Page 35 of What You Own
ADAMWASreal quiet during class. He showed up late, so I didn’t get a chance to talk to him in private. Something was up, and it put a funny little worm in my stomach that kept flipping and turning. He got up and sang a duet with Penny, hit every note right, then sat back down, totally oblivious to the moon eyes Penny tossed his way for the rest of class. He wasn’t mad, and he wasn’t sulking. He just wasn’tthere.
He ducked out early too, then sent a text that he’d meet me at my place. The little worm in my gut got bigger. He’d had lunch with his daddy yesterday so—fuck me with a wooden spoon. He was gonna dump me.
I drove home with ice water in my veins, more scared than I’d been in a long time. He was waiting outside my apartment door, and the sight of him made my heart give a familiar little flutter. Every time I saw him I wanted him closer, right up next to me so I could protect him like I didn’t in that parking lot.
“Hey,” he said. He smiled but it didn’t light up his eyes like usual.
“Hey.” I unlocked the door because if he was dumping me it wasn’t happening in the hallway.
I dropped my keys and laptop on the floor by the door, which clicked shut. Then I was slammed against the door and Adam was yanking me down to him. He didn’t kiss me so much as he tried to fuse our mouths and tongues together. I hauled him close, my dick taking quick notice of the action and the pressure of Adam’s thigh against it. He yanked at my hair, like he didn’t know if he wanted to pull me into him or push me away. My mouth flooded with the taste of Adam. My cock filled painfully fast. I grabbed his ass, held him tight, and he pushed into me, his wood riding my hip.
Lord but I could come like that.
Adam wrenched away so fast I thought I’d hurt him somehow. His eyes were bright, cheeks red, mouth puffy, and he stared at me like he didn’t know which part to attack first. I didn’t rightly know if it turned me on or scared me, but it was sexy as hell to see it in him. He took a handful of my belt buckle, hauled me into another stupefying kiss. I let him manhandle me across the living room and into my bedroom.
He kicked the door shut. “Fuck me, Rye.”
The needy growl in his voice shot me in the chest. We wrestled each other out of our clothes, Adam getting more impatient the closer to naked we got. He had me suited and slicked and his ass in the air before I caught up with the program. I should’ve stopped, should’ve slowed things down because none of this was like him, but goddamn I loved fucking him. Loved the way he just bent over for me, elbows braced on the bed, knees apart. Body waiting for me to fill it.
I groaned. Couldn’t help it. I reached for the lube by his head so I could get him ready.
“Just go, please,” Adam said, breathless like he’d raced down the side of a mountain.
I paused, uncertain if this was a good idea. “You sure?”
“Yes. Please, Ryan, I need you in me. Now.”
Holy damn that was hot, and it shattered any kind of control I’d brought to bed with us. I lined up and pushed. He didn’t let me in at first. I rubbed his back and flanks, his ass and thighs, feeling the sweat and the shivering skin. He grunted and made frustrated noises, and I was about to stop and use my fingers anyway when my cockhead breached that outer muscle. I worked in deeper, trying to get in slow. Adam took that away when he slammed backward, taking me all the way in.
The noise he made wasn’t a scream, but it was damned close. I yelled something too, because too hot, too tight, too fast, and it was fucking awesome and terrifying at the same time. I got lost in the sensations, drunk on it, until Adam growled, “Fucking fuck me already.”
The demand startled me into action like a cracking whip. I pulled back and then shoved inside hard enough to slap my balls against his. I lost myself in the tight heat, in the needy noises spilling out of his mouth, in the slap of skin on skin. Gripped his hips hard, slick with sweat and getting tougher to hold on to good.
My balls drew up. Electricity sparked up and down my spine, settling deep in my groin. Building bigger, more.
“Harder, damn you.”
I snarled at his command. Leaned over him to grab his shoulders. Pistoned into his ass. His legs trembled. I was so damned close. I reached around to jerk him off, to get him there with me. I grabbed a soft cock and was so surprised I stopped moving. Adam clenched around me, damn him, and I snapped my hips once as I came. The violent orgasm ripped through my cock and balls, more powerful than I’d expected—or deserved, since Adam wasn’t even hard. I felt weirdly ashamed and a lot confused as I pulled out.
Adam rolled onto his side, his back to me, chest heaving. I dumped the condom on the floor, a little dizzy, not a clue what had just happened.
“Adam?” Nothing. Something like dread curled inside me, dark and heavy, like sour molasses. “Hoss?”
He covered his face with both hands. Hell. I curled up behind him and tugged him against me, wrapped my arms right around him. He melted into me, hands covering mine. Little tremors made his arms and shoulders shake. He wasn’t crying, though, just working through something, and I felt awful for fucking him like that.
“This about your dad?” I asked. Had to be. Everything with us was peaches until that damned lunch.
“He’ll never love me if I’m gay,” Adam whispered, the words raw.
“Baby, you are gay.”
“I know.”
Shit and damn it all anyway. I held him tighter because I didn’t know what else to do. I didn’t have any words to fix this. I couldn’t make Adam’s daddy any less of an asshole. I couldn’t make it so Adam and I never met up again. All I could do was love him like I always had—only stronger. Better. Be a safe place for him.
Adam
MYASSwas on fire, my hips and shoulders were sore, and my leg muscles were weak, trembling. None of that was real pain, though, and I held all of those sensations tight inside me while Ryan held me in his arms. I’d wanted exactly what Ryan gave me—relief from the tangle of thoughts and fear in my head. A brief respite from the certainty that in the very near future, I was going to lose one of the two people I loved the most in the world.
