Page 56 of More Than a Spark

“Good.” He kissed my cheek. “Let’s go back to Tempe Marketplace. Russ, the recruit I’ve been helping, told me about a great Korean barbeque place there.”

“Oh, that sounds different.” I held his arms that were wrapped around my chest. “I’ve never had it.”

“Neither have I, but he said they bring you all these meats and you cook them at your table and they are delicious.” He squeezed me and nuzzled into my hair.

“Sounds romantic.” My smile was so wide, my cheeks ached. It was like all my dreams were coming true.

“Good, let’s get going.” He released me and grabbed Jeremy’s shirt. “Should I just leave this on Jeremy’s bed?

“Yeah, I’ll show you where it is.”

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I heldRyder’s hand as we strolled into the Korean restaurant, my gaze taking in the purple glow of the place and the modern, white leather seats in the booths. “This looks really nice.” Couples and groups were chatting and cooking various meats in round barbecues set into the tables.

“Yeah, it does. Go figure, a nineteen-year-old guy knew about it.” He led me to the hostess stand and she brought us to a booth centered in the restaurant.

I slid into one side while Ryder glided into the other.

He rubbed his hands together. “This smells so damned good.”

“It sure does.” I breathed in the scent of garlic and spices.

An Asian male server set down menus for us and took our beer order, then left.

I perused the menu. “So, it looks like you just order your meat, and they bring all these other dishes, like different kimchis out.” Most of it looked pretty spicy, but I liked spice.

“Yeah, let’s stick with the pork and steak, what do you think?” Ryder rubbed his chin between his thumb and index finger.

I looked at him, his muscular frame under his tight, v-neck shirt, the way his bangs framed his brown eyes, his generous lips. What was he going to let me do to him tonight? My cock stirred.

He did a double take of me and grinned. “What?”

Heat flooded my neck. He’d caught me. “Nothing. Just um…thinking.” Tilting my head, I met his gaze with mine. “So, what sort of things did you want to do when we get home?”

Leaning in, and grinning from ear to ear, he said, “Milo, that’s what you were thinking about? Sex?” He glanced around us for a second.

My dick swelled in my jean shorts, and I adjusted it. “Well, you did say you were ready for more.” I fingered the edge of my menu.

He tongued the corner of his mouth. “Yeah, I want to try…” He looked around us again, then came in even closer and in a soft voice said, “I want to try anal.”

My heart about stopped and my cock pressed against my zipper. He was going there? “Yeah?” I set my menu down, and breathed in deeply. “So, like you want me to finger you or?—”

“Use that plug thing on me.” He squirmed in his seat. “Shit, this conversation is giving me a hard on.”

“Me, too.” I giggled. If he liked it, and I knew I could make him feel amazing with it, we’d be one more step to having actual sex and maybe he’d let me top. My cock jerked. Oh, holy fuck, the connection with him would be amazing.

The waiter stopped by, dropped off our beers and we ordered our food.

“So…” With a soft grin teasing his lips, Ryder brushed his fingers up and down his glass. “You told me you liked to top.” He drank some of his beer, his gaze landing on mine.

“Yeah, it’s usually what I do with the guys I’ve hooked up with.” As my pulse kicked up a notch, I watched him. Was he about to tell me he wouldn’t allow that? But if that was the case, I’d just have to live with it. I chewed my lower lip, staring at the dancing bubbles in my beer.

He crinkled his nose. “Okay, so, how often do you bottom?”

With my gaze snapping to his, I said, “I don’t know, maybe twenty percent of the time. Usually the guys I’m with get off on?—”

“I-I don’t want to hear about you with other guys.” He held his hand up, frowning. “Sorry, but now that we’re together, it just…I don’t want to hear about it.” He huffed. “Fuck, come sit next to me. You’re too far away.” He patted the cushion next to him and motioned with his hand. “This is not a conversation we should be having across the table.”

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