Felix jerked his head up. “No, that’s not what I meant. I just don’t want to miss the opportunity to . . . you know. But I don’t think I could take that beast tonight.”
Ryder chuckled. “There’s no pressure to do anything. And we certainly don’t have to do everything or even anything tonight. We’ll have a lot more opportunities, I hope.”
“Really?”
“Yes, Felix. Really. I know I might have a bit of a reputation, but I don’t go on dates with just anyone, you know. I really like you. I’d like us to see where this could go, if you’re interested.”
Felix’s eyes widened, and he chewed his lip nervously.
“What is it, baby?”
“Mason said . . .”
Ryder growled without thinking, making Felix jump. What the fuck was Mason playing at? They both liked to rile each other up, like siblings, but this was overstepping for him.
“I’m going to call Mason.”
“No. Don’t do that. I think he was just looking out for me, and it was before we’d even been on a date. It was at the Delaune’s party after I’d slapped you.”
Ryder laughed, remembering that. He got a thrill out of knowing Felix had a feisty side, and wondered if he could bring that out of him when they were in bed.
“What did he say?”
“Just that if I went there, not to get my hopes up for anything more.”
That was fair, but it still wasn’t Mason’s place to be interfering. They would have words, but not now. Felix needed him, and he wasn’t playing his part.
“Take your clothes off and lie down on your back.”
Felix’s eyes flashed with heat, and his whole body visibly shuddered. He stood up and took off his shoes and socks, then his trousers. He went to grab his jumper and stopped.
“What’s wrong?”
“Can we turn the light off?”
“I want to see you.”
“Please?”
Ryder nodded. He used the touchscreen on the wall and turned off the light, but put on the bedside lamp on the other side of the bed.
“Is that okay?”
Felix nodded and took off his jumper and T-shirt in one fluid motion. Ryder could make out his slim frame, and could see the hint of freckles on his upper arms and shoulders. He wanted to lick all of them. Felix hadn’t taken his underwear off, but Ryder didn’t want to rush him.
“Come here. I want to taste you.”
Felix walked forward, his adorable shyness radiating off him. Once he was close enough, Ryder grabbed his thighs and pulled him forward. He ran his hands over his soft skin. There was barely a hair on him, and it was all natural. Ryderhad to wax all the time to keep his body smooth, although he let the hair grow out when he could. His fans seemed to go wild for it, and he preferred it, but if he was doing professional shoots, they wanted him smooth.
Goosebumps prickled all over Felix’s skin, so Ryder continued running his hands all over his upper body. Sitting on the edge of the bed, Felix’s crotch was in Ryder’s face, and he could see how hard he was, with a wet patch. Ryder leaned forward and licked over it, getting a little taste. Unable to wait anymore, he pulled down Felix’s briefs, freeing his cock. It was long, thin, flushed pink, and dripping wet.
“You’ve got a pretty cock. Can I have a taste?”
Felix nodded his head, chewing his bottom lip. Ryder stuck his tongue out and licked the head, getting a delicious taste of his precum. It was perfectly Felix—sweet, with a hint of salt. Ryder slid his lips around Felix’s cock and sucked gently. He could hear him moaning, so he wasted no more time and swallowed him down to the hilt. He loved sucking cock and taking his time with it. Most guys just wanted to blow him and then go for a ride, which he was always up for, but this was so much better... the soft moans from Felix as he used his tongue to swirl round the head, before taking him all the way down again. He was the perfect size for Ryder to deep throat him.
“Fuck my mouth, boy.”
Felix snorted.
