Page 36 of No Rules
Alex did as he was told.
“Hands against the wall.”
Alex hesitated only a moment, but then he turned around, spread his legs, and stuck his ass back, ripe for the taking.
“Ready?” Ryan asked.
“God, yes.”
Ryan put his left hand on top of Alex’s, pinning him in place as if he feared Alex would walk away. As if he could. Ryan positioned himself at Alex’s entrance, paused for a beat or two, then pushed inside. The sensation of being filled so completely was overwhelming. Alex clenched his teeth, struggling to adjust to the intensity, but he wouldn’t trade it for anything.
“Fuck, you feel amazing,” Ryan rasped. “Why do you always feel so fucking amazing? I missed you. Two days, and I missed you so much.”
Alex’s head dazzled. He couldn’t attach meaning to that. Ryan had missed the sex, nothing more. But oh, how his heart ached with it, the longing he’d experienced himself.
Ryan held himself still, allowing Alex a moment to get used to the feeling, but it wasn’t long before instinct took over, and Alex squirmed, desperate for more.
Ryan withdrew slightly, then thrust back in, setting a pace that had Alex moaning and arching his back for more. The intensity of Ryan’s touch captivated Alex. The press of Ryan’s fingers into Alex’s flesh left behind marks that seemed to brand him as Ryan’s and Ryan’s alone. He felt a strange sense of pride in knowing he could inspire such passion in a man like Ryan, who was always so guarded and closed off.
Ryan’s thrusts became punishing, driving into Alex with such raw ferocity his entire body shook. The shift in intensity was sudden and breathtaking. Every nerve ending lit up like fireworks as their bodies moved together in perfect synchronization, the shared rhythm amplified by the slap of skin against skin.
“Ah fuck!” Alex struggled to hold his weight against the wall.
“Wait for me.” Ryan’s voice was a low growl that vibrated through Alex’s chest. “Don’t you dare come until I say so.”
Alex whimpered at the command, his body aching to release the pressure building inside him. But he loved surrendering control to Ryan, letting him dictate the pace. He focused on his breathing, channeling all his willpower into holding back the tidal wave threatening to crash over him.
“Yes, Sir.”
The words rolled from his lips as if he’d uttered them a thousand times, feeling more natural than anything he’d ever said.
“Say it again.”
“Please, Sir…” Alex’s voice cracked with the effort it took to repress the orgasm clawing at him, desperate to break free.
“Good boy.” Ryan snaked his hand around Alex’s hip and gripped his throat, cutting off his air supply enough to make his vision swim. The added danger only made the situation more thrilling, pushing Alex closer to the edge.
“Ryan, I can’t—” Panic and pleasure swirled together in his mind as his muscles tensed in anticipation of the inevitable climax.
“Yes, you can. Wait.” Ryan continued to pound into him with relentless energy.
Alex’s thoughts were a jumbled mess, but amid the chaos, he clung to one simple truth: he had to wait. He had to obey. So despite every instinct urging him to let go, he held on, waiting for the moment when Ryan would grant him release.
As Ryan’s thrusts grew faster and harder, the room seemed to shrink around them. Their bodies moved as one, a perfect dance of desire fueled by need and trust. Ryan gasped as he pushed himself relentlessly onward, each powerful stroke driving them closer to the edge. Each thrust of Ryan’s hips sent jolts of electricity coursing through Alex’s veins, igniting every nerve ending in his body.
Alex’s control slipped away, and he teetered on the brink of surrender. His entire focus centered on the Herculean effort it took to keep from coming undone. “Can’t…hold on…”
“Almost there, baby boy.” Ryan tightened his grip on Alex’s waist as if to physically tether him to the moment. “Just a little longer.”
And then it was over. Ryan’s body tensed as he came deep inside Alex, claiming him completely. “Fuuuuuck…”
Feeling the aftershocks of Ryan’s release, Alex braced himself for the final surge of pleasure. He braced himself against the wall, breathless, as Ryan wrapped his hand around his cock with an almost predatory precision. The sensation was electrifying, a mix of relief and exquisite agony as he was pushed to the very edge of his limits.
“Let go,” Ryan said, his voice a low growl in Alex’s ear. “Come for me, baby boy.”
With a guttural cry, Alex succumbed to the whirlwind of passion that had been building within him for far too long. Every single cell in his body came alive, and fireworks exploded behind his closed eyes as the world around him ceased to exist. His vision went white, then black, and his lungs spasmed with the struggle to draw in enough oxygen.
As the last tremors of his orgasm faded, Ryan loosened his grip on him and pulled out of Alex, a trail of fluids dripping. His legs too shaky to stand up, Alex slid down the wall and onto the floor, utterly spent. His bare ass hit the hardwood floor, and he cringed at the unpleasant sensation. Ryan lowered himself beside him, and they were both panting.