“Take your time.”
“Planning to.”
I moaned as Ryder curled his fingers around me, thumb putting just the right pressure in just the right spot, and then again when the wet heat of his tongue followed, fingers tightening involuntarily in his hair. He pushed his head into my hand again, though, so I thought he probably liked that.
There was so much to learn about what he liked, and I couldn’t wait to figure out more of it.
“Just like that,” I murmured, thighs tensing at the first touch of his lips to the head of my cock, tentative and then greedy, surrounding me and sucking me down as far as he could take, hand doing the rest. His other fingers dug into my thigh with every limit he found, giving me something else to focus on while my head spun at the thought of Ryder doing this for me.
Inexperienced or not, Ryder was giving it everything he had. Before long I was gripping the sheets white-knuckled, groaning in the back of my throat, forcing myself not to squirm.
He was getting the hang of it, too, humming around me as he bobbed his head, building up a rhythm that had me panting for breath.
I tugged on his hair, and he pushed the blankets out of the way to look up at me, lips swollen and slick, eyes unfocused.
“I want you to come down my throat,” he said, voice wrecked.
I had to bite down on my tongue to stop myself coming all over his face.
I barely managed to nod before he was on me again. Blood pounded in my ears and stars burst in front of my eyes and then he did something with his tongue I hadn’t been expecting and that was it, I was doing exactly what he’d asked me to as his throat worked around me, swallowing again and again.
By the time he pulled off, I couldn’t move.
But Icouldwatch him sit up, licking a drop off his lips and looking me over with hunger in his eyes.
My phone buzzed.
Itkeptbuzzing, which meant someone was calling me at this hour of the morning when all I wanted to do was look at Ryder sitting on my thighs, flushed and hard and gorgeous, sex-softened but not done yet.
The buzzing stopped.
And then it started again.
Ryder glanced over at it.
“It’s Seth.”
I groaned.
Did anyone in the entire world have worse timing?
“You’d better answer it,” Ryder said. “What if he needs a last-minute Hamlet?”
A snort escaped me despite the gnawing thought in the pit of my stomach that I couldn’t let Ryder out of my sight, out of mybed, now that I had him here. Otherwise, I might lose him.
The buzzing stopped, and then started again.
I grabbed the phone and swiped to answer.
“Someone had better be dying,” I said.
Seth was silent for a handful of heartbeats, and then he laughed. “Oh my god you’re having sex with Ryder,” he said.
I blinked. How could he possibly know…?
“That’s the only reason you’deversnap at anyone,” Seth said, answering my question before I’d finished forming it. “Was it everything you ever dreamed of? Wait, he’s right there, isn’t he?”
“Right here,” Ryder called out.
