A/N: Part two of the previous chapter. Sorry for cutting it off in the middle of their steaminess! It will continue where they left off.
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I lifted my hand to him, his face turning apprehensive. "Taste it," I said, and his eyes met mine, letting out a nervous laugh.
"You're joking," he chuckled, his eyes darting to the cum dripping from my hand.
"Oh, are you a bad dog? Not doing what you're told?" My playful tease seemed to stir something in him, arousing his eagerness to play along, to become my cute submissive dog again.
Rather than reply with words, Ryan leaned forward, his tongue carefully tasting his own semen off my hand. It was an odd mix of repulsion and allure for me and I was finding a bizarre pleasure in making him do something so nasty.
Ryan's tentative tongue explored the contours of my hand, and a surprising warmth washed over me. I hadn't expected such a simple act to stir up such a response, my dick pulsing with need as his mouth sucked my pointer finger. His tongue swirled around it and I could only stare with wide eyes, stunned by the strange sensation. It was as if each careful lap of his tongue resonated deep inside me, tapping into a well of emotions that I didn't realize were waiting to be explored. I watched, fascinated and a bit bewildered by the pleasure of the unexpected intimacy between us.
After he was finished cleaning my hand, I hoped he would return the favor and take a turn in making my dick feel good. With a shaky breath, I summoned the courage to ask. "Does my good dog want a special treat?" My pulse raced with the thrill of our play, so nervous that he might deny me at any moment.
Ryan glanced towards my lap, noticing my boner, and then met my eyes. "Yes, master," he responded, the words swirling arousal through me. I was relieved, thankful that he was finally willing to please me without thoughts of Rosie stopping him.
I quickly shed my sweatpants, which didn't have boxers beneath them, having put only sweats on in the morning after my naked night with Dom. I removed my shirt too, completely naked before Ryan. Not too long ago I was embarrassed by my nakedness, desperate to hide from Dominic's prying eyes. But something in me had changed because now I was eager to show myself to Ryan. His lustful gaze scanned my nude body, his expression a look I had come to crave, a look that spoke volumes of his desire for me. My heart thrummed in my chest as I reclined, pulling the leash as I did, guiding Ryan closer with a gentle insistence. He hovered over me, his eyes full of longing, practically begging me for my next command.
"Kiss me. Everywhere," I said, my voice barely a whisper.
He nodded, and his soft lips started raining kisses all over my chest. I closed my eyes, enjoying the sensation. My mind couldn't help but wander back to the previous night when Dominic kissed my body with the same yearning. My fingers wove through Ryan's silky hair, gripping it tightly, using it to ground me in place as the storm of my confusing emotions swelled inside.
I indulged in a thought of a universe where Dom and Ryan didn't hate each other. I would bask in the feeling of both their hot kisses worshipping my body, competing to lavish me with ecstasy. But I knew that would never happen. The hate they felt for each other was too strong with Dominic wanting to claim me, and Ryan hoping to protect me from Dom's violence. Having to accept the impossibility of such a fantasy I decided I would just appreciate what each one of them could offer, one at a time.
Ryan's kisses traveled down my body, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake. His lips found their way to my nipples, his tongue teasing them into firm peaks. My chest rose as I took in a deep breath, the air filling my lungs, working to push my chest closer to his nibbling teeth. But then his lips moved even lower, and my eyes widened in surprise as he kissed below my navel, following the path of my happy trail. I could feel the pulsing excitement of my dick, craving more of his attention. As his mouth finally enveloped my needy cock, a sharp intake of breath shook me, my fingers tightening in his hair. Pleasure washed over me, and I closed my eyes, surrendering to the warmth of his mouth.
I was stunned that Ryan's actions were all his own, no alcohol to aid his infidelity. Did he really enjoy being my dog that much? It was a bizarre thought, but one that excited me. Suddenly an image flashed in my mind, and I pictured myself on top of Ryan, fucking myself on his dick while holding onto the leash. A blush consumed me and my heart pounded at the thought.
"Feels so good," I murmured, my hand gently stroking Ryans hair. His eyes met mine, the sight of his mouth on my dick so breathtaking. "Such a good boy."
Ryan seemed to thrive under my praise, quickening his pace, eager to please. This was his second time sucking a dick and his skills still weren't anything special, especially compared to Dominic. But his zeal was undeniable, determined to make me feel good, and it was incredibly arousing. He leaned into my hand, signaling to me that it was fine to maneuver him over my cock if I wanted.
Tightening my hold on his hair, I guided him with a firm rhythm. His eyes squeezed shut and a tear slipped down his cheek as he took my dick deeper. His gag reflex kicked in as I thrusted up into his throat. The spasm of his throat muscles around my cock was intense, and I couldn't resist repeating the motion. Ryan's eyes widened in surprise, yet he stayed put, allowing me to abuse his throat for my own pleasure.
Increasing the tempo, both my hands gripped his hair, pulling him up and down my dick with vigor. Ryan tried to relax, and his efforts to accommodate the relentless pace I fucked his face was admirable.
"You're doing so well, making me feel amazing," I uttered breathlessly, the waves of pleasure making my words shaky. "Ready for your reward, my good boy?"
"Mmhm,"the muffled affirmation vibrated from him, the sensation edging me closer to the brink. His willingness to satisfy me, his desire to be fed by my cock—it titillated me, and I felt an emotional intensity between us surge as he persevered through discomfort, just for my pleasure.
Ryan's enthusiasm grew as he sensed the approach of my orgasm, his determination evident as he worked to coax the treat from my dick. The intensity of the moment had my gut swirling and my heart pounding, driving me closer to my climax. Fuck, I should have had him suck my balls first. Dogs loved to play with balls right? The twisted thought caused my dick to finally erupt, shooting my seed into Ryan's ready mouth, his tongue eagerly lapping up his well-deserved reward.
Afterwards, Ryan leaned back against my bed frame, the leash gently laying on his chest. He looked incredibly sexy in his natural nakedness, a hint of embarrassment on his flushed face. He had sucked my dick of his own free will, and I wondered if he would allow me to return the favor with his own, which was already hard again. His eyes followed my gaze to his lap, and just as I was about to ask, Ryan spoke up.
"I'm ending things with Rosie tomorrow," he declared.
Panic gripped me. "What? Why?"
He laughed. "What do you mean 'why?' Because of you, obviously." My silence caused his smile to falter slightly, concern flickering in his eyes. "Isn't that what you want?" he asked.
That was definitely not what I wanted. I wanted Ryan to still have Rosie even when our fling came to an end. A part of me feared that he might want to sever our friendship once our exploration was over, so I wanted him to have Rosie as a safety net, so that he wasn't left with nothing. But I couldn't really explain that to him.
"I don't know," I replied with a shrug.
"I just don't want to keep lying to her," he confessed.
"I don't want her to find out," I said, shrugging again. His puzzled expression prompted me to add, "I don't want her to hate me for stealing you."
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