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Tyler's breath caught as he gripped my waist with his hands. "Ronan," he gasped.
Taking his hand, I guided him to the bed. When the backs of his knees hit the mattress, Tyler sat, looking up at me with a mix of desire and nervousness.
I knelt between his legs and placed my hands on his thighs. "We can stop anytime," I assured him. "Just say the word."
"I don't want to stop. I want you, Ronan. All of you."
I nodded, knowing we were pushing well past any of Tyler's previous experiences with men. Lowering my head, I gazed into his eyes one more time.
My lips brushed against his exposed cock head, and I savored the taste along with the silky smoothness. While I licked and sucked, drops of precum oozed out, and I eagerly swallowed them.
Tyler began to moan as he threaded his fingers through my hair. He'd kicked all of his apprehension to the curb and surrendered to the moment.
I sucked harder, my tongue swirling around the head, and then my lips slid down to meet my hand, gently stroking him in rhythm with the sucking.
The moans were suddenly more urgent, and Tyler's hand gripped my hair tighter. I was determined to send him over the edge into a pool of bliss that he'd remember for a long time to come. As I stroked faster while bobbing my head up and down, his balls tensed. He was close to the edge.
Suddenly, his hot cum exploded in my mouth. I gagged slightly, but then I managed to swallow the full load. I didn't want to waste a single drop of it.
Tyler's eyes had fluttered shut when the orgasm hit. As I pulled back, wiping the corners of my mouth with my thumb, he opened his eyes again, and they were hazy, floating in a sea of pleasure.
"Oh, fuck," he groaned as he watched me. "I've never seen anyone taste me like that before."
He smiled from ear to ear as he watched me lick my thumb again.
"Maybe I'll share it with you sometime."
Tyler pulled up close to lie beside him. "I think I'll need a little more time to process that."
Our first session of intimate connection was a beautiful mix of passion and tenderness, of discovery and connection. There were moments of awkwardness—briefly uncomfortable positions, gentle bursts of nervous laughter—but they only made the experience more real.
Afterwards, we lay tangled in the sheets with Tyler's head resting on my chest. I ran my fingers through his short hair, feeling more content than I had in years.
Tyler started to speak and then gave up. "I don't even have words."
"Incredible; that's the best word for you."
"I've never felt like this before," he confessed softly. "It's not just that you're a guy. I haven't felt like this about anyone."
I cupped his face in my hands, drawing him in for a gentle kiss. "Me neither," I admitted. "I know we haven't known each other long, but... this feels right. You feel right."
Tyler's smile was radiant as he leaned in to kiss me again. "Yeah," he murmured against my lips. "It does."
As we drifted off to sleep, wrapped in each other's arms, I dreamed about the future and what it might mean to build a life in Blue Harbor, with Tyler by my side. The thought should have terrified me, but instead, it filled me with a sense of excitement and possibility.
Chapter ten
Tyler
Islowly woke, and vague morning thoughts began to creep in like a mist rolling in over Lake Michigan. The first clear concept was how luxuriously soft and warm the bed felt—silky sheets that were almost like liquid against my bare skin. They were vastly different from my worn cotton sheets at home.
My body was a little achy, but in a pleasant way, like I was waking up after a hard day playing baseball, but I smiled when I realized it wasn't from that. Memories of the night before flooded back into my mind.
I took a deep breath, inhaling the scents that surrounded me: crisp, clean hotel grade linens, the warm spiciness of Ronan's cologne, and the lingering smell of sex. Combined, they made my pulse race. I never expected to find myself in such a situation.
My eyes blinked open to see rays of golden sunlight landing on the foot of the bed. Rolling over onto my side, I focused on the warm body lying next to me. My breath hitched in my throat.
Ronan lay on his side, facing me, still sound asleep. The sheet covered him to his waist, revealing his gym-toned pecs and abs. His face was the most relaxed I'd seen it. He looked at least five years younger.
