Page 40 of King of Liars
I started to call to him, but he was already spinning around, heading back toward me, our gazes meeting.
Holy shit. Was he pacing, waiting for my class to end? And why did I hope that had been the case?
A bright smile lit up his face, and I was sure mine mirrored his own.
Since that night after the house party, when we’d gotten high and fucked around, we’d started spending a lot of time together. Not as knights, but as Aiden and Ryan.
“Hey, man. Swing by to see me?” I teased as I approached him.
“More than you realize.” He hooked an arm around me and guided me down the hall.
“Wait. You seriously were over here to see me?”
“Well, not just see you.” He led me to the stairwell, and we headed to the lower level floor, where he ushered me into the men’s restroom, into a stall.
I eyed him curiously, wondering where this was all leading.
But as soon as his lips pressed against mine, I had a feeling I knew what he’d come for.
Our mouths smacked as he slid a hand under my shirt, probing at my abs.
The sounds of running water, air dryers, and squeaking stall doors echoed through the restroom as we made out. The knights hadn’t been asked over to King’s place the past weekend, but Ryan and I fucked around at his place…again and again and again, vaping and watching movies in between fuck sessions.
When he finally pulled back, he confessed, “Just needed another taste.”
He reached into his back pocket, retrieving the familiar gold wrapper. “Uh-uh,” I said, fetching my own out of my pocket.
“Oh, thinking you were getting lucky today, did you?” Ryan asked.
“Keeping them handy on me now to make sure I have one to fuck my naughty Ryan.”
He snickered as he unfastened his belt, practically throwing his pants to the floor, and turning around for me.
I pulled out a packet of lube as well, holding it in my mouth as I readied the condom.
“You have no idea how badly I’ve needed this,” Ryan said as I opened the lube and poured some onto my fingers. I offered some for his hole before lathering it across the condom and starting my way inside.
Unlike previous times when we’d played around, that hole was ready to welcome me in.
Another stall door swung open, and a faucet switched on as I pushed in.
Ryan pressed his hand against the side of the stall as he stifled a moan. I found my way deeper within him before grabbing hold of his cheeks and pushing them apart.
“Jesus Christ,” he muttered as I fucked his hole.
He looked over his shoulder, bending down, pushing that ass out more for me as I leaned in and kissed him. He leaned back slightly, his mouth hanging open. I took it as an invitation, spitting into it. He licked and sucked before spitting back into mine, and I swallowed it so fucking eagerly.
A growl pushed past his lips, and I reached into the back pocket of his pants and took out the condom he’d displayed before. As we panted together, I passed it to him. He hurried to put it on as I kicked off my shoes and stepped out of my jeans. I offered him the packet of lube, which he took and spread around his thick cock.
I started to turn, but he set his hand on my shoulder and ushered me back around, then stooped down and slid his arms around my thighs, hoisting me into the air and pushing me back against the stall wall.
I relaxed against it. The way he was looking at me, I knew how this was going to go down, and I was loving every second of it.
The hustle and bustle from the restroom had slowed, everyone was surely off to get to their next classes…where I should have been, but I didn’t give a shit if I missed economics.
I could feel Ryan lining his cock up, sliding through the crack, right into my hole, like the fucking sexpert he was. He took his time, his face tense, so fucking serious, as though my hole was the most important thing in his world in that moment.
As much as I wanted to kiss him, I wanted to stare at his pretty face too, appreciate it in all its beauty as he gazed at me with those sparkling blue irises.