[BL] Dear Hushand, I want divorce-Chapter 134: A dry confession (M)

Ryder added another finger, stretching him open. The feeling was incredible, and Noah couldn’t help but moan loudly, his body shaking with delight.

"Oh God, Ryder...please..." Noah panted, his eyes closing.

Ryder smiled, his fingers pumping in and out of Noah’s ass. Noah could feel his cock getting harder, his arousal growing stronger.

Then, without warning, Ryder grabbed Noah’s thighs, pushing them towards his chest.

Noah gasped, his eyes flying open. He felt a wave of pleasure rush through his body, his hole clenching around Ryder’s fingers.

"Oh, fuck, Ryder..." Noah moaned, his hands clutching at the sheets.

Ryder didn’t waste any time, his fingers quickly replaced by his rock-hard cock. The sudden intrusion made Noah’s head spin, his body trembling with pleasure. freёnovelkiss.com

"Hahh!" Ryder grunted, his hips thrusting forward.

Noah cried out, his back arching off the bed. The way Ryder filled him, it was overwhelming, intoxicating. Noah’s body felt like it was on fire, every nerve ending buzzing with pleasure.

Noah couldn’t take it anymore, his body aching for release. "Please...please, Ryder," he begged, his voice shaking.

Ryder hugged Noah before pulling him up and sitting him in his lap, their chests pressed together, Noah’s back against his knees.

Then Ryder started moving, his cock sliding in and out of Noah’s ass. The feeling was indescribable, a mixture of pain and pleasure, and Noah felt himself losing control. He moaned, his body quivering with ecstasy.

"Angh..ah...ah!’ Noah groaned, his hips rocking back and forth, meeting Ryder’s thrusts.

Ryder grunted, his fingers digging into Noah’s hips. He picked up the pace, slamming into him harder and faster.

Noah felt a familiar warmth building up in his stomach, his body tensing. He kissed and bit Ryder’s shoulder, his fingernails raking down his back. He could feel himself getting close, the pressure building, his cock throbbing.

"Ah, I’m gonna cum," Noah whimpered, his toes curling.

Ryder wrapped a hand around Noah’s cock, stroking him in time with his thrusts. Noah’s mind was spinning, his body overwhelmed with pleasure.

Then, with one final thrust, Ryder sent Noah over the edge, his cock pulsing in his hand as he came, spilling his seed all over their chests. The orgasm was so intense, so overwhelming, that it made him see stars.

"F-fuck, Ryder...I..ah!" Noah panted, his chest heaving as he struggled to catch his breath.

Ryder’s hips rocked, his cock slamming into Noah’s prostate. He could feel Ryder’s cock pulsing, his balls slapping against his ass.

Ryder groaned, his grip on Noah’s hips tightening.

Noah moaned, his hole clenching around Ryder’s cock. He felt Ryder’s cock throb, his balls tightening as he released his load inside him. The sensation was unlike anything he’d ever experienced, the warmth of Ryder’s seed filling him up.

Ryder rode out his orgasm, his cock twitching inside Noah’s ass. When he was finally spent, he slumped forward, his chest heaving.

They stayed like that for a moment, their bodies intertwined, their breathing heavy. Throughout the sex, Ryder didn’t utter a single word, and even now his expression was unreadable.

"Ryder...is everything okay?" Noah asked tentatively, a feeling of dread slowly starting to settle in the pit of his stomach.

"Yeah, everything’s fine," Ryder replied, his tone light.

They lay in each other’s arms, the quiet settling over them like a blanket. Noah’s head rested on Ryder’s chest, listening to the steady thrum of his heartbeat, a warm feeling of contentment wrapping around him. He smiled to himself, his body still tingling from the intensity of their kiss, the heat of their connection still fresh in his mind.

This was it—Ryder hadn’t said the words, but Noah could feel it. They were more than what they used to be. They had to be. He clung to that hope, basking in the closeness they now shared.

But Ryder hadn’t said a word. He was quiet, his hand resting absently on Noah’s back, his gaze fixed on the ceiling. There was no tenderness in his expression, no trace of the passion that had burned so fiercely between them just moments before. His face was unreadable, his eyes distant, as though his mind was somewhere far away.

Noah, lost in his own thoughts, didn’t notice Ryder’s demeanor at first. His heart still fluttered in his chest, excitement bubbling within him. He was giddy with the thought that maybe this was real. That they were something more now. He turned his head slightly, looking up at Ryder, waiting for him to say something—anything—that would confirm what he so desperately wanted to believe.

But when Ryder finally spoke, it wasn’t what Noah had expected.

"So," Ryder said, his voice calm, almost indifferent, "where’s Ash right now?"

Noah blinked, lifting his head slightly from Ryder’s chest. The question caught him off guard, completely out of place at the moment. He stared at Ryder, dumbfounded, the smile slipping from his face.

"Huh?" Noah asked, his voice soft with confusion.

Ryder’s expression remained unchanged, his eyes steady and calm as he looked down at Noah. There was no warmth, no playfulness in his gaze. It was almost unsettling how detached he seemed.

"Where’s Ash?" Ryder repeated, his tone casual, as if he were asking about the weather.

Noah’s heart sank slightly. Why is he asking about Ash right now? He didn’t want to tell him—Ash’s location was supposed to be a secret, and he had promised not to get anyone else involved.

But...Ryder had said yes, hadn’t he? They were together now, weren’t they? Noah reasoned with himself. He could trust him, right?

Noah hesitated, uncertainty gnawing at him. But the longer he looked at Ryder’s calm, expressionless face, the more he felt like he had to answer. He didn’t want Ryder to think he didn’t trust him. After everything they had just shared, after what Noah had just confessed...he couldn’t risk making Ryder upset.

So, Noah smiled, forcing himself to push the doubt aside. He had to believe Ryder wouldn’t betray him.

"He’s...he’s in a village down south," Noah finally said, his voice soft. "A place called Rivershore."

Ryder didn’t react. His face remained as impassive as ever, giving no indication of how he felt about the information. Noah studied him for a moment, his heart pounding in his chest. Why isn’t he saying anything?

Noah swallowed, trying to shake off the uneasy feeling creeping into his chest. He smiled again, more nervously this time, and added, "But...please don’t tell Elijah, okay? I promised I wouldn’t get him involved."

Ryder nodded, but there was no emotion behind it. No reassurance in his eyes, no warmth in his voice. It was a simple nod—empty, mechanical, as if he were agreeing to something trivial.

Noah’s heart fluttered again, but this time, it wasn’t excitement that filled his chest—it was something much colder. Something that made him question, just for a moment, if he had made a mistake. But Ryder’s arms were still around him, and Noah clung to that, telling himself everything was fine.

But something about Ryder fell off. Extremely off. That Noah couldn’t stop himself from asking his next question.

"Ryder...just to be clear. I mean...I will just get peace of mind if you could confess it verbally. You...you also love me, right?"

But he never knew that the answer he got in return would change his life completely.