Chapter 72

“Well, I didn’t want to make a mess of your hallway,” Dustin lies.

“I could have cleaned it up, you didn’t have to,” Ronan says, his hands stroking up and down Dustin’s back.

“Okay, I wanted to,” Dustin admits.

“It felt amazing,” Ronan says, and something about his voice makes Dustin think that maybe no one has swallowed when Ronan came before. Dustin feels a little smug being the first, glad that he gave Ronan something he hasn’t had before.

“Want me to take care of you?” Ronan asks, running his hand over the front of Dustin’s groin, and Dustin shivers at the pressure through his jeans on his hard cock.

“Yeah, but in your bed, if you don’t mind?” Dustin’s knees are a little sore—he could use a lie down in a comfortable bed.

“Of course I don’t mind.” Ronan takes Dustin’s hand and leads the way to his bedroom.