Think Outside the Box by Ellen Holiday

Author:Ellen Holiday [Holiday, Ellen]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

THE CAB wasn’t air-conditioned, and the two of them were sweating like pigs as they pulled up to Ryan’s apartment. Ryan waved to the doorman, and he nodded at the two of them, sweeping his gaze over Craig and registering him as a repeat guest. An old, staid part of Ryan wanted to worry about that. But he couldn’t bring himself to lend it the gravity it deserved. This was what it felt like to have a huge crush on someone, he thought as they waited for the elevator. You know better, and you don’t give a damn.

He was still aware of the security camera in the elevator. And they were both sweaty. So they maintained their distance, quiet, just sort of smiling at each other like idiots the whole way up.

“I might need a shower,” Ryan said as they arrived at his floor.

“Mm.” Craig’s assent was low, enticing. “I might too.”

“Shower or nap first?”

“Guess we’ll find out.”

Kissing first, it turned out—crazy kissing, like men possessed, the minute they stepped inside the apartment. Ryan pressed his fingers along Craig’s cheeks, holding him fast, and they slid their tongues slow and wet and deliberate against each other. Ryan was groaning, Craig panting into his mouth as they walked their way backward toward the bedroom. Somewhere along the way Craig lost his shirt. Ryan’s ended up hanging from a doorknob.

“Shit,” Craig hissed, “think I forgot to bring—”

Ryan kissed him into silence. He didn’t care.

They ran the tub water. Ryan pushed Craig against the tile as it heated, and then they found their way into the shower, still locked together. “Can’t stand it,” Ryan whispered. “Can’t stand how much I want you.”

“Ry—” Craig grabbed his ass, then raked his fingers up Ryan’s back.

“Shh.” Ryan kissed a wet trail down Craig’s neck, then dropped to his knees. “My turn. Mine.” His voice was a fevered growl.

Craig grabbed his hair and arched, crying out, as Ryan tasted him, slipping wet and hurried lips over the tip of his dick. “Nngh—you don’t have to,” he whispered, then, “Oh, God” when Ryan took him in deeper. Ryan’s own cock was aching, hard and throbbing, but the noises coming from Craig’s throat were too delicious. He could taste each one in the back of his throat, along with the pump of Craig’s cock, thick and full, against his hard palate. He gripped Craig’s backside, pulled him in so Craig could comfortably thrust into his mouth. The sense of power was heady. He was dizzy with want.

Craig was swearing a blue streak, tugging at Ryan’s hair. “Shit,” he pushed out through gritted teeth. “Shit, Ry, fuck. Fuck, so good.”

Ryan could have let him go on like that forever. He half wanted to. He was curious about the feeling of Craig letting go in his mouth, the taste of it, how far he could go without having to pull off and beg for a moment to collect himself. But Craig was tugging upward now, forcing Ryan off him, and his

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