Unleashed Obsession

Ryan's lips were already on Chris when the words escaped his mouth. No pause—only the scorching crash of lips, the searing grip of hands tugging, digging, demanding. Chris had no chance to take in a breath before Ryan leaned him against the couch, his body a solid immovability that suggested the evening was going to be anything but gentle.

"You wouldn't believe how long I've ached for it," Ryan growled against the plane of Chris's jaw, biting softly so Chris swallowed his breath in retaliation. His hand descended lower, wrapping at his waistband, bringing the two of them into proximity. "How long I've longed to fuck you wild."

Chris shivered, his blood hot responding to the filthy promise, as Ryan's tongue traveled the length of his neck. "Then shut up and for Pete's sake already."

A low rumble of laughter shook his skin. "Oh, rough, huh?" Ryan breathed against his skin as he nipped at his collarbone, exposing just enough tooth to make Chris's spine tingle with a jolt of pleasure. "I better you're ready, baby. Because tomorrow you won't be walking."

Chris barely had time to flash him a smile before Ryan swung him up off the floor like a ragdoll. "Bed. Now," Ryan ordered his voice hard and in demand.

Chris barely registered how quickly they staggered to the bed, their lips never parting, hands roaming wildly. When Ryan pushed him onto the bed, Chris smiled, pulling Ryan in closer, his voice gruff. "Prove it."

Ryan groaned, pressing their bodies together as he reached for the drawer beside the bed, pulling out the condom with practiced ease. He ripped the packet open with his teeth, his gaze locking onto Chris's with an intensity that sent a fresh wave of arousal surging through him. "You're mine tonight. Every fucking inch of you."

Chris gasped as Ryan's fingers pressed into him, teasing, stretching. "God, Ryan—"

"That's it, moan for me," Ryan encouraged, his tone loaded with contentment. "You sound so fucking good like that."

Chris's hands clenched on the sheets as Ryan finally pushed in, a low, animal moan exploding from his mouth. It was overwhelming, the heat of Ryan's body, the feel of him filling him, taking him over. Chris could only gasp, nails digging deep into Ryan's back as delight ripped him to shreds.

"Fuck, you're so tight," Ryan moaned, his pace slow initially, savoring the way Chris writhed beneath him. "Taking me so fucking well."

Chris's head fell back against the pillows, his mouth open in shock, gasping for breath. "Harder."

Ryan smiled. "You think you can take it?"

"Try me."

Ryan's grip on Chris's hips tightened as he obeyed, jerking his hips forward, eliciting a pained cry from Chris. The rhythm turned feral, merciless. Their moans filled the air, accompanied by the sound of skin against skin, bed creaking under their bodies.

"You feel so fucking good," Ryan snarled against Chris's ear, his teeth rubbing over his earlobe before clamping down on it hard. "I'm gonna destroy you. Gonna make sure nobody else ever gets to feel you like this."

Chris could do nothing but moan, his body a jumbled knot of overstimulation as Ryan pumped him harder, deeper, each thrust slamming the very spot that made stars burst behind his eyes.

"Say my name," Ryan ordered, his voice rough, insistent.

"Ryan—fuck—"

"Louder."

"Ryan! Oh my God—"

Ryan smiled, holding Chris tighter into the bed, driving into him with every ounce of strength he had. "That's it. That's my good boy."

Chris gasped, pleasure washing over him in waves, his body trembling as Ryan pushed him closer and closer to the edge. He was barely conscious, caught up in the blinding pleasure, the heat, the raw emotion between them.

"I'm gonna—fuck, Ryan, I'm gonna—"

"Cum for me, baby," Ryan whispered against his lips, thrusting into him with bruising force. "Come undone for me."

Chris's entire body tensed, his back curling away from the bed as he finally let go, pleasure washing over him in a wave. His moan was brief, anguished, raw, and Ryan was hot on his heels, groaning into Chris's neck as he climaxed, his body shaking with the power of it.

They fell together, limbs wrapped around each other, the passion between them still humming. Ryan left lazy kisses on the shoulder of Chris, his breathing still rough. "Told you you couldn't walk."

Chris laughed, out of breath, running his fingers through Ryan's hair. "Fuck you."

Ryan smiled into his skin. "You just did."

Chris rolled his eyes, but he couldn't help the smug grin that was spreading across his lips as Ryan pulled him in close, their bodies still trembling with the aftershocks of pleasure. The night was still young, and with the way Ryan looked at him, Chris knew they weren't done yet.

Not even close.

Ryan quickly flipped them over, his smirk sinister. "On top, baby. I want to see you ride me this time."

Chris's breath hitched as Ryan positioned him over him, hands on his waist as he slid down onto Ryan's cock. A shocked gasp escaped his mouth as ecstasy shot through him, the sensation greater, hotter.

"That's it," Ryan growled, his fingers digging into Chris's hips. "Fuck, you're so pretty like this."

Chris braced himself against Ryan's chest and started to move, his body rolling smoothly. Each movement shot sparks of pleasure up his spine, moans flowing from his lips as he rode Ryan hard and fast, starved for more.

Ryan's hands roamed, squeezing, leading, watching Chris come undone above him. "God, I fucking love watching you lose yourself like this."

Chris whimpered as Ryan's grip tightened, pressing him down harder, deeper. "Ryan, I—"

"I know, baby. Release. Cum for me again."

Chris gritted his teeth, resisting it, his body trembling as he rode the edge. Ryan watched, his grip tightening, slowing the pace just enough to prolong the ecstasy, to keep Chris on the edge. "Not yet," Ryan breathed, his voice thick with control. "I want to watch you fall apart completely."

Chris breathed heavily, his hands burrowing into Ryan's shoulders as his entire body was afire with frantic need. He fought to shove it, to shove himself over, but Ryan was cruel, keeping him at the edge, pushing, tormenting, milked every emotion until Chris was a demented wreck beneath him.

"Please—fuck—I can't take it," Chris gasped, his voice breaking.

Ryan smirked darkly, driving up into him with powerful, calculated thrusts. "You'll take it. You're mine."

Chris's body tensed, his moans turning breathless, frantic. "Ryan—I—"

"Now," Ryan commanded, snapping his hips up one last time.

Chris let out a strangled cry as he finally came undone, pleasure detonating through his body like wildfire. His release was intense, overwhelming, leaving him gasping, clinging to Ryan as wave after wave tore through him. Seeing Chris unravel on top of him made Ryan insane, his own orgasm slamming into him, his growl deep and rough as he came inside the condom, his fingers biting hard into Chris's waist, leaving marks. Ryan orgasmed seconds later, his own growl a guttural, deep sound as he came inside the condom.

They collapsed together once more, gasping, spent, completely wrecked.

Ryan laughed, giving Chris a gentle kiss on the temple. "I think we just burned the bed."

END OF CHAPTER 19