Chapter 265: Comforted in our loneliness (suggestive)
Kellen knew that Rhys was no liar, but he didn’t really put that into perspective for when the man was on the edge, had Kellen in his lap, and needed a distraction mentally and physically.
Kellen was willing to do whatever Rhys needed, within reason, and Rhys seemed to know perfectly where Kellen’s line was without verbally asking him.
Kellen felt like putty in the man’s hands.
Somehow, Rhys was able to feed Kellen by hand, take swigs from bottles of alcohol, all while keeping Kellen in his lap and whispering encouraging words to him. At one point, Kellen shifted, trying to awkwardly adjust his cock in his pants, and Rhys noticed.
That was when all hell broke loose.
It was like something unlocked inside of Rhys, and he put down the fork in his hand and with a golden eyed glance at Kellen, he unbuckled Kellen’s pants before leaning Kellen back against the couch and stroking his cock like a man on a mission.
He didn’t let Kellen escape, didn’t let him even get a chance to breathe. His grip and focus was intense and Kellen found himself wiggling in Rhys’ lap but unable to do anything. If he moved in the wrong way, he’d get a jolt of pain from his wound, and the bruises on his ass.
Rhys’ soft, whispered words against Kellen’s ear was really did him in, and Rhys kept squeezing and jerking him off as Kellen came with a choked gasp, his whole body shaking since it was quick, so sudden, and Kellen felt his eyes roll back in his head.
Holy shit.
"Kellen, sweetheart. We were together yesterday and this morning. That was a little quick, wasn’t it?" Rhys was teasing him, Kellen knew that, but Kellen was still shaking.
"I, uh, was it?" Kellen felt a little numb, and when he opened his eyes to meet Rhys’ golden ones, Rhys softened.