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fuuuucking God,” Dante drawled long and low as he felt Ryan settle all the way inside him and then hold still.
    Ryan spread his body over his, and Dante felt him kiss his neck. “You can feel everything, can’t you?” Ryan whispered. “Feel my mouth on your cock, my tongue on your perfect, tight hole, my cock inside you. You can feel all of it right now all together, can’t you?”
    “Fucking hell yes,” Dante answered as Ryan slowly began to move. Dante arched his back, and Ryan held him, stroking his chest. His senses had long ago gone into overdrive. Ryan licked his skin and sucked on Dante’s ear as he fucked him faster and faster.
    “You remember the rule?”
    “Fucking hell, yes,” Dante ground out between his teeth as Ryan moved faster and faster, fucking him so hard and deep he’d feel it into next month. “Please,” Dante begged. “I gotta come.”
    “Not yet,” Ryan told him, sliding his hand down Dante’s belly before closing his fingers around his cock. “You can come if you want, but if you hold out, I’ll swallow you whole.”
    Dante shivered as Ryan dragged his cock over his prostate, and even though his eyes were still closed, he saw fucking stars. “Jesus Christ,” Dante cried, sweat breaking out all over him as he remained balanced on the knife’s edge like he had for what seemed like the past hour. Ryan’s breathing became ragged and his thrusting irregular. He thrust deep and then stilled, his cock jumping inside Dante’s body.
    Ryan collapsed forward onto the bed and didn’t move at first, but then he slowly pulled out of Dante’s ass. They were both breathing like marathoners, and every inch of Dante’s skin tingled. “Please,” he gasped.
    “Roll over,” Ryan told him softly. “Open your eyes.”
    Dante cracked his eyes open for the first time in God knew how long. Ryan leaned forward, kissing him hard before backing away. Dante got his first look at Ryan naked, but he already knew everything, from Ryan’s sculpted chest hair that narrowed toward his clipped pubes to his massively thick cock. He already knew what Ryan looked like and smelled like, even what he tasted like.
    Slowly, Ryan leaned forward. Dante watched open-mouthed as Ryan paused over his cock. “Come for me, Dante,” Ryan said and then swallowed his cock in one swift movement. Dante was so hyped up, so on fire, that within seconds he screamed and filled Ryan’s mouth with his release as every nerve in his body fired all at once. Tears filled his eyes and he shook uncontrollably as his orgasm went on and on.
    Dante wondered if the intensity would ever end. He floated, and for a long time, his eyes remained closed, this time because he didn’t have the energy to open them. The bed shifted, and he still didn’t move. Ryan lightly stroked his chest, and he didn’t move. All he did was breathe and let his mind drift. The aching bruises and pain from his shoulder were gone, masked by waves of endorphins that flowed through his body. God, he wished he could always feel this way, this free and relaxed, this safe and happy.
    “I have you,” Ryan whispered, and then Dante felt him gently lifting his head before cradling it. “Just relax and go with it.” Ryan stroked his hair, and Dante might have made some sound of agreement, he wasn’t sure. He meant to, but it might not have come out.
    Dante started slightly as the pain began to return. He wasn’t sure how long it had been gone. It was difficult to remember a time when he hadn’t felt pain, but his constant companion had just disappeared at least for a while.
    “You’re okay,” Ryan whispered, and then Dante felt Ryan’s lips on his, the kiss gentle and soft. “Shift up.”
    Dante did as he was instructed and the bedding covered him. Dante heard Ryan moving around the hotel room, and then the light switched off. He opened his eyes and watched as Ryan’s figure moved in the darkness, lifting the covers before climbing into the bed next to him.