Page 18 of Unfaithfully Yours

THIRTEEN

Kamran

I thought it was probably safe to say that I was addicted.

If the fact that it was taking every grain of will power in my body to stop myself from reaching over and taking Ryan in my hand while I was driving was any indication, I was screwed.

His cock was just right there, a hard bulge in the front of his pants that didn’t seem to be going anywhere and it was making my fuckingmouth water.

I was worse than I'd been at fourteen and that was saying something. A strong breeze could have gotten me hard back then and sex wasn't even an option at all at that age.

Now I was nearly thirty, knew how to actually use the equipment God gave me and I was planning to put it all into good use.

If it was up to me, Ryan was going to forget every other guy he'd ever been with.

That thought sent red hot determination through me, tinged with jealousy.

He hadn't needed to say that he had experience in so many words. All the while I hadn't even known that he liked men at all. For some reason that made me salty. I needed to blow his mind so thoroughly that no else even compared.

It was a challenge that I was more than willing to take on and the idea of getting free reign, that Ryan wanted me to surprise him with something sexy and fun just made my head buzz with excitement.

And of course, that made me horny as hell, even though he had just gotten me off, as evidenced by the quickly drying patch in the front of my boxers.

I pulled into the school parking lot, my heart racing as I finally decided what I was going to do. God, the idea was so hot that I could barely look at him without fear of combusting. He was so fucking sexy.

I still couldn't believe we were doing this. Not because it was hard to get behind, but because, it was still blowing my mind how much sense it made.

I reached out to grab his arm when he opened the door, stopping him from leaving without even giving me a kiss.

He paused though and glanced around.

When no one was around, he leaned in and gave me a quick kiss on the lips.

“You do know there were a bunch of people in the parking lot while we were making out yesterday, right?” I asked.

Ryan frowned.

“I've been pretending none of them were students,” he said. “Don't ruin it for me.”

I smirked.

“Have a good day,” I said.

He grinned and climbed out of the car, waving.

I watched him go, taking in his familiar stride as he walked away. Everything about Ryan was like a warm blanket.

He turned when he reached the door to the lockers, and when he saw that I was still here he smiled brightly and waved at me.

I waved back, heart warmed and more eager than ever because despite the fact that I hadn't gone anywhere, he didn't seem to realize that I wasn't planning to leave just yet.

As soon as he was inside, I climbed out of my car, heart racing with excitement.

I hurried across the field, going straight for the locker room door. Then I paused, wondering if I had come too fast.

As quietly as I could, I opened the door and stepped inside.

Ryan wasn't in the change room any more. His clothes were in a pile on one of the benches though and the sight of it made my cock harden even more than the excitement of sneaking up on him. For a moment, I stood there at the door, listening until, a moment later, I could hear the shower starting.

I pulled off my hoodie as I went, kicking off my shoes and pants. I paused next to Ryan's clothes, setting mine down with them.

Quickly, I shucked my boxers off, shivering in the morning chill, listening to the sound of the water hitting his skin as he moved around under the spray.

When I peeked around the corner, Ryan was standing there in all his naked glory, his back to me, and head under the water as he rinsed the shampoo from it.

Grinning, I stepped up behind him, and wrapped my arms around his hot, wet body before he knew I was there.

He nearly jumped out of his skin, his entire body tensing as he spun around probably just stopping himself from punching me in the face when he saw it was me.

“Kamran!” he shouted. “What the fuck?!”

And then he collapsed against me, laughing hard.

“You gave me a heart attack!” he said, resting a hand over his heart. Indeed, I could feel it pounding against my chest when I pulled him against me. “What the hell are you doing?”

“Surprising you,” I said in answer, still chuckling.

He bit his lip and shook his head, trying to pull back the smile.

“I should have known you were up to something stupid,” he chastised. “This is where my students come to shower.

“There's no morning practice, is there?” I asked. When he shook his head, I shrugged, nestling our cocks together. “Then why the hell else would anyone be here this early?”

I slid my hand down his abdomen, sighing in appreciation at the feeling of his muscles slick from the water. When I reached the base of his hard cock, I took it in hand and we both moaned.

“Let's be fast,” he whispered, “just in case.”

I nodded, biting his ear lobe gently.

He gasped and let his arms rest on my shoulders before pressing his lips to mine and whispering.

“Go to town. I'm all yours.”

I loved the sound of that. So much so, that a low, possessive growl rumbled through my chest and I wound an arm around his hips, pulling him closer.

“Mine,” I whispered and he shivered.

True to his word, he let me do all the work and I loved every moment of it.

The hot water cascading over our shoulders, the way Ryan's lips brushed me, everywhere that he could reach.

His cock in my hand was nice too, especially when I pressed it against mine, stroking us both together, but there was more to it.

Every time we had ever touched it was like the intimacy was unmatched and this moment was no different.

Ryan was just, everything , I thought. Or maybe we both were, together. Two halves of one whole. He had always been my guy. My ride or die, really, now he was even more than that. He was a part of me.

Suddenly, his hands tangled into my hair, holding me tightly, his face in mine, lips parting in a silent gasp as he started to come.

I held him tight, letting him ride through it, never taking my eyes off of him until he was done and I could take it no longer, releasing his softening cock to grip my own.

The show I'd been given, just the look on his face while I made him come undone was enough that it only took a few strokes for me to follow, come splashing onto the tiles at our feet, to be quickly washed away.

Without saying a word, Ryan reached for the soap, poured some in his hand, and began to wash me, his hands sliding luxuriously over my body.

Pretty much half asleep at this point, I joined in, washing Ryan down with my hands and soap and I realized that I was enjoying this part just as much as the rest.

Once we were rinsed off, he shut off the shower, and grabbed his towel for us.

I couldn't help but chuckled when he started to towel me down.

“I had no idea that you were such a mother hen,” I teased gently.

Smiling softly, he didn't deny it, justtook me by the hand and lead me back into the change room.

I could see his eyes flying to the clock on the wall and a bit of tension returning to his shoulders, so I didn't linger the way I wanted to.

I got dressed quickly—back into the clothes I'd been running in, which was gross and stood back, watching as he pulled on a fresh set of clothes from his locker.

“You going to be around later today?” I found myself asking.

He paused.

“I don't have any plans but...”

He trailed off before giving me a look over his shoulder.

“I thought you were going to talk to Melissa today?” he asked.

I froze.

“Right. Yeah, I will.”

I shook my head.

“It's just so much easier to live in a fantasy world with you,” I explained.

His gaze softened and he leaned toward me, ready to press a kiss to my lips but the door suddenly opened.

We both swung around just as a teenage boy stepped inside, looking sweaty and flushed in sweat pants and a t-shirt.

“Oh. Hi Coach,” the kid said, looking between us in surprise. “Didn't expect anyone to be here. I just went for a jog before school starts...”

“That's okay,” Ryan said. “That's what the showers are here for.”

The kid looked relieved, which almost made me laugh. Why did everyone that age always assume that they were in trouble when an adult was around?

“We just went for a jog too,” Ryan added. “And decided to shower before work.”

It was a totally reasonable statement, but Ryan was bright red when he said it, so I didn't know how believable it was.

There was probably no need to explain anything, anyway. It wasn't like we had been caught fucking, we were just sitting here. But this was Ryan's job and I didn't want him to feel like it was jeopardized, so no more school activity would be happening, I decided, feeling a little guilty.

I stood up, ready to go before I ended up being late for work.

“Alright, have a good day,” I said.

Ryan nodded, his eyes lingering on me as I went and he packed up his dirty clothes off of the bench.

I smiled and nodded at the teenager, and got out of their way.

It wasn't until I was driving to work that I realized how happy I felt. I was basically weightless.

If I had any more good times with Ryan I would need to be tied down to the ground so that I wouldn't float away.

There was just one little smear on this happiness, the reason we couldn't be open about it. The reason it had all started. Melissa's cheating.

The strangest thing was I wasn't mad anymore. Her actions had made Ryan react and kiss me. In a roundabout way, she had brought us together and twisted as it was, I was suddenly grateful for that.

Melissa had made me happier than I had ever been in my life by driving me into someone else's arms.

It was fucked up, but I wasn't going to argue it.

Today, I would remember that when I finally spoke to her about everything.

To put it all in motion, I pulled into the lot at work and pulled out my phone, typing out and sending her a message before I could back out from nerves.

We need to talk. Tonight. Please come straight home.