Allen could feel his face heat up, but he kept his eyes on Rick’s. “Yeah.”
Rick opened the passenger door for him, and Allen got in and watched Rick walk around the front of the car. When Rick got in, he didn’t start the engine straight away but looked over at Allen. “Do you want to come back to my place?”
Allen’s stomach flipped, his dick hardening in response at the thought of being with Rick again. “Yeah.”
Rick’s eyes held his for a second longer, then he started the car and pulled out. As Rick drove, Allen looked down, seeing what appeared to be a business card. Briar House Hotel. Rick must have been there recently for work.
When Rick parked in the garage, he glanced at Allen. “Are you still sure?”
Allen nodded. “Yes.”
They rode up the elevator in the quiet, and when the doors opened, Rick led the way down the hall to his apartment. Once inside, Allen kicked his shoes off and hung his jacket on the hook. Rick did the same, then turned to him.
Rick didn’t say anything. He stared at Allen, then kissed him. Allen moaned into their kiss as Rick’s hand slid to the back of his neck, moving Allen until his back hit the wall with a soft thump.
Allen’s hands went to Rick’s shirt, gripping it, pulling Rick closer as their tongues danced together. Rick rubbed againsthim, and Allen groaned. Feeling how hard Rick was only made him want Rick more.
Rick pulled back just enough to speak. “Tell me if you want me to stop.”
“I don’t,” Allen whispered. “Don’t stop.”
Rick kissed him again, deeper this time, then dragged his mouth down Allen’s jaw, biting him before moving back to kiss him again. “What do you want?”
Allen didn’t want gentle tonight. He swallowed hard, then whispered, “I don’t want soft tonight.”
Rick’s hand slid down Allen’s side and gripped his ass. “Bedroom.” He grabbed Allen’s hand and dragged him down the hallway and into the bedroom.
Allen went willingly, a small smile on his face when Rick began pulling his clothes off. Allen did the same, then groaned when Rick sat on the bed and patted his leg. “Ride me, Allen.”
Groaning, Allen grabbed what they needed, then moved into position, feeling Rick’s hard cock slide between his asscheeks. He kissed Rick, his hands moving over Rick’s shoulders, holding on to him as Rick touched and pulled at his body.
When Allen finally sank onto Rick’s cock, his head fell back, mouth open as his ass stretched around Rick. Rick’s hands tightened on Allen’s hips, holding him in place until he told him to move.
Allen rode him, leaning closer. The feeling of Rick’s stomach sliding along the aching flesh of his cock made Allen whimper, and he gripped Rick’s shoulders tighter as he moved on Rick’s cock.
He needed more, so he moved faster, harder, whimpering until Rick took control. He grabbed Allen by the hips and rolled them, so Allen was on the bottom then continued to fuck him. Allen cried out and held on to Rick, his fingers tugging his hair.Far too soon, Allen felt his balls tighten and he clenched around Rick’s dick, groaning as he came, the world disappearing.
Some time later, Allen lay with his head on Rick’s chest, listening to Rick’s heartbeat. Their legs were tangled, his body languid. Rick’s hand moved slowly over Allen’s back, causing him to sigh.
Allen shifted slightly. “Better?” he asked.
Rick was quiet for a moment. “Yeah.”
Allen lifted his head enough to look at him. “You seem more here.”
Rick’s eyes flicked to him. “I am.”
Allen nodded and settled back down. They stayed like that for a bit, saying nothing. Allen didn’t feel the need to fill the silence, and he knew Rick felt the same way.
Rick cleared his throat. “I did some writing today.”
Allen lifted his head again. “Did you?”
“Yes.”
“That’s good,” Allen said, and he meant it. He knew Rick had been struggling. “Can I see?” Rick went still, and Allen felt it straight away. “It’s fine,” Allen added quickly before Rick could shut down. “You don’t have to show me. I just—”
Rick exhaled through his nose. “No. It’s okay.”
