Chapter 350 Punishment
Ryland had just ended the phone call when he was suddenly enveloped in a firm embrace from behind. A quick nip at his ear made him yelp in surprise.
“Ouch! Claude, you bastard! It hurts!” Ryland exclaimed, trying to wriggle free, but Claude’s grip was tight, preventing any escape.
Claude leaned in closer, his breath warm against Ryland’s ear.
“What was that you just said? It’s been a while since you’ve been to a bar?”
Ryland’s weak spot was his ears, and Claude’s teasing breath sent shivers down his spine, causing goosebumps to form.
“Claude, stop-” Ryland pleaded.
However, Claude only chuckled mischievously and nipped at Ryland’s ear again. “Be honest with me. When was the last time you went to a bar?”
“Last-last month-” Ryland stammered.
“Last month?” Claude pressed, his eyes narrowing. “Are you sure about that?”
Ryland squeezed his eyes shut, correcting himself hastily. “Last week-
Claude’s gaze intensified, and he leaned in as if to bite Ryland’s ear again. Panicked, Ryland confessed, “The day before yesterday! Okay?! Claude, will you stop already?”
“Not a chance!” Claude coldly scoffed, his teeth clenched.
With that, he flipped Ryland over in a swift motion, pinning him beneath. Claude’s actions were quick, giving Ryland no chance to react.
One of Claude’s hands braced against the bed near Ryland’s ear, while the other slipped under his pajama, tracing along his side with just enough pressure to make Ryland squirm. The silky smoothness of Ryland’s skin, the slight tremble of his body, and his flushed, helpless expression only fueled Claude’s desire further. His thumb brushed over Ryland’s chest, finding a sensitive spot and teasing it deliberately.
“Claude…” Ryland murmured weakly.
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“Hmm?” Claude responded, feigning innocence.
“Claude, you’re such a jerk!” Ryland exclaimed.
Claude smirked wickedly. “Oh, but you love it.”
His grin grew as he observed Ryland’s teary eyes and heard his soft gasps.
Claude was determined not to let Ryland go easily.
He lifted his chin and engaged Ryland in a deep, fiery kiss.
Their tongues intertwined, and Ryland responded by parting his lips, intensifying
Claude’s ardor.
Maybe it was the long business trip that had separated them, or perhaps the fatigue from his return yesterday that had left him too weary to be intimate with Ryland. Regardless, Claude was particularly passionate this morning.
His kisses ventured from Ryland’s lips down to his neck, and even lower.
The pair had always moved together seamlessly in such intimate moments, their passion unchecked.
Ryland couldn’t recall when he had fallen asleep. When he awoke, the room was enveloped in darkness.
His throat was parched and sore. And that was when he realized Claude wasn’t beside
him.
Reaching for his phone, he saw it was 3 a.m.
Puzzled about Claude’s whereabouts at this hour, Ryland rose to get some water. As his feet touched the floor, he felt a surge of soreness and silently rebuked Claude for his
incessant intensity.
Opting not to turn on the lights and hoping to return to sleep soon, Ryland allowed his eyes to adjust to the darkness and headed downstairs.
In the faint light, he spotted Claude on the living room couch, absorbed in a phone conversation and oblivious to Ryland’s approach.
“It’s all taken care of,” Claude stated in a low, clipped tone.
“Don’t contact me again. We’re even now. Don’t worry. If you keep your mouth shut, so
will 1.”
Ryland paused, his steps softening as he stood silently at the bottom of the stairs, observing Claude.
Upon ending the call, Claude’s face was expressionless, yet a trace of relief was evident in his demeanor. However, this relief quickly faded as he looked up and saw Ryland watching him from the bottom of the stairs, causing him.to stiffen suddenly.
