“Yes please. God, I’m close.”
“Tell me the rest.” Ryan sounded like he was begging. “Please,fuck. How does it end?”
“You ask me if I want your come. And of course I say yes. I’m dying for it. And you warn me that it will be a lot, and I tell you to do it. To give it all to me.”
Ryan whimpered. His pleasure was mixing with the pain from his back as his muscles tensed.
“And you do. You let out this gorgeous howl of relief and unload in me. It’s so much that you pull out and still—ohfuck—you spurt more on my back. And then I come too, and, oh god. I really am going to come.”
“Fuck. Do it.”
With a tiny noise of surprise, Fabian hunched forward and shot all over Ryan’s thigh. Then he fell forward and took Ryan’s dick in his mouth, and Ryan’s eyes rolled back.
“Goddamn you, Fabian. This is going to hurt. Fuck, don’t stop. I’m so close.”
Fabian was merciless, and in seconds Ryan was coming hard into his mouth, and screaming against the pain even as it was eclipsed by pleasure. He didn’t even care if he never walked again.
“Ow,” he said as the aftershocks subsided.
Fabian wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, and laughed. “You actuallycouldhave warned me that it was going to be a lot. Holy smokes.”
“Sorry. It’s been a while.”
“I’m aware.” Even though they were regularly enjoying amazing sex together, it was still a rare event for Ryan to actually orgasm.
“That was amazing, though,” Ryan said. “You have a good imagination.”
“If stories are what you need to get off, I’m sure I can dream up some more.” Fabian curled up against him on the bed, resting his chin on Ryan’s chest. “Are you all right? That was irresponsible of me.”
“I’ll be fine. I’ve been in more pain for worse reasons, that’s for sure.”
Fabian leaned forward and kissed him. Ryan could taste himself in Fabian’s mouth, and he savored it. He wrapped an arm around Fabian and pulled him tighter, the pearls on the necklace getting caught between their bodies and pressing hard into Ryan’s chest. He was thrilled by how much Fabian had loved his gift. He wanted tocoverFabian in jewels. He wanted to decorate his body with all the beautiful things he deserved.
“I just confirmed the album release show,” Fabian said. “I’ll wear the necklace that night.”
“I think I’m going to like seeing that.”
“Are you?” Fabian rolled onto his back beside Ryan and fingered the necklace. “I didn’t think you were the possessive type, Ryan Price.”
“I’m not.” He considered his next words carefully. “Sometimes I just need a reminder that we’re really together. Especially when you’re onstage. Because it’s pretty hard to believe.”
For a long moment, Fabian didn’t say anything, which made Ryan worry. Then he said, “I hope you don’t think you’re getting the better end of this deal, Ryan, because I have never been with anyone who makes me as happy as you do.”
Ryan smiled at the ceiling. He was dangerously close to telling Fabianexactlyhow he felt about him, but instead he just kissed the top of Fabian’s head, and silently resolved to always make him happy.
Chapter Twenty-Five
“Can I ask you something?”
Ryan had been watching, somewhat mesmerized, as Fabian tried on different shirts while getting ready to go out. Because of this, he was slow to respond to Fabian’s question. “Sure. What?”
Fabian pulled the latest shirt off over his head, then turned to where Ryan was reclining on the bed. Ryan tried to focus on his face and not on the sexy curve of his hip where it dipped into his tight pants. “Did something...happen. With your last team?”
“Uh.”
“I just—okay. When I was home my family was talking about how you...well. They said you had a meltdown.”
Ryan didn’t say anything for a moment.Meltdown.He cleared his throat. “I guess that’s one way of putting it.”
