A Younger Man (25 page)

Noah opened his mouth to apologize, but at the same time Zane dug his fingers into Noah’s forearm, his eyes alight with new knowledge. “Do that again.”

Noah took another stab into Zane’s ass. Zane moaned, his ass clenching in the snuggest damned hold around Noah’s penis.
Goddammit.
Noah took hold of Zane’s hand, tangled their fingers to let Zane brace himself against the connection, and thrust himself past the man’s hole and into his tight, slick passage again.

A low, needy groan, something from deeper inside Zane than Noah had ever heard before, escaped the younger man. At the same time, the softness in his stare slipped to raw, open desire. “Oh God, Noah…” Zane grasped Noah’s other arm, clearly wanting Noah to give him balanced support on both sides. “Fuck me … Fuck me.” Zane gripped Noah’s hands with ridiculous strength. He quickly forced a downward push, one that met Noah’s upward thrust, and merged their bodies with increasing speed and force. With another ragged moan, Zane whispered, “You feel so good.”

Noah lost himself equally in Zane’s eyes and the hot clutch of his body. “Zane … Christ…” Noah punched his hips up, shoving as far as he could go into Zane’s amazing ass. “You’re so fucking beautiful.”

“Don’t stop.” Zane locked his stare on Noah and held onto his hands with a death grip. He slammed his ass down onto Noah’s impaling cock again and again, making needy little noises with each coming together of their flesh. “Oh God…” His skin was flush with color and a fine sheen of growing perspiration made him glisten in the sunlight. “Noah…” Zane jerked himself back and forward and side to side, riding Noah without any style or finesse. “I need you… Don’t let me go.”

“Never.” Noah growled and jammed his dick up into Zane’s ass, as if he needed to stake a claim and prove his worth to Zane as a mate. His dick exploded with sensation, almost too much to bear, and with a grunt he knifed his way into Zane’s flaming passage again. “Fuck…” Line after line of joy coursed through Noah’s veins, and the heightened pleasure pulled deep in his balls and up into his belly. Noah couldn’t break away from the display of emotion and pleasure mapping Zane’s face and lighting his eyes. The connection snaked deep inside Noah and coiled itself all the way around his heart. A flood of feelings cut up his throat, but Noah managed to say, “You’re amazing, Zane.”

Zane came down on Noah, almost impaling himself to the hilt. He whimpered and said, “Play with my cock, Noah.” He even shoved Noah’s hand over his straining shaft. “I think I’m gonna come.”

Noah gave Zane one full stroke, and Zane trembled. Whispering, “Please,” almost as if to himself, Zane rocked his buttocks against Noah’s buried cock, working himself off in fast circles on the rigid member owning his ass. A soft, groaning “Noah,” left Zane’s lips, just as he pinpointed on Noah’s eyes. He bore down once more—
oh Jesus, yes
—and a deeper barrier inside Zane collapsed. Noah’s cock slipped into the farthest reaches of Zane’s body, all the way to the hilt, and a hoarse shout filled Zane’s being.

In immediate reaction to the complete taking, Noah roared with deep-seated pleasure, unable to hold back, and drowned out Zane’s cry. Unfathomable deliciousness surrounded Noah’s penis completely and consumed his entire being. With no warning whatsoever, Noah arced off the blanket and grass, lifting Zane a measure off the ground, and spurted his release deep inside the man’s perfect ass. Almost instantly, Zane went statue-still too. His lips parted, but he produced no sound. Then he jerked. A second jolt went through Noah, leaving more seed inside Zane, and with that Zane swelled in Noah’s hand, and he shot all over Noah’s stomach and chest. With Zane’s release, his passage clamped tightly around Noah’s dick, pulling another shudder and wave of cum through Noah’s body. Somehow Noah kept his hand locked around Zane’s cock; he stroked the man’s shaft repeatedly, making Zane jerk on top of him and shoot more milky hot ejaculate all over Noah’s flesh.

Fucking shit, yes
.

Once the final tremors left their bodies, Zane collapsed on top of Noah and buried his face in Noah’s neck. The move made Noah’s cock slip out of Zane’s ass, but other than another shared shiver, neither man acknowledged the separation.

Although Zane’s breathing didn’t slow much, his body relaxed completely, making Noah think Zane had fallen asleep. Then, as if coming out of a fog, Zane kissed his way up Noah’s jaw to his mouth. His eyes full of sunlight, he murmured, “Wow.”

Shit.
Pure warmth enveloped Noah both inside and out; he threw back his head and laughed. “That’s a good word for it.” He wrapped Zane in his arms, loving the feel of the man’s weight on top of him. “Insanely wow.”

As if he was settling in, Zane bent his arm, planted his elbow against Noah’s shoulder, and put his chin in his hand. “I had no idea.” The most endearing half grin tilted Zane’s lips, and the ocean glittered in his gaze. “Nothing I could have done would have prepared me for that.” He teased his fingers over Noah’s lips, nose, and forehead, and his voice softened to nearly a whisper. “Nothing ever could have prepared me for you, Noah.” Zane pecked a kiss to Noah’s jaw and then rubbed his nose against the stubbly skin. “I can’t believe I just got to do that with you.”

“How do you feel?” Tension suddenly thrummed inside Noah. He cupped Zane’s cheek, studying closely what Zane conveyed with his eyes. “Are you in pain?”

Taking a moment, Zane shifted on top of Noah, wiggling a bit, his brow furrowing. “There’s some soreness, but nothing too crazy.” Zane didn’t glance away or look down, and he didn’t wince. In fact, a twinkle filled his stare, and a lopsided smile appeared. “We’re not the first people to do this,” he blushed as he said that, “so I have to imagine I will be fine.”

Noah went to cross his legs at the ankle but got tangled in his jeans bunched around his knees. Grimacing, he raised a brow at Zane. “Next time I’ll get the rest of my clothes off for you.” The quickness with which he’d shoved a finger into Zane’s ass flashed through his memory and made him flinch. “And I’ll try to work in some better foreplay too.”

Zane arched a dark brow down at Noah. “We’ve had six days of foreplay, Noah. And that doesn’t even count the time we’ve been attracted to each other but were pretending we weren’t.” Back to rubbing at Noah’s lips, Zane had a faraway look in his eyes. “I look forward to slow and easy one day, where we get to spend all day in bed, and I get to kiss every inch of your hard body,” he tickled Noah’s waist, and then laughed and planted a fast kiss to Noah’s mouth, “but I loved what you just did to me here too.”

“Did you now?” With lightness streaking through his being, Noah nipped at Zane and rolled them to their sides, but kept Zane wrapped up in his arms. While rubbing playfully against the sleek, strong man attached to him, Noah slid his hand down Zane’s waist to cup his ass. “You say you loved it,” a wolf’s smile slipped free, “did you?”

Zane pulled back. Taking a moment, he looked Noah over with an exaggerated eye. “Ummm,” he put his finger to his chin, “I’d say it wasn’t bad to have as a memory of my first time.”

“Not bad?” Noah’s voice rose to a strikingly high, comical pitch. “Not bad?” he said again, giving Zane the stink eye. “Feel that?” Still grinning wickedly, Noah took Zane’s hand and rubbed it all over his sticky torso. “That’s your cum, baby, all over my chest and stomach.” His tone went all grittily husky as he felt the seed drying on his skin, and his cock twitched against Zane’s thigh. “You shot hard, honey, and you looked gloriously stunning as you did.”

As Zane fingered the ejaculate on Noah’s skin, sapphire suddenly enriched his stare. “Man, when you got deeper at the end there, and then I felt you come inside me,” Zane trembled, “I lost it.”

Growling, Noah went in for another fast, biting kiss. “It was insan—shit.” Zane’s words suddenly fully penetrated Noah’s brain.
Fuck.
Noah rolled onto his back, and his stomach fell into his feet. “I came inside you,” he told Zane, answering the clear question in the other man’s eyes. “I didn’t put on a condom. I got them out of the truck, but I didn’t even think. It never even hit me. It didn’t feel strange to enter you without protection. I’ve been with my wife—ex-wife—since I was fifteen. We trusted each other, and we never used them. And with you, I was so excited … fuck. Protection isn’t something that’s part of my sexual routine, but I shou—”

Zane slapped his hand over Noah’s runaway mouth. “Noah.” He leaned across Noah’s chest, perpendicular, and put his chin back in his hand, his focus fully on Noah. “You are my entire sexual history—unless you count two girls I kissed a few times when I was a teenager, before I got so busy taking care of Burt. After that he and my brother and sister became my whole life.”

His chest swelling with emotion, Noah brushed Zane’s cheek and jaw, needing to touch him. “Janice is my whole history—except one time in college where I kissed another boy and we sucked each other’s cocks a little bit before rubbing our dicks together until we came. I wasn’t ready for more with a guy,” Noah admitted, weirdly not ashamed with this man. “I wanted the safety of the trust and friendship I had with Janice, and we got back together shortly after.”

Zane covered Noah’s hand and trapped it against his cheek. “So I think we’re okay. Right?”

“Yeah. I guess I just feel like I should have thought to give you the option.”

“I don’t know.” Zane shrugged, making his elbow dig into Noah’s armpit. “I like that we know and trust each other and we went with the moment.”

Christ.
“But you shouldn’t … I mean, you should be prepared… Other men… Shit.” Noah took his hand back and dug the heels of both into his forehead. He felt so goddamn inadequate, and like he was supposed to have memorized some handbook about being gay that he’d never even been given. “I feel like I should be telling you something about safe sex and being responsible for your protection.”

Zane removed Noah’s hand from his face, and his brow pulled as he met Noah’s gaze. “You’re the only one I want to be with, Noah.” Color suddenly fled from his cheeks, and he sat up straight. “Is it different for you?”

“Christ, no.” Black humor pushed a bark of fatalistic laughter out of Noah. Still on his back, he looked up at Zane, the man so beguilingly sexy, yet at the same time innocent. Attraction Noah had never believed he could feel for one special man thickened his words. “You have no idea. I have been so fucking hungry to have sex with a man, but with every date I went on, and every man I got to know, for some reason I held myself back.” Taking Zane’s hand from the ground, Noah lifted it and pressed a kiss to each finger. “Then you came into my life, and I knew what I wanted.” Old heartache slipped in, and he admitted, “I liked you instantly, but I thought you were another guy I couldn’t have.”

Zane slid his hand down Noah’s arm and twined their fingers together. “There’s been something about you, right from the start. You intrigued me.” The sweetest pink burned the tips of Zane’s ears and dotted his cheeks. He bit his lip for a moment, but suddenly blurted, “I could not stop thinking about you, and a lot of the times when I did it would give me an erection. I’d never had that with anyone before. I wanted to touch you all the time. And then when you mentioned Ramsay … I was so envious and jealous.” Leaning down, Zane pressed a kiss right under Noah’s belly button, and then laid his cheek against the cum-crusted skin, looking deep into Noah’s eyes. “I knew I wanted you for myself.”

“Don’t, baby.” Noah’s heart squeezed exquisitely. His penis did too. “You’re gonna make me hard again, and we eventually have to get dressed and back to work.”

“Not yet.” Shooting to his feet, Zane then ran to the back of the truck, fully animated. “I didn’t even show you the rest of the lunch I made for you.” He hauled the entire cooler back, adding, “There’s potato salad and green beans, and I even have strawberries and cream for dessert.”

Noah shifted to sit up. As much as he didn’t want to, he accepted there was one thing he couldn’t ignore. “Let me get the wipes from the truck.” His skin was not only covered with cum, but Zane had to feel the need to freshen himself too. Pulling his underwear and jeans back up to his waist, Noah trekked back to his vehicle. “We’ll clean up, get dressed, and sit down to eat.”

As Noah came back with the packet of wipes, and as Zane snapped the blanket and spread it across the grass, Zane said, “Can I tell you something?”

After taking out a few wipes for himself, Noah handed the box to Zane. “Absolutely.” Zane fidgeted with the wipes, and Noah frowned and covered his hands. “What is it, honey?”

Zane straightened, and his attention jumped to Noah’s face. “Oh, nothing bad. It’s just, when I was making this food, and I knew I was going to bring some of it for you, it made me really excited. That’s what I wanted to tell you.” With a shrug, Zane started fidgeting again, this time using the wipes to enthusiastically clean his newly used body. “It’s silly, huh?”

Noah fucking melted into the grass all over again. “Not even a little bit.” Moving closer, he pulled Zane’s hand away and took over freshening the man’s body himself. Using clean wipes, Noah took away all evidence of lube and ejaculate from between Zane’s ass cheeks, between his legs, and down his thighs, all the while keeping his stare fully fixed on Zane. “Whenever I’m around you,” Noah moved to clean Zane’s hands next, getting into the webbing of his fingers as if he were somehow making love to him all over again, “I feel happy and alive. You do that to me. You make me excited to wake up every morning. Have I ever told you that?”

Trembling again, Zane started to lean into Noah. Just before their mouths touched, Zane jerked back and shook himself. “We should probably stop talking now,” he eyed Noah as he dropped to his knees on the blanket and dug into the cooler, “or I’m going to jump you again, and we’ll never get back to the food.”

“Good idea.” Before sitting down, Noah wiped cum off his chest and belly. He openly stared at Zane’s naked perfection. Sitting with his legs folded under him or not, Zane still looked like a most satisfying eight-course meal. “Put on your clothes, though,” Noah ordered as he took a seat on the blanket, “because your cock is so fucking tempting I might start with it as an appetizer and end with your ass as the meal.”