Ryder could only breathily ask, “What is it?”
“Don’t worry about it,” Hunter told him as he switched his oral attentions to the other nipple. “Enjoy it for what it is.”
Although Ryder wanted a more concrete answer, he was too far gone to devote any more effort to pursuing an answer. All that mattered in that moment was Hunter’s touch, and Ryder writhed under the attention, getting increasingly worked up into an aroused frenzy. Needy groans escaped from Ryder and Hunter relished every one of them, loving that he could affect him so deeply.
The sounds encouraged Hunter to work his way down Ryder’s body until he once again was confronted by the dark mark he had left the other day. It was a thing of great beauty to Hunter and he reverently kissed it, Ryder gasping sharply in response. Hunter felt an almost primal reaction to the hickey, as if he had laid claim to Ryder physically through the mark. It was a concept that Hunter was shockingly unopposed to, but that was a thought that would have to wait until later.
He lightly nipped at it for good measure, causing Ryder’s hips to jerk. Hunter practically purred, letting his fingers dip teasingly toward Ryder’s entrance. With Ryder splayed so beautifully before him, it made Hunter want to take him all the more.
The feeling of Hunter’s fingers there made something inside of Ryder flutter and he subtly tried to move away from the sensation, shivering as Hunter continued circling temptation.
Moving his hand away from the alluring area, Hunter was amused by the displeased noise his action earned him. He reached under one of the pillows to pull out a condom.
The sound of the wrapper being opened distracted Ryder. Based on their positions, Ryder had a momentary flash of nervousness that Hunter was going to use it himself, but it was unfounded. Once again taking the opportunity to apply the condom on Ryder, Hunter repositioned himself above his rival. Slowly lowering himself onto Ryder’s erection, Hunter didn’t stop until he was completely seated.
Ryder watched in fascination as his cock slowly disappeared into Hunter, becoming even more turned on by the sight. When Hunter intentionally constricted his muscles, Ryder gasped as he instinctively thrust into that tight heat. After so much teasing earlier that day, it was a relief for Hunter to finally have Ryder inside of him, even if part of him wished it was the other way around. Choosing not to dwell on it, Hunter began to move at a slow pace to start off, enjoying the slow build-up of pleasure.
Ryder’s hands reached out and once again found purchase on Hunter’s thighs, running his fingers along the quivering muscles. Although it was slightly awkward because of their position, Ryder relocated one of his hands from Hunter’s thigh to his erection. The feeling of Ryder’s hesitant hands on him caused Hunter to falter and he moaned his approval in the hopes of encouraging a more substantial touch.
Ryder was mesmerized by the sight of Hunter on top of him with his head tossed back and an expression of pure bliss on his face. Hunter closed his eyes as he continued moving, his actions taking on a sense of urgency as he slammed down harder, in search of the ultimate pleasure. It made it harder for Ryder to try and continue working Hunter’s rigid length, and eventually Hunter pushed the hand away, as it was too distracting. Caught up in the sensations, Ryder didn’t take the brush-off personally.
Only sighs and moans were uttered between them as they pursued their climax, their actions becoming more frenetic as they neared it. As Hunter felt himself nearing his peak, he started to work his own length. Glancing down at Ryder with a smoldering look of lust, Hunter was taken with the sight of his rival beneath him. Thinking about having Ryder under him willingly, writhing as Hunter dominated his desires, made him want so much more.
Watching as Hunter pleasured himself, Ryder appreciated the visual, even if he felt like he was the one who was supposed to be the one doing that. When Hunter gave him that cocky smirk, it was too much to bear and Ryder gave himself over to the sensation. Arching with a wordless cry, Ryder came without warning, moaning in the aftermath of his release as he continued to ride his high.
Taking a moment to appreciate the beauty that was a satiated Ryder, Hunter allowed himself to find release as well, his cum spilling onto his rival’s firm stomach. It was simply one more way that Hunter had visibly claimed his rival, which was immensely gratifying.
The dark desire in those brilliant blue eyes was cause enough for Ryder to ask, “What?”
“Fuck, you look good like that,” Hunter perversely murmured as he raised himself off of Ryder’s spent member, unable to differentiate an embarrassed blush from the flush of exertion on his face. It was a sight that Hunter had already committed to memory and he doubted it was anything he would ever tire of in the future. His eyes roamed over Ryder’s lithe body.
Self-conscious, Ryder took the opportunity when Hunter leaned forward to wrap his arms around his rival’s neck and pull him closer. Hunter tensed up, but didn’t move away. When Ryder didn’t release him immediately, Hunter questioned, “What are you doing?”
“I don’t feel like moving yet,” Ryder explained, not ready to get up and go wash up since he felt too good.
Ryder had almost expected Hunter to reject his request, so he was pleasantly surprised when he acquiesced. Softly sighing in contentment, Ryder continued to enjoy the aftermath of their coupling.
Although Hunter had his reservations about it, even he had to admit that it was kind of nice to lie in Ryder’s arms. It was a liberty he would have tried to talk anyone else out of, yet being embraced by Ryder was surprisingly comfortable. Hunter experienced a rare moment of peace, which he wasn’t used to having in the presence of others at the brothel. Even though Hunter knew that Christophe was probably keeping close watch through the cameras, he closed his eyes, surrendering himself to the moment.
Ryder’s fingers were aimlessly tracing invisible paths along Hunter’s skin, causing him to shiver at the unintentionally teasing touch. Although it could have easily stirred his desires, Hunter merely luxuriated in the intimate familiarity, accidentally nuzzling Ryder in response.
Surprised, Ryder asked, “Seriously, what’s in that stuff?”
“Stuff?” Hunter repeated, stifling a yawn as he realized Ryder was talking about the incense. “No clue, why?”
Hunter was unusually docile, but it was a nice change of pace from his normal egotistical hostility. It was an unexpected side of Hunter that intrigued Ryder further. “Just curious,” Ryder replied, embarrassing himself further by instinctively kissing Hunter’s temple.
Realizing what he had done, Ryder felt a need to immediately rectify the lapse of judgment. “Sorry, I—”
Interrupting Ryder with a chuckle, Hunter asked, “After everything we’ve done, that’s what you chose to apologize for?”
It was an odd statement, but Ryder decided to let it go. Although he wanted to linger in the moment, the cooling seed on his stomach was starting to bother him. “We should probably shower,” Ryder suggested.
“Sure,” Hunter agreed, “but you’ll have to settle for a bath.”
Even though he was puzzled, Ryder said nothing as Hunter helped him out of the bed and led the way to the bathroom. Although it was on the small side, the black marble floors and elegant square tub in the corner were stunning, even if a bit incongruous with the bedroom’s theme. The extensive lattice work and screens also made an appearance in the bathroom, which was the only thing that connected the two.
Hunter turned around, waiting for the tub to fill with hot water. He nodded at a door off to the side and suggested, “The bathroom’s through there if you need it.”
Reminded of the mess on his stomach, Ryder blushed and headed over to the closed-off toilet room to clean it. Wiping himself as clean, Ryder also removed the used condom and threw it in the trash can as well. Taking a moment to compose himself, Ryder took a calming breath before rejoining Hunter in the main part of the bathroom.
After shutting off the water, Hunter was the first to step into it. He held his hand out to Ry
der to help him maintain his balance on the slick marble while getting into the large tub. For a moment they just stood there, but Hunter finally instructed Ryder, “Turn around.”
Complying, Ryder offered no resistance as Hunter guided him into a sitting position on his lap. Leaning back against Hunter’s chest, Ryder found himself unwinding even further as he felt an arm embrace his waist underwater. When he made the softest sound of contentment, Hunter rewarded Ryder with a kiss on the neck, sending a shiver through him. Ryder closed his eyes as he let one of his hands rest on top of Hunter’s arm, which was possessively holding him.
It felt entirely too natural and Hunter had to secretly admit that he liked the way Ryder’s body fit against his. There was something comforting about having Ryder surrender completely to him—well, almost completely—and Hunter decided not to question it for the time being.
Once again, a comfortable silence descended over them, and Ryder softly sighed as he relaxed further into Hunter’s embrace. It was becoming less awkward for Ryder, but it was still a little strange to be so comfortable around Hunter. Ryder still couldn’t stand the fact that Hunter worked there, that the only way he could see him like this was in the brothel, but he was coming to the conclusion that it was better than nothing. He couldn’t help but wonder how different it would be if they met outside of Cole Corporation, or even outside of the university. Ryder wondered if it would somehow be more personal, more intimate, or if it would be more of the same. Only then did it occur to Ryder, “You never say my name.”
The seemingly unrelated statement pulled Hunter from his own thoughts and he had to ask for clarification. “What?”
It was weird to have such an important conversation without being able to look directly at Hunter, but it also made it a little easier. “You never say my name here,” Ryder elaborated, his fingers moving anxiously over Hunter’s wrist under the water. “Is it against the rules or something?”
“Not explicitly, no,” Hunter answered. “You are an exception.”
Although the answer was straightforward, it further confounded Ryder. “Why?” Ryder wanted to know, finding it strange.
“Because if I say your name, you’ll end up saying mine,” Hunter logically explained, although it hadn’t necessarily been a conscious decision. It was important to Hunter to keep Ryder’s name separate from the place as much as his own, as if that would somehow stop him from being tainted by the sordid reality of the brothel. It was illogical, but he felt a need to sanitize certain parts of the experience.
“Oh,” was all Ryder could say, unsure what to do with the information. It made sense, but there was still something deeply unsatisfying about it to Ryder.
“You almost sound disappointed,” Hunter commented, feeling the way Ryder was starting to tense up in his embrace.
“Maybe I am,” Ryder softly replied. He didn’t quite understand his own reaction, but he felt that if his real name was used that it would link them and the experience, confirming to Ryder that Hunter knew who he was with.
There was a hint of sadness in Ryder’s tone, which bothered Hunter. “If I use your name now, you’re going to think that I’m only doing it because you asked,” Hunter pointed out, using a bit of underhanded logic to get around the request.
“I guess,” Ryder conceded, wondering why it suddenly seemed like such an important subject.
For the first time that evening, the silence became awkward and Hunter frowned. It obviously had meaning for Ryder, so Hunter finally offered, “I will if you want me to.” Ryder made a noise of surprise and Hunter couldn’t resist tracing the shell of his ear with his tongue. “I am not opposed.”
“You think I’m being ridiculous, don’t you?” Ryder asked, even as he shivered at the sensation of Hunter playing with his ear. How was it that something so simple could feel so good?
“Not necessarily,” Hunter denied, lightly capturing Ryder’s earlobe with his teeth and sucking on it.
Inhaling sharply and tensing in response, Ryder was surprised when Hunter’s arms embraced him tighter. “Stop trying to distract me,” Ryder growled, needing it to stop before he got aroused again.
Hunter, running his free hand between Ryder’s legs, slowly trailed his way along the inside of his thighs. “I’m merely making a point.”
Against his will, Ryder’s legs spread apart a little to allow the action. The sensuously slow touch felt incredibly good, but Ryder wasn’t ready to concede his point. “What do you mean?” Ryder asked with the slightest hint of a tremor in his voice.
“You’ll see,” Hunter promised, moving his hand that had been embracing Ryder. Rather than verbally elaborating, Hunter allowed his actions to speak for him instead. Slowly running one hand up Ryder’s chest, Hunter began to toy with one nipple while his other hand strayed in the direction of his rival’s member. He was starting to tease Ryder’s body into reawakening, every touch deliberately placed and never left to linger too long in one place.
Ryder didn’t understand what Hunter was trying to do, but he could already tell the outcome. Shifting awkwardly, Ryder made a soft sound of distress when Hunter’s hand drifted over his balls while the other hand tweaked a nipple. Ryder’s temper flared when Hunter chuckled, but he did nothing to deter what was happening.
Abandoning Ryder’s nipple, Hunter ran his hand up to his rival’s neck, to tilt his head back for better access. Kissing Ryder’s neck while gently stroking it with his thumb, Hunter murmured, “Relax.”
“How the hell can I relax when—when you’re—damn it!” Ryder swore, unable to focus as Hunter continued his teasing.
Kissing his way down Ryder’s neck to his shoulder, Hunter let his other hand glide down the smooth expanse of his rival’s chest to join the other one underwater. Firmly running his hands along Ryder’s thighs, Hunter trailed them in tandem on the way up, parting his legs further. Hunter was intentionally touching everywhere but where Ryder wanted.
As the torturously pleasant touching continued, Ryder leaned back further and rested his head on Hunter’s shoulder, quietly groaning in need. Ryder was becoming increasingly frustrated and he could feel Hunter’s erection pressing against him, arousing him even further. “Fine, you’ve made your point, so—”
Interrupting Ryder, Hunter disagreed, “No, I haven’t.” Ignoring Ryder’s grumbling to get on with it, Hunter finally ran his fingers over his rival’s erection with the faintest of touches, which was meant to frustrate him further. The water sloshed when Ryder moved into the action, in an attempt for more contact. There was something immensely satisfying to Hunter about completely decimating Ryder’s composure and he intentionally kept his touch light until Ryder gave himself over completely. Only then did Hunter increase the pressure in reward, finally wrapping his hand around Ryder’s dick like he would if he were pleasuring himself.
One of Ryder’s hands scrambled for purchase on the side of the slick marble tub, and he gasped loudly at the way Hunter started to work his length. After so much teasing, it was almost a complete shock to his system. Hunter nipped at the back of Ryder’s neck, amused by the way it caused him to buck into his fist as he continued slowly pleasuring his rival.
The longer Hunter drew out the experience, the louder Ryder became as he started to move more in the water. Nothing he did made Hunter speed up and finally Ryder tried whispering, “Please.…”
The darker part of Hunter wondered what it would be like to have Ryder under him, reduced to desperately pleading for more as he thrust into him at a pace meant to completely dominate his rival’s passions. It only made Hunter harder and he softly moaned in approval before he gruffly asked, “What?”
“Please,” Ryder repeated in a distressed tone, even as his hips mindlessly continued moving in rhythm with Hunter’s hand.
Running his thumb over Ryder’s slit as he continued, Hunter felt the thrilling rush of power, knowing that he had complete control of his rival’s desires. Although it was easy to lose sight of his goal, Hunter persev
ered as he drew his sole pleasure from causing Ryder to unravel under his touch. Hunter quickened his pace, even as he trailed slow kisses from Ryder’s shoulder up his neck, loving the way he instinctively acquiesced. It was a surprise when Ryder reached back and wrapped his arm around Hunter’s neck, tangling his fingers in his hair as if to ground himself from the overwhelming rush of lust. The action didn’t entirely displease Hunter and he softly moaned his approval as he brought Ryder closer to his end.
Hunter could feel Ryder’s body starting to tense in warning and he smiled privately to himself at what he was about to do. In the lowest, most sensual tone of voice, which Hunter knew few could resist, he moaned next to his ear with a hint of need, “Ryder.”
It had the desired effect and Ryder came almost instantaneously, his entire body arching with the effort. Hunter rewarded him with a tender kiss on his neck, feeling more than a little smug as he released Ryder’s member and returned his arm around his waist once more.
Panting as Hunter continued to silently embrace him under the water, Ryder quietly groaned as he relaxed further against him. “It’s not fair,” Ryder grumbled, but he sounded entirely too satiated to be upset.
“I believe I’ve made my point, then,” Hunter smugly stated, laughing at the indignant huff his comment received.
Rolling his eyes at the response, Ryder was torn between remaining as they were or returning to the bedroom. He wasn’t sure how much time they had left, but he figured it was safe to assume that it would be less than he wanted. Deciding relocation would be the best idea, before he started to prune in the water, Ryder started trying to move away from Hunter’s grasp to stand.
Although Hunter’s initial reaction was to pull Ryder back to him, he allowed him to do as he wished. It gifted Hunter with a lovely view of that tight little ass he wanted to plunder. He didn’t resist his impulse to reach out and caress it.
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