“You don’t?”
“I don’t know what my father is going to do when he finds out.”
“They don’t know?”
I shake my head. “I haven’t seen them, and I’ve barely heard from them. I was hoping you’d come through to the house for a few days, and we can tell them then. Together.”
“You sure you want me there?”
“Yeah, I love you, Ryder. I want to tell them all. I’m ready.”
“Fuck, princess, I love you too.”
I breathe out a sigh of relief. “They promised they would be home Sunday. Will you come Friday and stay with me till they get back?”
He nods. “I would love to.” He leans in and starts kissing me, sliding his hand down my body. I groan, and he grins against me.
Then there’s a knock on the door, and Ryder gets up to answer it. Jay comes barging into the room. “Thought I’d drive back with you. Mum and them have left, said they’ll see you at home.”
I groan and grumble. “Cock blocking bastard.” He winks at me and walks past, flopping down on Ryder’s bed.
“Hurry up, lover boy. I’m starving.” Ryder grimaces at me, shrugs his shoulders, and gathers all his stuff. Within twenty minutes, he’s walking out the door.
“I will see you Friday, okay?”
I nod, and they leave. I feel alone all over again. I can hear them laughing all the way down the hall.
Ryder
Chapter 37
It’s Friday afternoon, and Dad let me leave work early. I’m driving up to Arch’s place. I’ve borrowed Jay’s car as it’s nicer than mine, and I can’t wait to see him. This is the longest we’ve been away from each other, and we’ve talked every day, but it’s not the same.
I pull up the massive driveway and around the fountain. Fuck, this is fancy. I slide out of the car and grab my bag from the back. I head up to the door, but before I can knock. It swings open, and Arch throws himself into my arms. I drop my bag and wrap my arms around him. I breathe him in.
“Fuck, I’ve missed you, princess.”
“Ryder, I’ve missed you too.” I lean in to give him a kiss, but he pulls away. “Let’s head to my room.”
He drags me inside. I don’t see another person around the house. It’s massive and eerily quiet. Spooky almost with big gold frames around the staircase paintings of old-fashioned people. We push into Arch’s room, but it’s more of a suite. As he kicks the door shut, he’s already fumbling with my belt and shuffling my jeans down.
“Hey, wait… I…” He shoves me down onto the bed and throws himself on top of me, clawing at my clothes. “Arch, what’s up?”
“Nothing. I’ve just missed you.”
He slams his lips to mine and fumbles to get my jeans down. Next thing I know, his hot mouth is wrapped around my cock, and I gasp.
“Shit.” I gasp out. “I wasn’t expecting that.”
He grins around me but carries on sucking my dick like I’m paying him. I reach my hand into his hair, stroking through it before tightening my grip. “Ahh, fuck princess, shit yeah.”
I lay back and close my eyes. “Fuck.”
He nips playfully, and my eyes fly to his. I tighten my grip on his hair and buck up, choking him a little, and he grins back. Fuck, just looking at him like this, it’s like he’s a different person, and I really, really love this fucking person. He licks up my shaft and swirls his tongue around the head before plunging back down, trying to take me all in.
I smile at how fucking glorious he looks between my legs, and I buck harder when my dick hits the back of his throat. I hold him down till he coughs and splutters, causing me to groan before letting him ease off.
A tear tracks down his face, and I wipe it away with my thumb, sucking it into my mouth and groaning, “Fuck, you look so sexy right now, bruised lips wrapped around my dick, tear-stained face, shit, Arch. You’re a fucking vision.”
