I looked over at him. I had nearly forgotten he was there. Ever since Ryan and I had started this thing between us, it was like I could only focus on him.
To his credit, Dave didn't seem bothered, more mystified and entertained. He was watching the exchange with wide eyes, and a half smile.
“Kamran, I’ve never seen this side of you.”
“You can go now,” I said coldly and he laughed.
“Alright guys, I'll leave you to it. Have a good night,” he said.
I waved him goodbye because Ryan was in no state to care about things like being polite and had already forgotten about him. In fact, the second Dave was back in his car, Ryan was turning in my arms to face me, his fingers playing in the hair on the back of my head.
He pressed his forehead to mine and gave me a soft kiss.
Part of me wanted to be self-conscious, but it meant too much to be this close to Ryan, for him towantto kiss me. I couldn't turn him down, even if one of our friends was watching. This was how it was going to be from now on.
And it was why I couldn't let Lissa avoid me forever.
“You said we'd talk tomorrow,” Ryan said, pulling back enough to see me.
“Yeah, well, that was before I knew that she wasn't even coming home tonight. She's avoiding me.”
Ryan's hands slid down my back sensually and he let out an appreciative moan.
“Her loss,” he whispered. “Come on.”
He grabbed my hand, pulling me toward his house even though he stumbled going up the steps. I had to catch him by the hips, but he didn't even seem to notice.
As soon as we were inside, he had me by the arm again, this time pulling me up the stairs. In his room, Ryan swung me around so that my back was to the bed and pushed my shoulders so that I fell onto it.
I laughed breathlessly as he crawled on all fours over top of me.
“Going to fuck you,” he growled and a jolt of anticipation shot through my body.
He started to kiss my jaw, my neck, his hands working my shirt up, pulling at my belt.
“Wait. Seriously?” I asked breathlessly.
Instead of answering, he got my shirt up high enough to suck a nipple into his mouth, moaning and biting down gently until I forgot everything else.
I gasped, head falling back as his deft hands finally got into my pants, his tongue stroking my pebbled nipple while he took my swiftly hardening cock into his fist.
His lips traced down my abdomen and by the time he was pulling my pants down my thighs, lips closing around the head of my cock, I wouldn't have remembered what we had been saying even if money was on the table.
My hands landed on his shoulders, and I pushed my hips up, seeking more.
Ryan let me, bracing his hands on the bed while I thrust up into him mouth, moaning while I grunted with the effort as the pleasure escalated.
“Fuck,” I groaned and forced myself to fall back, releasing him before I came.
“That was so hot,” Ryan whispered. He gripped me by the thigh, pressing his face into it and kissing me in the crease. When he started to suck, I gasped, surprised how good a feeling it was. I couldn't deny the way the sensation tugged directly into my balls.
My fingers gripped the blanket under me and I held on, muscles clenching until he stopped sucking that surprising spot, gently running his tongue over it instead.
I took a ragged breath, trying to come back to reality but my entire world had become the small points of contact between our bodies. Ryan's hands on my outer thighs, holding them open, his lips brushing kisses to my sac, his tongue licking lower still.
“What are you doing?” I gasped, jumping as Ryan confidentlylickedmy ass hole.Finally,Iremembered what he had said.
I tried to squeeze my legs together, but his shoulders were under my knees and he was still holding them apart with firm hands, as though he'd expected this reaction. And his face wasright down there, past my balls, his eyes the only thing I could see, closed in obvious pleasure as he continued to lick me.
