Ryder gets his car from valet and we sit in silence for a few seconds. "Care to take this back to my place?" Ryder asks. I nod, biting my bottom lip at the lustful thoughts that fill my head. "Stop doing that." Ryder says. "Stop doing what?" I ask innocently.
"Biting your lip." Ryder replies. "What? Am I making you all hot and bothered?" I ask. I run my hand down his arm and his fist tightens on the steering wheel. "Sebastian." he says in a warning tone. I move my hand to his knee, tracing my fingers higher.
Ryder takes my hand in his free one and presses a kiss to my knuckles. "You don't have to do this if you're not ready." he murmurs. In response I take my hand from his and feel the growing bulge in his pants. Ryder hisses, slamming on his foot on the breaks.
He turns to face me and uses his hand to pull my chin towards him. He captures my lips in a passionate kiss, placing his hand in the small of my back. I let out a breathy moan and Ryder retracts his grip from me, my moan turns into a whimper as I reach for him.
"I am going to make love to you in the most pleasurable ways, but I am going to do it at home in my bed. Not in the back of my car on the side of the road." Ryder says calmly. I cross my arms over my chest and poke my lips out in a pout, Ryder chuckles and I see his eyes.
They're dark, his pupils dilated almost overtaking his iris. I shiver as he starts the car again and continues towards his flat. The drive seems to take forever as he pulls up outside. He walks around the side of the car, opening the door for me and helping me out.
He pressed me against the car, capturing my lips in a passionate kiss and tracing down to my waist with his hands. He lifts me off the ground and I instinctively wrap my legs around his waist, pleasureful friction lights my skin on fire as he kisses down my neck.
His hand moves to support my ass while the other one presses to me back. He carries me up the steps into his flat, pressing open mouthed kisses to my neck the entire way. I'm let down into my feet and we're in his bedroom. Ryder unties my bow tie, dropping it onto the bed.
Next he removes my suspenders, biting my earlobe between his teeth. I fumble with my hands to unbutton his shirt and he helps me, he easily undoes my shirt and tosses on the floor. My hands trail down his chest, feeling his muscles tense beneath my fingertips.
Ryder moves his hands to my waist, easily unbuttoning my pants and letting them fall to the floor. Before I know it we both stand naked, I watch Ryder nervously as his eyes scan my body. His eyes linger on the faint scars gracing my thighs and the long one on my arm.
It goes from my right wrist to just below the bend in my elbow. He walks towards me, "Don't put yourself down like this." he says. He brings my right wrist to his lips, pressing delicate kisses all along the scar. "Your are beautiful, with or without the scars." Ryder adds.
He turns me around, pulling me so that my back is pressed against his chest and I can feel his hard member pressed against my ass. He grabs my left hand and brings it up, rubbing his thumb gently over the still healing scars. "These mean you're strong." Ryder says.
I'm painfully hard and desperate for relief by now. "I am not strong and I am not brave, I'm a coward that couldn't face the world." I murmur. My voice is hoarse and Ryder moves his hand to my abdomen, trailing down to trace the scars on my thighs with his fingers.
"You've faced losing battles and come out alive. Yeah you've got your scars, but all they are are battle wounds. Without them, you wouldn't be who you are. You wouldn't be the person I love." Ryder says. A sharp intake, "You don't." I say sadly.
"I do. I will always love you." Ryder replies. He presses a kiss to my head before turn be back around and capturing my lips. We walk backwards and my knees hit the bed, I fall back onto the bed and Ryder crawls on top of me. He trails open mouthed kiss down my neck.
I moan and arch my back off the bed as he bites the skin on my collarbone. His hands travel down, he takes my member into his hands and strokes me steadily. My mouth opens and I'm gasping breathlessly. Ryder takes my nipple into his mouth, swirling it with his tongue.
A shiver rakes through my body as he kisses the skin of my thighs, over the scars. He looks up at me with a heated glance before spreading my legs and taking my hard member into his hot mouth. I arch off the bed, Ryder holds my waist as he swirls his tongue.
"Ryder...I'm so...so...so close..." I gasp. A ball of tension builds in my abdomen and Ryder uses his hands to fondle my balls. He runs a hand down my inner thigh, pulling off of me before going right back down. My tip hits the back of his throat and he hums.
It's my undoing as my cum fills his mouth, his dark eyes stare into mine as he swallows every drop, milking me dry. He pulls off with an obscene pop, pulling me into a passionate kiss. I taste myself on his tongue as he plunges it into my mouth, I fist his hair.
"You're stronger than you think." Ryder murmurs. He turns me over, trailing his fingers down my spine. His fingers dance over my asshole, sending shivers up my spine. He inserts a finger that has me squirming, a second finger and I'm begging for more.
He inserts a third finger and hits my prostrate, I arch my back and moan loudly. He hits the spot again and again, another knot forms in my abdomen. "I'm so...close..." I say. Ryder removes his fingers, I whine at the empty feeling as he does.
He hums, running his tongue along the shell of my ear. I feel his tip at my entrance and he slowly pushes in. Fire engulfs my lower half, tears leak out of the corners of my eyes. Ryder uses the pad of his thumb to wipe them away as he pushes further in.
He rests once he's fully inside, pulling back out and ramming into me again. I meet his thrusts as his hands tighten on my hips, he grunts as his warm seed fills. Simultaneously my own white sticky cum splatters my chest and the sheets, Ryder kisses the crown of my head.
He collapses beside me as I fade into sleep, "I love you more than you'll ever know." he murmurs. I'm too tired to respond as I fade into unconsciousness...
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CEO's Bartender
RandomA bartender and a CEO with dark pasta that couldn't be more different, at the same time they're more alike than they know... WARNING: Mature Content