“I fucking told you.” Even with my dick in his ass, he’d still bicker with me. “I knew you’d like it.”
“Yeah, yeah.” I wrapped my hand around his cock and he arched his back off the bed.
“Fuck me for real,” he choked out. “Hurry or I’m going to come all over your hand and make you lick it off your fingers.”
My entire body flushed, but I spread one of his thighs even wider so I could bottom out. His hands tangled in my hair, drawing our lips together again in a clash of heat and hunger. I fucked him hard, the sound of our combined grunts and our skin slapping together made all rational thought leave my head.
“Turn over,” I said, slapping his thigh. I pulled out just long enough for him to roll onto his stomach before I pushed back inside him. His face buried in the bed, and the groan that came out of his mouth was electricity in my veins.
“Harder.”
My voice was strangled. “Ryu.”
I thrust even harder. His ass pushed back against me, so I reached around to fist his cock and stroke him. He started muttering in Japanese, and I knew he was getting close. The base of my spine tingled and my balls tightened. I wouldn’t last much longer either.
“I’m going to fucking come,” he moaned, just before he shot all over the bed and my hand.
“Oh, God, Ryu, me too.” I thrust as hard as I could, as deep as I could. The orgasm was so intense it made my head spin. I leaned my forehead against his back while I tried to catch my breath.
He started laughing, which drew a smile to my face. I slowly pulled out of him, every nerve on fucking overdrive, before I collapsed next to him. I yanked his arm over until his head rested against my chest.
“What’s the verdict?” he asked, still totally out of breath.
I pressed a kiss to what remained of his stupid man bun. “I don’t know. I might have to do it again before I decide.”
He sighed dramatically. “If you must.”
I gripped his chin and tilted his head up for a kiss. “So what does this mean, then?”
A questioning look filled his eyes. “What do you mean?”
“You just wanted me to fuck you once?” My thumb dragged down his cheek. “Were you just messing around? Trying to tease me?”
He grabbed my hand. “No, I wasn’t messing around. I told you before. I really do like you. You and Leona. You’re the only ones who make me feel like this.”
I didn’t have words.
“And what about you?” He sat up. “You just going to fuck me once and then back off? Run away? Decide you didn’t like it?”
“No,” I said softly. There was something about Ryuji. Something that drove me crazy, like he had shoved his hand inside my chest and gripped my heart with an iron fist. I couldn’t get him out, and I’d long since stopped caring. That’s probably why I’d felt so strongly about him even from the beginning. “I liked it. I like you.”
“Huh.” He leaned down and put his head back on my chest. “Okay, then. Next time I’m on top, though.”
My smile was buried in his hair. “Sure.”
45
OBI
The girls slept in and enjoyed as much time as they could before we couldn’t stall any longer. Rossi had been ringing Cas’s phone constantly, asking when we were going to drop her off. Eventually, they agreed to get ready, and we piled into the car. Leona had given some clothes and toiletries to Chiara, since she’d left everything behind in Connecticut, and I made a mental note to buy Leona replacements. Rossi could facilitate the rest for Chiara.
The ride to Rossi’s territory was careful and quiet. We were trying to stay off the radar, following routes where Ciel knew cameras were fewer and far between. He’d stayed behind at home to run tech support with his full computer setup. Whenever he could, he’d kill the feeds to keep us from being tracked, but at least twice, I thought we were being followed.
We slid into a parking space down the street from Rossi’s restaurant, Nonna’s.
Chiara gave Leona another hug. My count was up to five.
“Are you sure you want to do this?” Leona asked, for at least the fourth or fifth time.