Page 31 of Totally Opposed

“Do you still think this is a bad idea?” he asks.

“If it is, I don’t care,” I reply, and he spins me around to face him.

“I think this is one of the best ideas I’ve ever had,” he says, brushing the back of his fingers along my jawbone and over my ear. I can’t help but lean into his touch.

“I thought it was my idea,” I say, the excitement in my gut building.

He shrugs. “Either way, it’s brilliant.”

My gaze moves to his mouth, his fingers slip behind my neck, and he pulls me into a deep kiss. His tongue fighting mine for control, heavy and sweet, and it’s perfect. Everything about kissing Ryan is perfect. The way his mouth fits like a puzzle with mine, how his body presses against me until the distance between us disappears and my cock pulses.

The way he’s commanding our kiss, holding me to him, only heightens the lust growing inside me, and my cock throbs, aching for him. His mouth moves along my jaw, sucking and nibbling until he’s back in that soft spot in the dip of my neck, and my heartbeat rises, sending a warm hum across my body.

His fingers move to unbutton my pants, and when he peels them open and pulls my briefs over my hard cock, the cool air sends a rush through me and I shudder.

“He won’t be cold for long,” Ryan whispers into my neck, then he lowers to his knees, and I look down and watch as he spits into his hand and then wraps his fingers around my thick length and gives it a slow stroke.

“I think he’s still cold,” I say, and Ryan licks his lips and then wraps them over my cock head.

I suck in a sharp breath, the heat from his mouth sending a surge of blood right to my groin, and my cock throbs in his mouth as if to urge him on further. I grip the bedpost in one hand and hold the back of his head with the other, careful not to take control, because what he’s doing is perfect and I don’t want him to change any part of it.

I know I said this was a bad idea. But right now, past Alan can fuck right off because Ryan Tanner sucking me off is the best fucking thing I have experienced in forever. Even if future Alan is the one who will have to deal with pretending we’re nothing once we’re back on the field. After the first time in the conference room, it was difficult but not impossible, but after seeing his mouth deep throat my cock, there is no way I won’t picture exactly this every time I look at him from now until forever.

His mouth and hand move in sync, increasing in speed and pressure, and his free hand slides behind me to grip my ass, squeezing and kneading as he moans into my cock.

I love that it’s my cock that’s eliciting his moans, he’s getting pleasure from pleasing me, and it’s so fucking hot. Watching my length move in and out of his mouth, feeling his hand on my ass, the soft strands of his hair between my fingers, all of it is mind-spinning.

“I’m so close,” I groan.

“Hmmm mmm,” he replies, increasing his speed and grip.

“Oh god, so close, fuck, yes. Yes. Fuck, oh god yes.”

My body spasms, rolling waves of my orgasm filling his mouth. He doesn’t slow, he sucks and slurps and milks all of it from me until I soften.

“Holy shit, that was incredible,” I say, helping him to stand.

He swipes the pad of his thumb over his lower lip, and I clutch his hand and suck his thumb into my mouth.

His eyes close for a moment, and I slide my free hand down his front and over the bulge in his pants.

“I think he’s waited long enough, don’t you?” I ask, and Ryan smiles. “I think you should take off your clothes and get on the bed.”

He doesn’t hesitate and strips off his shirt first, turning towards the bed as he moves, and the muscles in his back glisten in a beautiful amber glow from the bedroom light.

He bends slowly as he lowers his pants, peeking over his shoulder as he goes.

“Is this what you wanted?” he asks, and I close the distance between us and slide my hands over his tight, round ass.

“Hell yes.”

“Then take it,” he replies, and I drop down and bury my face between his cheeks. He shudders, and I slide my hand up between his legs and give his balls a soft tug, then pull away.

“On the bed, I want to taste all of you,” I say, and he climbs up and rests with his back against the pillows.

“How’s this?”

I climb between his legs, grip his ankles, and pull him down until his back is flat against the bed.

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