Ryan loved the way Fabian talked about sex.Playing.That’s what it was. Just fun and games. Nothing to worry about.
When Ryan let Fabian get his feet back on the floor, Ryan could see the very prominent outline of Fabian’s erection pressing against the tight fabric of his jumpsuit. Fabian’s hair was disheveled but his makeup remained flawless, and Ryan had never seen anything sexier in his life.
“Are you sure you have to take that off?” Ryan asked, trailing a finger along the V of the plunging neckline.
“I think you’ll like what’s underneath.”
Fabian turned so Ryan could unzip him. “I have some wine, if you want,” Fabian offered.
“Not thirsty.” Ryan pinched the zipper’s narrow tab between his thick fingers and slowly pulled it down, fascinated by the reveal of Fabian’s skin as he went. He was expecting Fabian to be naked underneath, but when the fabric slipped off Fabian’s shoulders and pooled at his feet Ryan could see that he was wearing...
“Holy shit.”
Fabian glanced back over his shoulder. “It was a risk, I know. But I thought you might like it.”
“Yeah.” Ryan swallowed hard. “I like it.” He’d never seen a man wearing lace underwear in person before. Panties, Ryan supposed was the best word. It was hot as fuck.
He smoothed his palm over the delicate black lace that stretched over the perfect globes of Fabian’s ass. Without even thinking about it, he ran his thumb down the seam that dipped into Fabian’s crack, and Fabian moaned his approval.
“I love wearing lace,” Fabian said. He reached back and covered Ryan’s hands with his own, guiding him. Ryan stepped closer so the bulge in his jeans pressed against Fabian’s ass.
“I wouldn’t mind if you wore it all the time,” Ryan growled.
Fabian tipped his head back. “How about you take your shirt off? I want to see that gorgeous chest.”
Ryan stepped back so he could pull his T-shirt off. Fabian turned to face him, and now Ryan could see Fabian’s erection straining against the lace.
“Oh fuck,” Ryan said. He gripped himself through his jeans as a powerful jolt of arousal shot through him.
Fabian’s lips curved into a devilish smile as he fingered his sparkling, heart-shaped nipple piercing. “What do you want, Ryan? We have all night.”
Ryan dropped to his knees. He was overwhelmed by the desire to get his mouth on the lace that was pulled tight against Fabian’s cock. He started by nuzzling him there, then rubbing his face and beard against his dick as Fabian moaned. “God, youdolove it.”
Ryan opened his mouth and pressed it against Fabian’s rigid shaft. He feltwildwith lust. Some fucked-up part of him wished his teammates could see him now, on his knees for a man wearing lace underwear and makeup. They’d never understand. This wasn’t for them to understand. This had nothing to do with them, and Ryan couldn’t be happier about it.
He licked and kissed until Fabian gasped, “Stop. Fuck. I don’t want to come yet.”
Ryan liked the idea of Fabian coming while still wearing the underwear, but he obeyed and pulled back. Fabian caressed Ryan’s cheek with the back of his hand. “You’re too good to be true, Ryan Price.”
Ryan turned his head and caught Fabian’s thumb between his teeth. His mind was so wonderfully focused right now. He wasn’t nervous or unsure of himself. He wanted to make Fabian feel good. He wanted tofuck.
“Can I just say, jeans and no shirt is averygood look for you.” Fabian almost sounded drunk, but Ryan doubted he’d had a drop of alcohol. He grinned and stood up so Fabian could get a good look.
“Oh yes,” Fabian purred. He stepped forward and ran his hands over Ryan’s chest. “I love all this hair.”
“Yeah? I thought about waxing it.”
“Don’t you dare.” Fabian rested his fingers on Ryan’s belt buckle. “May I?”
Ryan nodded. He couldn’t deny Fabian anything right now. Not when he was gazing up at him through those long lashes, his eyelids shimmering with black shadow. Ryan dipped his head to kiss Fabian again. He liked that Fabian made him feel attractive. Made him feel...sexy.
Fabian worked open Ryan’s belt while they kissed, then popped open the top two buttons of Ryan’s fly. He stepped back to admire his work as Ryan stood panting, unable to feel even a little self-conscious.
“Let me just commit this to memory,” Fabian said. “Because you look absolutely perfect right now.”
Ryan laughed, and then he may have flexed his ab muscles a bit.
“Oof. Okay,” Fabian said. “Let’s have some fun.”
