Chapter 9
Chapter 9
Ryan's POV
"Understood?" I asked again.
Liam's cheeks turned bright pink. He bit his lip and stared at me.
"But...I can't... Brandon..." he stammered.
Hearing him say Brandon's name drove me mad with jealousy I didn't want to hear any other name on his lips but mine.
MINE!!!
He was MINE!!! Only mine. No one else. I couldn't bear seeing Liam with someone else other than me. He belonged to me. His lips... his touch... his moans were mine.
I know this sounded hypocritical, considering the fact that I was the school's biggest playboy. I changed women faster than I changed clothes.
Could you blame me? Ladies and some guys love a bad boy. They were attracted to me like bees to honey. Why wouldn't they be, I was hot as f^ck.
My 6'4 ft tall, muscular body made every one of them in school swoon. Not to mention, my deep blue eyes, chiseled jawline, and my short, spiky hair made the ladies go wild.
If there was one thing I never lacked in life, it was female attention. They were obsessed. I did not care for them, though. All they ever were to me were a one night stand. Nothing more, nothing less.
But with Liam, things were different. He was different, he was special. And it drove me insane. It drove me mad. For the first time, I didn't want just a one night stand.
No, not with Liam. I wanted more, So much more. He made me feel things that I never felt before.
He was like no other. I wish I could describe the feelings he made me feel.
They were like fireworks exploding inside my body. And my sin was kissing him that night at the party. My sin was thinking he was just another one of my conquest, that I could use and dump.
But boy, was I wrong. So fucking wrong. That night was a mistake. A big mistake.
Now, I couldn't get him out of my head. I had thought of that kiss all day. All night. It was all I could think about. Liam consumed my thoughts.
His beautiful brown eyes haunted me. His sweet smile made my heart flutter. And his voice was music to my ears. God, he was driving me crazy!.
So you could imagine my shock when I saw him with Brandon, my fucking roommate.
It took everything inside of me, not to rip him apart right there. I hated seeing them together. I hated the way he smiled when he talked to him or the way he stared at his shirtless body. It killed me. It killed me to see him with someone else.
And now, here he was. Laying on the bed, naked as f^ck and looking so beautiful. I was going to make him mine. I had to make him mine.
I had to let him know that he belonged to me. Only to me.
"Liam" I trailed my thumb over his soft lips. His eyes closed and he took a deep breath. The sight of him laying naked before me, was too much.
My jeans tightened.
I had seen countless of naked guys and girls, why was I so turned on by Liam's bare chest?
What made him so different?
Was it the way his hair looked like a halo, spread out around his beautiful face?
Was it the way his perfect chest rose up and down with each breath?
Was it his perfect body?
Or was it the way he was looking at me, with pure adoration in his eyes?
"Say you're mine." I begged. "Say you belong to me. Say you'll be only mine." I asked.
Liam shook his head.
"No. Ryan. You're wrong for me. Guys like you will only bring me pain and heartbreak. I can't. Not with you." He replied.
FCK!
Did he just say, no. Did he really think I would hurt him. I knew I had a reputation of being a player. But I wouldn't ever hurt Liam. Never.
And the blonde chick he saw me with earlier was just a friend. A friend I slept with occasionally. But she was just a friend. Nothing more.
But Liam didn't know that. How could he?
He was right. Guys like me, would only hurt him. I didn't deserve someone as beautiful, and smart, and perfect, as Liam.
But I wanted him. I wanted him so bad.
"Ryan ,I'm sorry." Liam said.
I needed him to know. To understand. How much I was willing to change for him. How much I was willing to risk.
I held unto him and planted a kiss on his lips.
"Don't." He whimpered, as he tried to push me away.
I kissed him again, and again. I wasn't going to stop until he understood how serious I was.
Liam moaned against my lips, and his body trembled.
He was struggling. Struggling to push me away. But it was no use. He couldn't. My strong arms had him trapped underneath me.
"Liam" I moaned. My left hand pinned both of his wrists above his head.
He moaned in protest.
"Stop. Please." He pleaded.
His eyes were closed. He was fighting this. Trying so hard to resist me. I could see the struggle on his face.
"Liam, open your eyes. Look at me." I begged.
I was losing control. Losing control. I needed him to give in. Give in to me. I couldn't take this anymore. I needed him.
Desperately.
"Look at me, please. Look into my eyes and tell me you don't want this. That you don't want me." I said to him.
He didn't respond. His breath quickened and his heart raced. His body trembled under me.
"You don't like Brandon." I told him "I can see it ... it's in your eyes. You want me. Just me. You crave my touch and my kisses. Tell me, Liam. Tell me, you want me. Not him. Me."
Liam lips parted, and he moaned.
"Call my name Liam." I said to him. My other reached down to his core.
"Tell me you want me. No one else. Only me."
"Oh f^ck, Ryan." He gasped as I trailed my hands down to his shaft. He was so hard, hard for me.
"Say you want me." I began to kiss his body. Tasting every part of him.
I trailed my kisses from ear.. to his neck... His cheek... his chest. And finally, his lips.
I let go of his wrist and held his waist. I moved my hands up and down again and he moaned out my name again, this time with more urgency.
"Tell me, you want me." I growled.
Liam arched his back and moaned.
"Please, Ryan. You gotta stop." He begged.
I ignored his request and continued. I buried my head in his neck and whispered.
"Say it. Tell me, Liam. Say it."
He let out a moan.
"Yes, yes, Ryan. Only you. Please."
He grabbed onto my hair and pulled my head back, staring into my eyes.
"Stop teasing me and f^ck me." He begged. His eyes were wet with tears.
My jeans tightened at the sight of him.
FCK!
He looked so beautiful. His long, wavy hair splayed across the bed, his lips swollen from my kisses. His full upper body rising and falling continuously. My eyes widened and I let out a growl.
"I'm not gonna fuck you, Liam." I said to him.
Liam gasped as I increased the pace of hand on his shaft.
"Wh..What?" He whined.
"I'm not going to f^ck you. I'm going to make love to you." I replied.
I moved my hands up and down on him, slowly and methodically.
Liam threw his head back and was about to scream. When I stopped his scream with a kiss. My lips prevented him from screaming out.
My mouth swallowed his moans. Our tongues danced together. I could feel his legs trembling.
"Fck. Liam." He moaned, biting his lip. I squeezed his ass and slapped it.
"You don't curse, Liam. That's not a good boy thing to do."
Liam whimpered, "Ohhh."
"Now, apologize. And don't do it again." I said.
He nodded.
"I'm sorry, Ryan." His cute little eyes sparkled as he said those words.
"That's a good boy. Now, you're gonna get your reward." I said to him.
With my hands, i spread his legs apart and raised the right one up. Liam blushed. He was so shy. It was cute.
"What are you doing?" He asked, looking at me with fear in his eyes.
I chuckled and planted a kiss on his thigh. I was about to go down on him when I heard a knock on the door.
" Liam" I heard my brother's voice.
"Liam. Open the door." Jason rattled the door knob.
I could feel Liam's body tense up.
"It's your brother" He gasped.
Shit!