Page 45 of More Than a Spark

“Okay.” I snatched the base of the toy, then pushed it in while he fisted my cock and dropped his mouth over me. Sensation swept over my body, heating my skin, and my balls tightened. The edge of release surged inside me. Panting, I said, “S-stop for a second. Holy fuck.”

He halted all motion and peeked at me. “You okay?”

“Yeah, just thought I was going to come again.” I willed my orgasm down and focused on the round, soft skin of his ass. Maybe anal wasn’t so bad. In fact, maybe anal was pretty good.

“Go faster, baby.” Milo pumped my dick with his mouth and fist, moaning over it.

My eyes rolled back in my head for a second and I groaned, then stroked his twitching dick while fucking him with the toy. My climax roared to the surface, and I surrendered to a whole-body explosion of sensation, my toes curling and face tensing. “Coming, holy fuck, coming hard.”

With a gasp, Milo’s ass clenched, and his cock pulsed in my palm, then hot cum spurted between my fingers and onto the covers of the bed.

As it slowed, I pulled the toy from his hole and he fell in beside me, saying, “Damn, Ryder, I haven’t come that hard ever.”

“Yeah? Me neither.” I threw the plug to the floor and wrapped him up in my arms, not caring about the stickiness on us, then kissed his curly hair. “You really know how to turn a guy on.” Maybe it was because we were so close already that made me open up to the possibilities with him. “How does that feel, having something in your ass?”

He snuggled into me. “It feels great. You were rubbing my prostate and oh, fuck, just feels great.” He giggled. “I can still barely talk.”

“Yeah, I see that.” I held him tighter. We needed to have a conversation about this. “So, you said you normally top.” I buried my face in his hair. Could I try doing what he’d just done? I did want to know what all the fuss was about.

“I do, but I don’t hate bottoming. I’ve got to be in the mood for it.” He lifted his head, his gaze searching mine. “What are you thinking?”

“I’m thinking, maybe sometime, we could try the plug on me?” I quirked my brows. I never in my life thought I’d be signing up for this, but here I was. Gay Ryder asking for anal play.

“Yeah, sure. I have a smaller one.” He smirked at me. “I’d hate to blow you wide open right off the bat.”

“What?” I stared at him, mouth dropping open, ass tightening.

“Relax, I’m just fucking with you.” With soft snort, he tapped my shoulder. “Don’t worry, I’ll make you feel good.” He planted a kiss on my lips.

I could trust him. “Yeah, okay.” I hugged him into my chest again. “You know, all of this with you has blown my mind. You’re showing me things I never knew about myself. How the hell did it take this long for me to see that we should be together like this?” My heart swarmed with sudden emotion. Milo had always been there, waiting for me to come around.

With a sigh, he said, “So, you have to leave early tomorrow morning, right?”

“Yeah.” I pressed my lips together. “I’d ask you to come have breakfast with me and my dad, but I uh…” My pulse quickened. “I might come out to him at breakfast. I wasn’t sure if it would be awkward for you to be there.”

He tipped his head back, peeking up at me. “You are?” His lips parted. “That’s something you should probably have some privacy for. He might be a little shocked.”

Nodding, I said, “Yeah, you might be right.” I had no idea what reaction I was going to get. Maybe I should tell himafterbreakfast?

“I have practice with the band later in the day, so…” He nuzzled into my neck. “It’ll be a busy week with me starting classes on Wednesday.”

“Shit, already?” I stroked the back of his hair. The summer was flying by so quickly. But that was good, because then it wouldn’t be hot as fuck when I got to my new company and started taking real calls.

“Yeah, I think we have a gig next weekend at a new casino, too, so I’ll have to get ahead on my studying.” He kissed my chest. “But we can see each other on Friday, right?”

“We’ll definitely see each other on Friday.” A soft ache rolled through my chest. I wanted to see him all the time now. Hopefully I wouldn’t be too tired on Friday this time around. “I’ll come to your show, too. Where is it?”

“Gila River. They’re setting us up in a bigger venue.” A grin quirked his lips. “We’re going to have a green room and everything.”

“A what?” I teased one of his curls with my finger.

“A green room. It can also be called a dressing room, I guess. But it’s a private room we can hang out in before the gig and on breaks.” He circled his finger pads over my pec. “We’re getting so big, everyone tries to talk to us on our breaks and it’s really not like a break at all.”

“Yeah, people trying to hit on you more like.” Heat flared in my chest. I knew I could trust him, but I didn’t like the idea of people thinking they could get his attention. He was all mine.

“Ryder Scott, are you jealous?” He smirked up at me.

“Maybe a little.” I lifted my chin and gazed at his ceiling. “I guess when it comes to you, I’m a little possessive.” Okay, a lot? Anothernew to mefeeling that he brought out of me. “Don’t worry, I’ll scare all the guys away from you.” I sniggered softly. He had no idea how serious I was.

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