Page 63 of Unfaithfully Yours


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“Me too,” Ryan whispered. “I never thought I'd ever be with you like this...”

For a split second, I could see the shadow of the memories playing behind his eyes, the years of longing.

He squeezed them shut.

“Thank you.”

I took a shuddering breath and determination filled me.

Ryan wasn't moving until he knew I was okay. He was so fucking sweet, I could die.

And with that thought, I canted my hips up, taking him in a little deeper.

Ryan gasped, staying so still while I tested our new connection, shifting to feel him slide in and out, his thick cock stretching me in a way that burned a little bit, but was too mild to qualify as pain.

I reached around his shoulders, holding on while I tried moving different ways, up and down, in and out, back and forth. I almost gave up and just started laughing, but Ryan was clinging to me so hard now, his face braced against my neck.

“I don't know what I'm trying to do,” I said, laughing through the awkwardness.

“Whatever it is, keep doing it,” came his muffled reply.

I bit my lip and did what he said. I didn’t know what it would take to make it good for him. He had been with other men and Ihad never done this... Sure, it wasn’t rocket science, but I wanted him to come like this, inside me. The idea was so surreal and dirty and I was ready to wrap my legs around his hips and not let him pull free until he did it. New kink unlocked apparently, even though I wasn't exactly loving this untilI tilted my hips in a way that I was pretty sure I had already done a few times, but this time my cock reacted like an electric rod had zapped it from the inside.

I took a ragged gasp and froze,unsureif that was normal but Ryan moaned, tilting his hips to chase the angle. I gasped again, bucking as it happened a second time.

“Yes,” he groaned, and apparently that was it for letting me flop around like a fish because he hooked his arms under my knees, practically folding me in half and juststarted to fuck me.

All I could do was hang on for dear life and alternate between crying out in pleasure and cursing because I couldn't process what was happening or how good it felt. Being under Ryan, feeling all of him around me,inside me, lancing me and spreading me open so deep.

I reached down, frantically gripping my cock between us and started jerking it in time with his thrusts and that just made the pleasure increase tenfold until it was all too much.

My body clenched when I came, even the inside. I hadn't known that it would do that until it was happening. Ryan didn't stop when I tightened around him. He groaned, his speed going frantic, skin slick with sweat until a shudder ran through the length of him and he suddenly pulled out and came with an animalistic groan that made my toes curl. Come splattered over my worn cock and hole as I laid there stunned, still trying to make sense of it all.

“Oh fuck,” Ryan was groaning. “Oh fuck that wassogood.”

He fell onto the bed next to me and pulled me tightly against him, kissing me before relaxing his hold so that I was resting on his shoulder.

For a long while, we tried to catch our breath, Ryan's hand kept rubbing up and down my arm. He was already falling asleep, oblivious to the mess we'd made this time.

I could feel a pout forming, despite the way his rising and falling chest were lulling me to sleep.

“I thought you were going to come inside me,” I found myself murmuring because I couldn't help myself. I was already sulking. I'd wanted to feel what that would be like. I'd wanted to have a part of Ryan inside me even when the rest of him wasn't. It was a weird, possessive, animalistic thought, but I couldn't shake it and didn't want to.

Ryan wasmine.

When he didn't answer, I lifted my head, realizing that he was fast asleep.

Sighing, I forced my tired body out of bed, shocked when I nearly collapsed to the ground. Jesus. My legs felt like jelly.

Immediately giving up on that idea of going to the washroom to get wet towels to clean us up the way that Ryan had the last time, I grabbed my discarded shirt and climbed back into bed, using that to wipe us both off before tossing it aside and crawling back to Ryan's side for that snuggle.

His arms closed instinctively around me and I practically purred as sleep overtook me.

If I still cared in the morning and my feelings right now weren't just sex induced fodder, I would talk to him then.

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