45. Chapter 45
Ody shoved Mano against the wall and buried his face in his neck. Mano gasped. “Ah... d-don’t suck!” He tried to push him away, but Ody only tightened his grip, kissing harder at his skin.
Mano finally managed to shove him back, forcing Ody to meet his eyes. “I told you not to suck! If you give me a hickey, I swear…” he warned, wide-eyed.
“Okay... sorry.” Ody exhaled slowly, trying to steady himself. His hands moved to the top buttons of Mano’s shirt.
“What are you doing?” Mano asked, flustered, his back still pressed against the wall.
Ody undid the first button. Then the second. Then the third. Mano stayed perfectly still.
His muscular chest was now exposed, rising and falling quickly. Ody’s gaze dropped to the tattoo of Roman numerals above his left pec. He leaned closer. Mano let out a short breath as Ody’s skin brushed against his.
A soft kiss landed just above the tattoo.
Mano’s eyelids fluttered. Ody lifted his eyes to meet his, then leaned in again, this time toward his lips.
Slowly, he pressed their mouths together in a tender kiss, guiding him away from the wall toward the bed without ever pulling away.
He pushed Mano gently onto the mattress and climbed over him.
Mano broke the kiss. “If Ranya comes back…”
“She won’t,” Ody murmured against his lips, kissing him again.
“B-But if she walks in and sees us…”
“Do you know how long they’ll be at the spa? We have plenty of time.” Ody met his eyes, sensing the hesitation. “Don’t worry. They’ll be gone for over two hours.” He brushed his fingers against Mano’s cheek before leaning down to kiss him again.
“Y-yeah, but what if—”
“No more what ifs.” He silenced him with another kiss.
This time, Mano pushed him back. “It’s too risky. If they see us—”
“My patience is running thin, big guy,” Ody growled. He grabbed both of Mano’s wrists and pinned them to the mattress.
The kiss turned rougher, more desperate. Their tongues tangled as the heat between them intensified. Ody finished unbuttoning the rest of Mano’s white shirt. When the last button came undone, he shoved the fabric aside, exposing the full width of Mano’s defined torso.
Ody exhaled slowly, his eyes roaming over him. His fingers traced the lines of muscle while Mano panted beneath him. Then Ody grabbed his arm and pulled him into him, lifting his back off the mattress. Their faces hovered inches apart. Mano’s expression softened, a shy look slipping through.
Ody slid a hand to the back of his neck, burying his fingers in his black hair. He gripped tightly and tugged his head back, exposing the length of his throat.
His tongue dragged slowly over Mano’s Adam’s apple. His eyes fluttered shut as a breathless pant escaped him, a shiver racing down his spine.
Then Ody’s tongue brushed his earlobe.
“Hah...!”
Ody bit his lip. God, he was losing his mind hearing that sound. “You have really sensitive ears, huh, Mano?” he whispered, watching his chest rise and fall, his eyes still closed. “What else is sensitive on you?”
“I-I don’t know…” Mano murmured.
A slow smile curved Ody’s lips. “Let’s find out.” He trailed lower while Mano kept his head turned to the side.
Ody pushed the shirt further open, still trapping Mano’s arms inside it, then began pressing kisses down his chest. The moment his tongue flicked across Mano’s nipple, he jolted. “What are you doing?”
“You’ve never had this done before? You don’t know what you’re missing.” Ody smirked, glancing up at him before teasing him again with his tongue.
Mano looked away, his face heating. Another wet flick of Ody’s tongue made him tense. Ody began sucking slowly, and Mano tried to hide how much he liked it, fighting to keep quiet.
Ody noticed. He leaned up and whispered in his ear. “You know what my sensitive spot is?”
Mano stubbornly kept his head turned away.
“My nipples. I love having them licked and sucked. Will you do it for me?”
The second Mano heard that, he snapped his head toward him and punched him in the chest. “What the hell are you saying? Cut it out!”
“Why?” He laughed. “I already did it to you.”
Mano turned away again, mortified. “I-I’m not doing anything to you. Leave me alone.”
Ody chuckled. “Okay. You’re not ready yet. I used to be the same way.”
“But Kash made you open up, huh?” Mano’s voice dripped with sarcasm.
Ody smirked. “Are you jealous?”
“Me? Jealous? Pfft. You’re out of your mind. Of Kash?”
“Of all the things you imagine he did to me,” Ody said, suddenly serious.
Mano turned to look at him.
Ody’s expression remained calm. “If anything, you should be thanking him. Before him, I was way too shy to touch you.”
I already figured that out, idiot…
“But now…” Ody leaned closer, his voice dropping to a whisper. “I’m not shy about doing any of this to you.” His lips brushed Mano’s ear. “And from what I can tell…” A faint smirk touched his lips. “You like being under me.”
Mano’s eyes snapped to Ody’s. The next second, he grabbed him, flipped him onto the mattress, and climbed on top.
Ody’s face flashed with surprise as a slow grin spread across it.
Mano, on the other hand, was glaring at him.
This time, Ody was the one pinned beneath Mano’s hands. Yet instead of resisting, he simply smiled up at him, enjoying every second. “Not bad. Keep going,” he teased, completely relaxed.
From above, he could see Ody’s lips curved in that infuriating smile, those green eyes fixed on him. His gaze dropped to Ody’s neck, recalling the way that mouth had kissed him there earlier.
This wasn’t new to him. He was always the one in control. So why the hell was he hesitating now?
“Come on, Mano... weren’t you the one bragging about tearing Ranya’s underwear?” Ody said casually, amusement clear in his voice.
Mano’s jaw tightened, his eyes flicking away.
“Didn’t you say you tie her up? That you like it rough? What happened to that version of you? Because right now, all I see is a shy puppy.”
Mano’s eyes widened. “Shut up!” His fist slammed into the pillow beside Ody’s head.
Ody saw the anger in his expression, but before Mano could pull away, he sat up and caught his lips in a deep kiss, flipping him back onto the mattress.
With a quick motion, Ody pulled his shirt over his head and leaned down, capturing Mano’s lips again.
His hand slid down to the waistband of the pants Mano had borrowed.
“Mm!” He flinched as Ody’s touch pressed against him.
Without breaking the kiss, Ody unbuttoned the pants and lowered the zipper, sliding his hand inside. His fingers wrapped around him, and Mano tensed beneath him.
Ody smirked against his lips. “Wanna bet I can make you come faster than any of your girls?”
Mano’s breath came out shaky, his head tilting to the side like he couldn’t handle the intensity of Ody’s gaze.
But Ody wasn’t about to let him. One hand still moving, he used the other to tilt Mano’s face back toward him. “Kiss me.”
Their lips met again. A muffled sound escaped Mano as Ody deepened the kiss, his movements growing bolder. Mano broke away for air, gasping, his body betraying him with every shudder.
Ody crashed his lips against his, but this time Mano managed to pull back. “It’s too much,” he panted.
Ody leaned closer, his voice brushing against Mano’s ear. “God, I love that look on your face.” He watched every reaction as Mano’s expression crumbled, his panting growing more desperate.
“I can’t…” Mano whimpered.
“Are you close?”
“Yes…”
“I can’t hear you. Are you close?”
“Yes. Yes, I’m close,” he cried out.
Ody moved his hand faster. “I want you to come all over yourself.”
That was enough to push Mano over the edge. A deep moan tore from his throat as he came all over his chest. He lay there, breathing heavily.
Ody smirked. “Pretty fast, huh?” He got up, walked into the bathroom to wash his hands, then returned with a damp washcloth and gently cleaned Mano up.
A soft smile tugged at Ody’s lips. “Look at me.”
Mano didn’t. He felt like he might die from embarrassment.
Ody reached for his chin and gently tilted his face toward him, pressing a slow kiss against his lips.
Mano slid off the bed and went to the bathroom to wash up properly before pulling his boxers and pants back on. He stared at himself in the mirror, his cheeks still red from what he’d just let Ody do to him.
When he opened the door, he expected to find Ody getting ready to leave. But Ody was still there, sitting on the bed, waiting.
Mano paused. Ody noticed and gave him a small smile. He patted the spot beside him and Mano walked over slowly, sitting down.
Ody reached out, cupping the back of his head and pulling him down against his chest. Mano’s eyes widened as they both ended up lying on the bed.
“Did you like it?” Ody asked.
Mano’s eyelids fluttered. “Shut up,” he murmured, refusing to move from Ody’s chest as his hand rested against it.
Ody chuckled, his fingers drifting through Mano’s hair. Mano froze at the tenderness of the gesture.
A soft kiss pressed against the top of his head.
He was used to heading straight to the bathroom after sex, having no interest in talking to the girls he slept with. He had assumed Ody would do the same.
But instead, Ody was holding him, gently stroking his hair.
“I liked it a lot, actually,” Ody said, pulling Mano from his spiraling thoughts. “I’d love to do more, but... I’m not sure I know how yet.”
Mano scoffed, regaining some of his attitude. “What, Kash didn’t show you already?”
“He just gave me a blowjob,” Ody said quickly. “I didn’t touch him.”
Mano’s jaw tightened. The image hit him instantly, Kash’s mouth on Ody, his hands touching him, making him feel good. Something hot and ugly twisted in his chest.
“So I guess you’ll have to teach me.” Ody smirked. “Tell me exactly how you like it... and I’ll learn.”
Mano’s heart pounded harder, and he hated that he didn’t know why.
Ody shifted and leaned over him, their eyes meeting. “Okay, big guy?” he whispered.
Mano swore his heart was about to explode.
Ody kept running his fingers through Mano’s hair as he waited. After a moment, Mano gave a small nod.
A surprised smile spread across Ody’s face. He stayed there for a moment, taking him in.
Mano didn’t pull away this time.
Then Ody leaned down and pressed a slow, tender kiss to his lips.