Page 44 of Hearts Colliding
“Just go with it. Let me do this for you, babe. It’s all for you,” he breathed, smiling when Alex’s warm breath feathered against him as he exhaled a deep sigh.
“Babe,” Alex whispered. His eyes drifted to a close as, without doubt and question, he offered himself up to Ryan.
Slow. Take it slow and make it good… With long, measured glides, he moved Alex through the tunnel of his fist, easing then pulling back his foreskin over the hot, rounded end of his cock. Pre-cum seeped from the slit, each viscous drip smoothing the way as he circled his thumb pad across the top, spreading the warm, silky juice.
Alex pushed a broken breath through gritted teeth as he shoved his hips up in a hard thrust.
“No. I told you not to move.”
Alex muttered impatiently, but he fell still, obeying the command.
Slowly, Ryan resumed his push and pull, the tiny twists, the sweep of thumb over, around and under the glistening head of Alex’s cock. Every breath Alex took, every sigh and groan, every tremble of his body, Ryan felt it all.
“Ry, please. I need, I think…”
Alex opened his eyes. They were huge in his face, the pale blue turned black, his lips red and swollen, wet and bruised looking. Ryan squeezed down on the base of Alex’s cock, but it was too late. Alex swelled in his hand, his climax rising and rushing through him.
“Come on babe, come on. I’ve got you,” Ryan ground out, pumping Alex hard, no longer denying Alex’s frantic thrusts.
Capturing Alex’s mouth in a deep and desperate kiss, he sucked and swallowed every single one of Alex’s shuddering groans as Alex emptied himself, soaking them both with hot, sticky release.
* * *
Alex woke up to kisses. Kisses that were more like licks. Rough, raspy licks. And breath that smelled like—
He snapped open his eyes and stared into Henry’s furry tan face. Ryan, holding fast to Henry, laughed before he set him on the floor.
Struggling to sit up and resurface, Alex rubbed at his eyes. “How long have I been asleep?”
“Nearly an hour. After you screamed the place down, you pretty much passed out—”
“I did no such thing.” Had he screamed? He sat up, avoiding Ryan’s amused gaze as he cringed at being ascreamer.
“Well, maybe scream is overstating it. A bit.”
Ryan’s grin hovered on the edge of smug. Alex looked down at the dried mess on his stomach… There was no doubt Ryan had a lot to be smug about. Yet, his eyes were soft, and Alex was powerless to not smile into their warm and inviting blue.
Growls and grunts snagged his attention. Henry, on the rug, rolled around on his back.
“I’d better take him out.”
“No need. I took him for a walk around the garden. I also gave him his dinner.”
“Oh. Thank you.”
“No probs.” Ryan rubbed and tickled Henry’s stomach, and told him what a good boy he was.
Warmth unfolded deep in Alex’s chest. Ryan had looked after Henry, seeing to his needs without fuss. He sucked on his lower lip, to stop the tremble that had no right to be there. Ryan had a dog himself, so sorting Henry out was a natural thing to do, so why the hell had Ryan’s gesture got to him?
“I’m going to have a shower.” Getting to his feet quickly, the blood rush caught him unawares and he swayed. Firm hands grabbed him, and held him steady.
“Careful. Reckon you’re still more asleep than awake. I can jump in with you, if you like? Just as a precaution, to stop you from falling and to give you a good going over. With shower gel and a loofah, I mean.” Ryan’s grin was dark and wicked, but his eyes shone with good natured humour.
Alex glanced away, not able to hold Ryan’s gaze. “It’s a tempting offer, but…”I just need a few minutes on my own. His heart banged against his ribs in protest.
“You’re overthinking again.”
Alex snapped his head around. “No. I’m…”
