I throw a hand over my mouth to muffle my sounds as Ran devours me. He moves his hand out of the way so he can take me deep. He still can’t take my entire length, but he surprises me by coming closer than he ever has before. I groan into my palm at the sensation of my cockhead pushing against the sides of his throat.
I take my hand away from my mouth. “Holy shit, Ran —have you been practicing?” I say, trying to keep my voice low. He hollows his cheeks as he sucks me on the way up, releasing me softly to keep from making any noise.
After catching his breath for a couple of seconds, he gazes up at me. “You like that, Babydoll? Am I getting better?”
It makes my heart ache in the best way every time he asks me that. “I always love the way you feel,” I murmur, lowering a hand to stroke his hair. “But yes —ohGod, yes.”
He flashes me his widest grin. “I know I have some catching up to do, but I really want to be able to take all of this long, thick cock. I’m going to get there —I want to blow your mind when I blow you.”
I chuckle quietly as I bring my mouth down to his ear. “You’re fucking incredible, Stud. What brought this on? You want me to go down on you after?”
Ran gives a quick shake of his head and grimaces. “I don’t think we have time. But do you think you could come pretty soon?” he asks, alternating between speaking and running histongue around my crown. “I want to make this big, sexy cock explode.”
Just his words make it throb, and I struggle to keep from moaning too loudly. I get an idea and quickly lift my legs so I can scoot back onto the mattress. “C’mere. Gag me with your dick to keep me quiet.”
“Fuck, that sounds hot.” Ran drops his head so he can moan around my cock before he scrambles to pull his pants down and join me on the bed. As soon as he gets on his knees in a straddle above me, I lift my head so I can smother myself against his sack. I rub my nose into soft skin and wiry hair, breathing him in for a few seconds before I change my angle so I can get my mouth on his cock. My tongue snakes out to lap up the precum that’s already made his cockhead slick and sweet. I hum in appreciation at the taste and feel him shiver above me.
I don’t know why it never occurred to me to sixty-nine with Ran before, because it’s fucking amazing. I use the bead in my tongue piercing to tease Ran’s slit while he does that feathery thing with his tongue that makes my eyes roll in the back of my head and turns my brain to mush.
I circle my arm around and manage to slip a finger into my mouth to wet it. I play it over Ran’s hole and his hips buck at the sensation. He switches to his hand on my dick so he can suck and bite a mark onto my inner thigh. The primal possessiveness of knowing that Ran wants to stake his claim on my body before we go our separate ways is so hot I groan at the tangle of pleasure and pain that surges through me when he catches my skin between his teeth.
The vibrations of both of our muffled sounds reverberate through our bodies in a feedback loop that rolls both of us closer to the edge. Ran wraps his hand back around my balls. He fondles them while spit runs over them as my cock breacheshis throat again. I return the favor, dropping my jaw so I can swallow him whole.
His groan vibrates in my groin. I run my tongue up his shaft and then lift my head, forcing him all the way into the back of my throat as I chase the raw subjugation of having his dick filling me too deeply to even breathe.
My hips thrust up involuntarily and I feel Ran choke, but before I can pull back, he surprises me. Tightening his grip on my balls, he hilts my cock in his throat. The intensity of him taking me deep and the sensation of his swallow contracting around my cockhead washes over me. I feel him groan and his length throbs in my mouth. The combination of the overpowering sensation and the knowledge that Ran is pushing himself out of his comfort zone just to make me feel good unravels me.
My orgasm rips through me, blasting apart every conscious thought and leaving my mind empty of everything except vibrations of white-hot pleasure. Above me, Ran drops his hips, burying my nose in his bush. When I moan from the sensation of being enveloped in his scent, his cock pulses, spilling his hot, salty release into my mouth.
When conscious thought returns after Ran has rolled off of me and the two of us are panting for breath on the mattress, the first thing that goes through my head is that he’ll be flying out to California with the taste of my come on his lips.
36
ERROL
With the time difference, I’m already curled up in bed when my phone lights up with a video-call from Ran on our second night apart. “Hey!” I’m pathetically eager to hear his voice after exchanging just a few texts since we parted ways in the airport yesterday. “How are your meetings or whatever going? What’s it like out there?”
“Long days yesterday and today. I’m so sorry I didn’t get a chance to call you yesterday,” he says.
“I’m happy to be talking to you now,” I tell him.
“I rented a convertible, and of course it’s just my shit luck that it’s rained both days I’ve been out there,” Ran grumbles. “Nobody can shut up about how unusual it is to have this much rain this time of year. So I started making a joke out of it. When they’d bring up the rain, I’d go, ‘Oh, sorry, that must be my fault. I rented a convertible.’”
I chuckle, but Ran just sighs. “Everybody was polite, like, ha-ha, but then I started feeling weird.”
“Weird like how?”
“Do they really think I’m funny, or are they just humoring me and my stupid joke because they have to, because I’m startupwhiz kid and bigshot app developer Aaryn Knight?” He runs a hand through his hair and frowns. “I’m stuck in my own head and I can’t get out. I wish you were here to help pull me out of it,” he admits. “I miss you.”
There’s a sharp tightness around my chest. “Why be stressed out? They’re coming to you. You’re the smart one. You shouldn’t be worrying about whattheythink ofyou.”
Ran makes a face. “I know. I just got into my head a little. Well, and I also didn’t know Eliza was going to be out here.”
There’s suddenly a rock in my guts. “What?”
“Yeah. I guess she talked her way into a position on their marketing team for the transition.”
“Or maybe Tyler got her the job?”
