his ass cheeks in my hands and squeezed hard, yanking him up and directly over my dick.
“This entire city could go up in flames, and I wouldn’t move from this spot.
There is nowhere I’d rather be than with you.
Nothing has ever felt as good or as right as when I’m fucking you. I’d live in this tight ass if I could.”
Ryder visibly swallowed. My words had rattled him. I didn’t always voice my feelings. “T-then what are you waiting for?”
“Nothing.” I lowered him onto my cock, slowly so I didn’t hurt him, but without pausing.
“Yesss,” he hissed as he sank onto my cock. “My missing fucking puzzle piece.”
I grunted as the pressure of his ass threatened to make me explode before I bottomed out.