Page 31 of The Fault Next Door

“I’m sure. But you have to keep it dry. I’ll make sure your hair gets washed.”

“It needs it.”

After getting Ryder’s shirt off, Nolan covered his arm and then helped the guy out of his pants. “Do you need to use the restroom?”

“No, I’m good.”

“Okay, let’s get into the shower.”

Nolan glanced down at Ryder’s body, taking in his muscles and his cock that was growing harder by the second.

“You sure you feel good enough for me to jack you?”

“Oh yeah. That will really help me sleep.”

“If you pass out after the shower, I’ll lock up your place before I head home.”

“Do you want to sleep over here?”

Nolan reached out and cupped Ryder’s balls. “I want to, but we both need sleep, and I can guarantee you if I’m over here, this dick of yours is going to be hard all night. I’ll check on you before I leave in the morning.”

“There’s an extra key in the top drawer beside the dishwasher. Take it so you can let yourself in. I’m turning off my alarm.”

Nolan was surprised by Ryder's suggestion that he take a key. "Are you sure you want me to have a key?"

Ryder nodded. “Yeah, I’m positive. Honestly, I’m good with you joining me in bed at any time.”

Nolan chuckled before turning on the water. They hadn't been seeing each other for that long, and they'd promised to keep it casual. Maybe this was casual for Ryder. He could have given out keys to loads of people, but Nolan doubted it.

He liked showering with Ryder. After washing his hair then soaping up his body, Nolan lathered up his hands then began rubbing the slick suds over Ryder's dick. It didn't take long for him to push Ryder over the edge. He enjoyed watching Ryder come. The pleasure he saw in his lover's face made him feel amazing. That he could do this for him was even better.

Chapter 22

Ryder barely madeit to the bed before passing out. He felt Nolan covering him with the sheet, but nothing after that.

When he woke up, the sun was shining in through his bedroom window. It was much later than he usually woke and a little disorienting. But that could have just been the pain pills. After stopping by the bathroom, he stumbled out into the kitchen and found a note leaning up against his coffee maker.

I’ve madecoffee for you. Just push the button. You were sleeping hard when I came in. I’ll stop by after work and wrap your arm up for a shower. Don’t work in the barn. I don’t want you to get your bandage dirty. I’ll do the chores after work.

Ryder pushedthe button on his coffee maker and wondered if Nolan didn’t want to shower with him again. He stared at the note, rereading the lines again. Maybe Nolan had written the note that way because he didn’t want it to sound weird if someone like his mom or dad had come over before he woke.

Just thinking of showering with Nolan was making him hard. He would need to watch his thoughts, but thinking about Nolan was so satisfying. There wasn't a good way for him to jack off without Nolan's help, though, so his cock would be plenty hard by the time Nolan made it home.

Thinking about the accident caused a shiver to race down his back. His arm would heal, and he would be okay. He hadn’t really been injured.

He poured a mug of coffee and stared out the window. He needed to get his truck from work. Should he drive? Probably not. He was much sorer than he’d been the day before. The shots Nolan had given him must have worn off.

He decided to take it easy and watch TV. At some point, he must have fallen asleep because he had woken up to his father knocking on his sliding door.

He stood and headed over to the door, opening it before stepping back. A sliver of fear twisted through him because he couldn't take his dad with his arm injured. He just hoped the man didn't act like a fool. If he did, he would do everything he could to cause damage.

"Morning," Ryder said as he headed into his kitchen to pour himself more coffee. The machine had turned off, and the liquid in the pot was cold.

“You mean afternoon.”

He grunted as he poured the coffee out. He turned to face his dad. He wasn’t going to speak. The man had been a jerk, and he had nothing to say to him.

“Your mother is having that girl over. I expect you to be there.”

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