25. Ryan
Ryan
The reality of what we were about to do didn’t hit me until I was in our room at the B & B, staring at the bed.
The one bed.
Dominic came up behind me, his hands smoothing down my arms. “Relax. It’s not going to bite you and neither am I.”
I gestured at the double bed, stacked with frilly pillows and endless throws. I mean, it was July. Were the owners expecting a freak snowstorm that might necessitate all those layers? “It’s just…there’s only one bed.”
Dom smirked against my neck. “You do know that we’ve been sharing the same bed for our whole relationship, right?”
“I know.” I sagged back against him, letting his weight anchor me. “Sorry. Guess I’m just nervous.”
Dominic gently turned me to face him. “We don’t have to do anything tonight, Ryan.”
“But I want to.”
“Me too.” He dropped a kiss on the end of my nose. “But only when you’re ready, Shadow. It won’t be enjoyable for either of us if you’re not.”
I rested my forehead against his. “I am ready, I’m just…nervous.”
“Want me to make you less nervous and more horny?”
I laughed, some of the tension already easing. “The shit that comes out of your mouth sometimes. You have a talent, I swear.”
“How about we see if some of my other talents can relax you?”
A zip of excitement went through me. “Like what?”
Dominic stepped back, his eyes sparkling with amusement. Amusement and desire. “Go shower, Ryan. Thoroughly. Then maybe we’ll find out.”
My cock throbbed as I rushed to follow his orders. That was where the rushing stopped though. Despite my sudden desperation to get into the bed I’d been nervously eyeing mere moments ago, I didn’t skimp in the shower. I washed thoroughly, even sneaking out the douche I’d bought a few weeks ago.
Thank god for the internet and bottoms sharing what exactly to do. Sex ed at school had not prepared me in any sense for what was about to happen.
What Dominic was about to do to me.
I grabbed the base of my shaft hard as pleasure threatened to overwhelm me.
Dom was the only one who’d be making me come tonight.
To be fair, he was the only one who’d made me come since we’d got together.
There was little point in masturbating when Dominic got me off at least twice a day.
God, I loved being eighteen and able to get it up so often.
When we were older, would our drives decrease?
I hoped not. Then again, we might get more done.
It’d be less fun though. So long as Dom and I were together, I’d cope with anything.
Squeaky clean and more than a little embarrassed, I sidled out of the bathroom with a towel around my waist. “All ready.”
“Good,” Dominic said, blowing out a match. “So am I.”
My jaw dropped as I took in the room. “Dom, you didn’t need to do all of this.”
All the surfaces of the room were covered in small flickering candles.
The hideous throws and pillows had disappeared from the bed, replaced by deep red rose petals.
On the bedside table, there was a bottle of Rosé wine in a bucket of ice, and two tall glasses.
“Dom…where did you even have all of this stuff?”
He rubbed the back of his neck self-consciously. “Had most of it in my backpack. The ice bucket came from the staff here though. I just thought it should be a bit…special, you know?”
A feeling swelled in my chest, so vast that it robbed me of the ability to speak.
Dom’s face fell as he misinterpreted my silence. “Shit, is it too much? Too girly? I can get rid of it.”
He bent down to blow out some candles, but I stopped him. Pulling him into my arms, I hugged him fiercely. “Thank you,” I said into his ear, my voice a little hoarse. “This is the nicest, most thoughtful, most romantic thing anyone’s ever done for me.”
Dom sighed in relief. “Thank fuck.”
“You really didn’t need to do this, but thank you. It means the world to me.”
“You mean the world to me,” he said, his serious eyes not leaving mine. “You mean everything, Shadow.”
The words I’d been saying in my head for weeks now were back on the edge of my tongue. Just say it. Say ‘I love you.’
“Come on,” Dom said, before I could take the leap. “Let’s move to the bed.”
Dominic’s lips found mine before we made it to the bed. Petals floated up into the air as we crashed back onto it, our limbs entwining and lips fused. We had all night, but that didn’t lessen our urgency. Dominic’s clothes were somehow tugged off. My towel was thrown into a heap on the floor.
Then, there was nothing between us. Just skin touching skin. Lips touching lips. Cock touching cock.
Dominic ground against me before ripping his mouth from mine. “We’re getting carried away.”
“So?” I tugged on the back of his neck demandingly. His lips were swollen from my kisses, even more tempting than usual. If I didn’t get them back on me I might die. Just expire from blue balls. “We’ve got all night and I know we’re both able to come more than once.”
“Yes, but I have plans.” Dominic smiled softly. “I told you, I want this night to be perfect.”
“I just want you. That’ll make it perfect.”
“Better than perfect, then.” He slid down my body. “We don’t quit, Ry, and I’m not going to quit at this either.” He mouthed at my cock when he got to it, giving the head a single suck before popping off. “Nope, can’t get distracted.”
My laughter bounced off the walls. “You’re as bad as me.”
“It’s not my fault you’re this fucking hot.”
I rolled my eyes. “You’re the only one who thinks so, but sure.”
Dom cupped my balls, making me hiss. “Not true, but I’m the only one you want.”
It wasn’t a question. Nor did Dominic expect an answer.
We both knew he was speaking the truth.
“You taste so good,” Dom murmured, catching a drop of precum on his tongue. When his gaze met mine, the heat there threatened to make me burn. “Can’t wait to see how you taste elsewhere.”
“What do you— oh .” My breath caught in my chest as Dom pushed his face between my cheeks. As one of his big hands shoved my leg until it was pinned against my chest. In this position, I was fully open to him.
“Dom,” I panted, pushing up onto my elbows. “You don’t have to.”
He lifted his head and smirked. “Shadow, come on. How many times do I need to remind you—I never do anything I don’t want to do.”
My head hit the pillow with a groan as Dominic returned to his task. I bit my lip, trying to contain my whispers before remembering I didn’t have to. Being loud here wouldn’t have any consequences other than someone knocking on the wall and telling us to shut the fuck up.
Until that happened, I was going to let Dom hear what he did to me.
“Oh god, oh god, oh god,” I chanted. “Why does this feel so good? Oh fuck. ”
Dom didn’t pause, just continued licking me open. His tongue was finding nerve endings his fingers never had, setting me ablaze from the inside out.
The way he fucked me with his tongue, thrusting it in and out like he would his cock, was almost perverse. I couldn’t get enough of it either. My hands were scrabbling at the sheets, my head tossing from side to side as Dom pushed my control to its limits.
When his name became an endless, filthy prayer on my tongue, Dom finally stopped. Kissing the inside of my thigh, he growled from between swollen lips, “We’ll be doing that again, Shadow.”
He disappeared into the bathroom, and I used the time he took to swill out his mouth to try and calm myself. My cock was red and angry, pointing straight at the ceiling. After Dom’s attentions, my hole felt oddly…empty.
Not for long.
My nerves were nothing more than a speck of dust in the corner, with lust and need taking up the rest of the room.
Thankfully, Dom didn’t keep me waiting long.
He returned quickly and covered my body with his.
His minty fresh breath against my lips was a cooling contrast to the fire burning through my veins.
“Grabbed the lube,” he murmured, studying me closely. “Sure you’re ready for this, Shadow?”
“Yes,” I said, nodding for extra emphasis. “I want it, Dom. I need it. Please. I want to feel you inside me.”
“I want it too,” he whispered. “So badly it can’t be good for my health. Right here, where we don’t need to be quiet.”
We were on the same page, our lips connected, and I lost myself to sensation. To heated touches. Small moans. Tongues entwining. Fingers stretching me wide.
By the time Dom lined himself up with my hole, I was nothing more than a puddle of need. “Ready?”
I nodded.
“Hang on,” he said, suddenly, grabbing a pillow that had been knocked to the floor. “Here, put this under your hips. It’s meant to help.”
I raised a brow as I did so. “How do you know that?”
“Read it online,” he said, smoothing his hands along the inside of my thighs. “Hold your knees up to your chest too. You want to be as open as possible.”
Even though he’d had his tongue in my hole not thirty minutes earlier, I still blushed as I exposed myself to him. “You did research?”
Dom rolled his eyes as he lined up again. “Course I did, Shadow. Lots. I wasn’t going to risk hurting you.”
A lump formed in my throat. “You’d never do that.”
“No, Shadow. I wouldn’t.”
The broad head of his cock pushed against my hole. I exhaled, tensing up automatically.
“Relax, Shadow. Bear down and breathe.”
“I know,” I said through gritted teeth. “I’m trying.”
Dom smirked. “You are very trying.”
I glared at him. “I could go off you.”
“You couldn’t.” His tone turned suddenly serious. “I’m it for you, Shadow. Just like you’re it for me.”
This was it. The moment when I told him. It was the moment, right? Shit, how was I meant to know?
Then Dominic’s cock was demanding entry again. This time, I forced myself to relax, following all the advice I’d read online when doing my own research.
“Okay?” His arms were shaking as he held himself still above me.
I nodded. “More.”
Dominic went slow. Far slower than I needed, but I didn’t complain.
No, I just lay there in wonder as Dominic filled me. Breathing through the stretch, my trembling hands white-knuckling his biceps.
Dominic was inside me. Holy fuck. He bottomed out and I had to remind myself to breathe again. I was so full. This was nothing like when he used his fingers. It was overwhelming. All-consuming.
I didn’t know why I was surprised. That was how everything always was with Dom.
“Ryan, fuck,” Dominic panted, his muscles straining. “Fuck, you’re so tight. Are you sure you’re okay?”
I was about to snap at him to stop asking, but then I caught the worry in his gaze. Instead, I cupped the back of his neck, bringing our lips together. I kissed him until I felt the tension leave him. “Yeah, love. I’m okay.”
He blinked at me. “Love?”
I nibbled at my lip. “Is that okay?”
“Depends,” Dominic said quietly, his dark eyes intense. “Depends on how you mean it. Is it like when I call you ‘baby’? Or when I call you ‘Shadow’?”
I didn’t need to ask him what he meant. Somehow, I knew. Baby was an endearment. Shadow was something more. “Shadow.”
“Thank fuck,” he breathed. “Thank fuck. ”
He brought his lips to mine again. For a while, we sank into the oblivion of one another. Our kisses weren’t desperate—why would they be?
We had all the time in the world.
Eventually, Dominic paused long enough to speak. “Can I move?”
I nodded. “Yes. Please.”
Dominic eased back a little before driving forwards. My lips parted on a moan as he brushed over the spot. The one he delighted in torturing. “There. Oh, Dom. Fuck. ”
“That’s it, Shadow.” He kissed my jaw as his hips continued to piston slowly. “Let me hear you.”
His words seemed to unlock something in me. Some part of me I’d kept hidden for far too long. Whimpers. Moans. Curses. It was a litany of noise I couldn’t hope to contain.
I didn’t need to.
“You’re so perfect,” Dominic gasped, his hips slamming faster now. “Look how well you take my cock. It’s like you were made for it. Like you were made for me. We were made for each other.”
Made for each other. It was a fanciful thought, but I loved it.
Just as I loved him.
I loved him.
I loved Dominic.
I was his Shadow, and he was my love.
“Dom,” I moaned. “I need… I need…”
Dominic rose to his knees, his hand going to my cock. “I’ve got you, Shadow.”
It didn’t take more than two strokes before my back was arching. I cried out and ground my hips down.
“Fuck, Shadow.” Dominic’s hips jerked as he came too. “Oh fuck .”
He collapsed on my chest, and my arms and legs encircled him, keeping him in place. Our desperate, ragged breaths filled the air, but I could barely hear them over my pulse racing in my ears.
“Are you okay?”
Dominic’s question was muffled against my chest, making me laugh. “Yeah, love. I’m better than okay. That was everything.”
He kissed my nipple before propping his chin on my breastbone. Right over my heart. The heart he’d invaded without me even realising, claimed it as his own without mercy. “I’m glad. I wanted this to be everything for you.”
“Love—” I started, before realising this wasn’t right. I didn’t want to hint at it, or allude to it. I wanted Dom to know, without a doubt, how I was feeling. “Dom, I love you.”
He gave me that smile then. The one he saved just for me. “I love you too, Shadow.”