Adrian crashes his mouth against Ryder’s, the impact hard enough to bruise, a desperate collision of teeth and lips. He presses his body flush against Ryder’s, eliminating every millimeter of space between them, seeking friction and heat in equal measure. Ryder groans low in his throat, the sound vibrating against Adrian’s lips, and his hands slide down to grip Adrian’s ass through the denim. He squeezes, pulling Adrian impossibly closer until their hips grind together. The kiss spirals, turning rough and wet. Adrian rubs himself against Ryder’s growing hardness, a frantic, needy motion that steals the air from his lungs. Ryder takes control, his tongue dominating Adrian’s mouth, one hand tangling in Adrian’s hair to angle his head deeper. Suddenly, Ryder pulls back, breaking the seal of their lips with a wet pop. Adrian chases the retreat, leaning forward on unsteady legs, his eyes glazed and lips swollen. Ryder chuckles, a dark, rasping sound. "Patient, baby." Adrian shakes
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