Chapter 12

 

 

The bell rang and Ryan opened the gate for Shannon. He pulled up with his truck and climbed out to grab a tool bag and the pizza. Ryan held back his groan.

O’Neil planned to work.

Ryan wanted to forget about the damned security while he spent the night exploring Shannon O’Neil. And food, well, he would need that sooner or later, but it could have waited.

He came down the steps and took the box from Shannon. “Let me.”

One brow arched. “Sure.”

“And tell me we don’t have to worry about the system first thing,” Ryan asked in a low voice.

“Food, then whatever you want to do. But I will be taking the time to go through your setup. I noticed things I don’t trust.”

“Why?” Ryan asked, truly curious. Then again, watching him tinker with his system could be sexy as hell.

Shannon glanced toward the windows. “The cameras don’t seem to point at anything useful.”

Ryan didn’t recognize the restaurant the pizza came from, but that wasn’t a huge surprise. As much as he loved pizza, he didn’t eat it often.

“Hope you meant it when you said you were good with vegetables,” O’Neil teased, light in his eyes.

“Why wouldn’t you think I’d like vegetables?”

“I have no idea.” He chuckled. “But you asked for extra meat.”

“I had your meat on my mind.” Ryan set the pie down. “I need to know what it’s like to be taken by you.”

“We’ll get there.” O’Neil moved to the kitchen and grabbed two plates. “What did you plan to drink?”

“A local beer.” He went to the refrigerator, grabbing two. “Have you had this?”

O’Neil shook his head. “But I’ll take your word for it.” He gave Ryan two pieces and took two of his own. “This is my favorite pizza.”

Ryan lifted a piece. “I assumed you must like the restaurant if you were going to bring it. But you need to know something. You don’t have to impress me. You already have me.”

“You dealt with dinner last night. You paid our bill at the bar. I wanted to do this for you. Simple as that.”

“I’m not used to anyone wanting to do anything for me. Only my closest friends. Hell, even my brother wants shit from me.” He took another bite.

Shannon’s brow arched. “Your connections?”

Ryan nodded. “I don’t want anything but you.”

“Same goes for you.”

“Which is why this can work.”

O’Neil’s smile was worth the statement. Ryan only hoped he could back it up. “Eat. Then I’ll show you the security system.”

“Then I’ll make love to you.”

Not sex, not fucking, making love. That sounded so damned good coming from Shannon. “I’m looking forward to that.” Ryan took a bite of pizza and hummed. “So damned good.”

“I’m going to have you saying that later.”

“I’m sure you will.”

 

* * * *

 

The system was an excuse to see Ryan, but he did have a contract to fix the system. Of course, Peter didn’t know that’s where he planned on going. The bastard lived across the hall from him. That was the only reason he would know he stayed out again.

Didn’t matter. He could manage keeping the secret.

He sat in a small room near the bottom of the stairs in the basement he hadn’t seen the night before. There were boxes stored, some old furniture, nothing exciting down there, except the system.

Ryan had the top of the line, but not necessarily the best system. Easily remedied. He sat down at the laptop set up to run the videos. None of the cameras offered a good view of anything worth watching.

“That could pose a problem.”

“What?” Ryan asked, his hands on O’Neil’s shoulders.

“Whoever set up your cameras had no clue what they were doing.”

“Comforting,” Ryan muttered.

“Easy to fix. Though I could set you up with a more intuitive system. One that does more and is easier to control.”

“Sounds good. Just tell me what you need me to do.”

O’Neil turned, capturing Ryan’s hand. “Later, after I get the work order filled out. Maybe this weekend I can deal with it.”

He nodded. “Perfect. I’m free. But do you really want to be working this weekend?”

He turned the seat to face Ryan and smiled up at him. “I get to spend the day with you, then why not?”

“If you say so.”

“It won’t be all work,” O’Neil assured.

A seductive smile spread across Ryan’s lips. “Even better.”

“I know what I need, and if you trust me, I’ll get the paperwork to you.”

“Fine, now come up to the bedroom, unless you have other plans.”

“No other plans.”

That was exactly what Ryan needed to hear.

 

* * * *

 

Shannon let Ryan walk up the stairs while he enjoyed the view. The man was better than any fantasy he had. Still, the plan was to blow his mind.

Ryan stepped through his bedroom door and turned to face him. “Now what?”

Shannon took a step closer and opened Ryan’s pants as he connected their mouths.

Ryan grabbed his hips, pressing tight. “Don’t hold back. I need you.”

“When was the last time someone was inside you?”

Ryan glanced away, then huffed. “Two years, maybe more.”

“I’ll start slow, and then you better remember what you asked for because I’m giving it to you.”

“Won’t forget.” Ryan nipped his bottom lip. “I want it all, Shannon.”

“Gonna give it to you.” He gripped Ryan’s shirt and pulled it over his head. Then he shoved his pants down his thighs to grip his length.

Ryan reached for the button of Shannon’s fly, but he grabbed his wrist. “Nope. We do this my way. Patience.”

“You make me greedy,” Ryan groaned as Shannon stroked him before pushing him down on the bed. Kneeling, Shannon removed the rest of Ryan’s clothes before angling his cock, running his tongue around the crown. Shannon craved the taste of Ryan’s cum on his tongue.

He pushed Ryan’s legs farther open to run his finger from the back of his balls to his tight hole.

“Ah, fuck,” Ryan grunted, his hips thrusting. Shannon took more of him in, creating a slow rhythm that drove Ryan frantic. “Oh yeah, damn.”

The way Ryan moved was a turn-on. He never expected to have such an effect on Ryan King. Shannon leaned back and sucked his fingers into his mouth before pushing one into Ryan’s tight passage. He didn’t wait to slip a second one in before he took Ryan back into his mouth.

He pumped slowly, scissoring his fingers, taking his time to stretch Ryan. He couldn’t wait to slide into him. Ryan moved his hips faster.

“Fuck, gonna come.”

Shannon was too busy making sure that happened to tell him to go ahead. His name ripped from Ryan’s lips in a ragged plea as he came. He took Ryan deeper, swallowing him down before pulling off him.

“I can’t see straight,” Ryan said.

He had to smile. “Ready for more? Or you need a break?”

“More. I can’t get enough of you,” Ryan answered.

Standing, O’Neil rubbed Ryan’s thighs. Ryan leaned up, capturing his face to suck on his bottom lip. He groaned. Shannon pushed Ryan’s chest down until he was flat on his back and pushed his legs to his chest. A second later he slid the condom on and grabbed his own aching cock before pushing in slowly.

Ryan’s head pressed back on the mattress with a groan. Shannon took it slow, waiting for Ryan to adjust before pushing past that ring of muscle.

He made it past and moved until he couldn’t go further.

Ryan gulped and wrapped his hand around his shaft. “Hard, Shannon.”

That was exactly what he would give him.

 

* * * *

 

Everything with Shannon was more intimate than he was used to. Shannon watched him as he pumped in and out. The faster he took the pace, the faster Ryan stroked his own dick.

This was different. The connection was powerful. More than desire. And his body needed everything he had to offer.

Shannon gripped the back of his thighs with bruising force, but he didn’t care as long as he kept pushing harder. So damned close, and he needed to find release.

“Can’t hold out,” Shannon grunted.

“Don’t.”

He didn’t, bottoming out as he came with Ryan. He laid his head back. “Come here.”

Shannon pulled out and went to the bathroom.

Ryan moved up the bed and stretched his legs out. God, he felt good.

Shannon came back with a damp rag to clean Ryan’s chest. “I’m not done by a long shot.”

“I can take a whole lot more, but right now I just want to lie here.”

Shannon stretched out beside him. “I’ll join you and admire the view.

Ryan turned toward Shannon and ran his finger over the scar that put Shannon in his path. “I’m glad you came.”

Shannon smiled, sliding his hand up Ryan’s torso. “Happy to be here, with you.”