[BL] Dear Hushand, I want divorce-Chapter 148: Soulmates (M)

Noah crossed his arms, eyeing Ryder with a scowl. "Stop teasing Ash, Ryder. He’s already embarrassed enough."

Ryder sighed dramatically, throwing his hands up in mock defeat. "Fine, fine. I’ll behave." With a mischievous grin, he walked over and plopped down next to Noah on the sofa. "Anything for you."

Across the room, Elijah gently coaxed a sulking Ash toward the breakfast buffet. "Come on, babe. Let’s get you something to eat before you wither away."

Ash let out a huff, still grumbling about the video, but he followed Elijah’s lead, clearly still enjoying the extra attention. They had a honeymoon to plan, and the couple would be leaving soon to enjoy their well-deserved vacation.

Meanwhile, Ryder turned to Noah, his eyes softening. "What about us? Why don’t we stay here a little longer?" His fingers brushed lightly over Noah’s back, the gentle motion making Noah shiver slightly.

Noah hesitated, biting his lip. "I don’t know...The company needs me back soon. There’s a lot I have to take care of."

Ryder’s hand stroked a bit more firmly down his spine, and Noah’s breath hitched. "But I need you too," Ryder said quietly, leaning closer. His lips hovered over Noah’s ear as he added, "I want to spend more time with you."

Noah felt a blush creeping up his neck. He could hear the sincerity in Ryder’s voice, and it tugged at his heartstrings. The truth was, Noah wanted to stay as well, to lose himself in more stolen moments like these. "I want that too," he admitted softly.

Ryder’s eyes sparkled with satisfaction. Without another word, he pulled Noah into his arms on the sofa, pressing a playful kiss to the tip of Noah’s nose. "Then it’s decided," Ryder murmured, his thumb tracing Noah’s cheek. "We’ll stay here, just a little longer. I’ll make sure everything’s taken care of at the company."

Before Noah could respond, Ryder’s lips captured his in a soft kiss, full of warmth and promise. Noah’s mind raced for a second, but he quickly melted into the kiss, his hands instinctively moving to Ryder’s chest.

It was in moments like these that Noah couldn’t deny how deeply he felt for Ryder. Even though they had their complicated past, Ryder had this way of making him feel wanted, needed—like nothing else mattered but the two of them.

When Ryder pulled away from the kiss, Noah felt a sudden pang of longing. The taste of his lips lingered on Noah’s, a mix of sweet hops and cinnamon from the beer and the peppermint from their drinks. He leaned in, trying to get closer and wanting more of that perfect blend. But Ryder had other plans; he gently pushed Noah away to hold his face between his hands instead, looking into his eyes with such intense longing that it made Noah’s heart race even faster.

"I’ve always wanted you," Ryder whispered softly, "from the moment I first saw you." His thumbs brushed across Noah’s cheeks as he leaned forward and pressed their foreheads together. "You’re everything beautiful in this world, Noah. And I know it sounds crazy, but I think you feel the same way for me."

Noah couldn’t deny it. Every time their eyes met or their hands touched, he felt a spark inside him come alive. "Ryder..." he started, unsure what else to say.

"Shh," Ryder hushed him, pressing their lips together again in a tender kiss that made time stand still for just a moment. Then he nipped at Noah’s bottom lip before trailing soft kisses down his jawline and neck until he reached his collarbone. He paused there, taking a deep breath as if tasting the air around him before continuing lower with gentle nibbles and licks that made Noah shiver with delight.

As his tongue traveled lower, Noah felt a sudden urge to stop him. Ryder began sucking gently on his nipple, and a jolt ran through his body. "Wait," he gasped.

But Ryder ignored him. Instead, he moved downwards until his head rested on Noah’s stomach, his tongue swirling across his bellybutton, his mouth warm and wet. Then his fingers crept under Noah’s shirt, and he lifted it up until it was bunched underneath his chin.

Noah froze in surprise. They were both fully clothed, and yet he felt exposed.

"What are you doing?" Noah managed to stammer.

"Seducing you," Ryder murmured against his skin, kissing the base of his belly button and licking his navel. His teeth scraped along Noah’s hipbone, and he sucked hard at the sensitive flesh there, making Noah gasp again. "Making you mine."

"Hnngh," Noah whimpered, unable to form a coherent reply. Ryder’s tongue slid over his stomach, tracing patterns on his abs, then down to his navel, dipping in and out. It was erotic and sensual, and it turned him on so much that he could barely breathe.

"Oh God," Noah moaned. His hands fisted the fabric of his pants, trying to hold onto something solid, anything to ground him from the intense waves of pleasure washing over him.

Ryder paused, pulling away to gaze up at Noah with heated eyes. "Is this okay? Do you want me to stop?"

Noah shook his head frantically, his face flushed red. "N-no. Please, don’t stop. I’m okay. It’s just—I’m—"

"Good," Ryder replied huskily, licking a path along Noah’s abs before nibbling at his hip bones again. Noah groaned, his cock throbbing painfully. He could feel his pre-come leaking onto his boxers, dampening the fabric.

Ryder chuckled softly and moved lower, his lips trailing a path down his abdomen. His fingers found the waistband of Noah’s boxers and slid them down, exposing his straining erection.

Noah hissed, his body stiffening in anticipation.

Ryder’s mouth closed around his tip, sucking gently, teasingly. Noah’s hips bucked involuntarily, thrusting into the wet heat of Ryder’s mouth.

Ryder’s tongue swiped over the sensitive head of Noah’s cock, feeling the bead of pre-cum on its tip. He took Noah’s length deeper into his throat, his nose brushing against his pubic hair. He felt Noah’s body tremble as he began to suck rhythmically, his hips jerking forward with each downward movement. With one hand, he grasped Noah’s ass cheek firmly and squeezed, circling his finger around the puckered hole. The other hand found its way to his own hardened length which was hidden behind them both.

Noah let out a moan that vibrated through Ryder’s skull, and he pulled back just enough to look up at him. Their eyes locked in a heated gaze as Ryder slid two fingers into his own mouth, lubricating them with his saliva before pressing them against Noah’s entrance. He could feel Noah’s pulse racing beneath his touch as he slowly pushed them inside. The sounds of wet flesh parting filled the room, and Ryder leaned in again to capture Noah’s lips in a deep, passionate kiss. His thumb found its way to his prostate, massaging gently as his fingers began to move in and out of Noah’s tight channel.

The taste of pre-come mixed with the salty flavor of their combined sweat on Ryder’s tongue, and he savored every drop. He picked up the pace of his head bobbing downwards, taking more of Noah into his mouth with each pass as he felt him starting to lose control.

Moans escaped Noah’s throat, turning into grunts and whimpers. He threw his head back against the pillows and squeezed his eyes shut, trying to focus on holding back his climax.

Suddenly, he cried out, his body shaking violently. Warm fluid flooded Ryder’s mouth, and he swallowed greedily, sucking every drop. His fingers kept working at Noah’s entrance, drawing out his orgasm for as long as possible. Eventually, he pulled away and sat back on his knees, watching as Noah lay panting, his chest heaving as he struggled to catch his breath.

Ryder smirked down at him. "How was that?" he asked, licking his lips clean.

"Holy shit," Noah breathed out. He was covered in sweat, and his cheeks were flushed pink.

Ryder smiled proudly. "Looks like you enjoyed yourself." He crawled forward, placing a kiss on his lips. "Now it’s my turn."

Noah groaned, burying his face in the pillow beside him. "I’m tired," he mumbled, his voice muffled by the fabric.

Ryder chuckled and stroked his hair, letting his fingers trail down his neck and shoulder blades. "It’s okay, darling. Just lie there and relax. I’ll take care of everything." He pressed another kiss against Noah’s temple, and Noah sighed contentedly.

They spent a few minutes cuddling before Ryder rolled off the bed and walked to the bathroom, grabbing a washcloth and dampening it. He returned, climbing back onto the mattress and sitting next to Noah’s prone form.

"Let’s get you cleaned up, baby," he said softly.

Noah nodded sleepily and closed his eyes, allowing Ryder to wash his sticky mess off his skin. Then he placed the cloth aside and grabbed the bottle of lotion from the nightstand, squirting some into his hand and massaging it into his cock, warming the gel before slipping inside his lover.

Noah inhaled sharply, arching his back as Ryder slid deeper. Ryder took his time, gently stroking Noah’s insides, feeling every inch of him. It was almost torture to go this slow when he was so close, but he knew that it would be worth it in the end.

"Ahh---angh," Noah moaned, gripping the sheets tightly.

Ryder smiled, loving the sound of his boyfriend’s voice. He loved watching him writhe beneath him, begging for more. He loved how he responded to every touch, every caress, every kiss. He loved how completely uninhibited Noah became. He loved knowing that he was the reason Noah was coming undone like this.

He reached up, cupping his face with his free hand, kissing his lips.

"I love you," Ryder whispered between kisses. "So much."

"Mmm," Noah murmured. "Love you too."

They continued to make love until finally, they collapsed onto the bed, exhausted and spent. Ryder pulled Noah close, wrapping his arms around him and holding him tightly. He buried his face in his hair, breathing deeply, inhaling his scent.

"I want to lie like this with you forever," he whispered.

Noah looked up at him, a smile tugging at his lips. "Me too," he replied. "I want to spend every day together, just like this."

Ryder brushed a strand of hair out of his face and kissed his forehead. "Forever sounds perfect."

Noah’s eyes twinkled with joy. "Forever sounds incredible," he said, leaning in to give him a long kiss.

They stayed like that, gazing into each other’s eyes, their bodies pressed together, their hearts beating as one. And as the sun rose outside their window, bathing them in its rays, no matter what happened next, nothing could tear them apart.

They are soul mates.

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