A Younger Man (28 page)

Just as Zane scratched down Noah’s back to his ass, losing himself, Noah kissed his way up to Zane’s temple and said, “Open that lube for me.” Noah then made eye contact for the briefest moment, just long enough to give away the raw hunger inside him, and to make Zane shiver.

Automatically complying, Zane grabbed the lube and popped the top. Just as he did, Noah began kissing his way down the perimeter of Zane’s body, from the edge of his chest, to down his left side, to over his hip, and even partway down Zane’s thigh. As Noah grazed Zane’s flesh with soft touches and light licks, he shifted Zane’s lower body and left leg, sort of rolling Zane’s lower quadrant almost to his side, but not quite, to then finally ease Zane’s leg up across his belly and chest.

Oh fucking shit.
Noah had arranged Zane in a way that parted his ass cheeks and allowed what little air that still existed in the room to breeze across his exposed asshole. And Noah, with his hold still on Zane’s leg, keeping him open, moaned and slid into a position that put his cock right in line with Zane’s entrance.

“Damn it, honey,” Noah rubbed his middle finger over Zane’s bud, making the muscle quiver and Zane’s breath catch, “you have the sweetest, most perfectly pink little hole that was surely ever created.” Noah took the tremble-worthy touch away and rested his wrist on Zane’s hip. “Give me some lube.”

Anticipation made Zane’s hand shake. But God, he wanted this so much he did his best to get himself under control before Noah could misinterpret the action as hesitation or fear. Watching Noah, attuned to his greater knowledge, Zane squeezed out as much of the thick lubricant as he assumed was the right amount. When Noah nodded, and even offered a soft smile, Zane couldn’t help grinning in return, almost shyly, as it was clear Zane hadn’t fooled Noah for a second. All the same, Noah obviously understood Zane and wasn’t frustrated or impatient with his inexperience in any way.

Noah’s natural kindness and patience settled Zane inside better than the most powerful sedative. In a shot, any residual tension flowed from his body. “Take me, Noah.” Zane took a thick smear of the lube, put it right onto his pucker, and then used the rest to coat Noah’s cock. He stroked Noah’s length, making sure to cover his erection everywhere. The man jerked and groaned under Zane’s ministrations. When Noah’s shaft glistened with the slick substance, Zane added, “I swear I only need you.”

Noah muttered, “Shit, honey,” and a shudder rocked through his frame. Then, as he held Zane’s leg up across his body, against the bed, he eased into position, his thick tip kissing Zane’s hole. Lifting his head to meet Zane’s gaze, Noah caught it and locked in; only then did he begin to push his cock into Zane’s ass.

Ohhhhh Jesus God.
Noah slowly, so goddamn slowly, eased his penis into Zane’s body. Each tiny increment of Zane’s ass Noah claimed stretched Zane unbearably, burning fire around his entrance and widening his passage with painful, yet somehow delicious pleasure. The deeper Noah pushed into Zane’s channel, the harsher and more unforgiving the lines mapping his face appeared—evidence of how hard he worked to control himself. Noah slid into Zane another inch, and Zane moaned at the sweet discomfort he was quickly coming to love. Above him though, Noah shook his head, and he visibly clenched his teeth, so hard it looked as if he might shatter his jaw.

Zane’s heart squeezed terribly. “Noah,” he rubbed the man’s rock-hard forearm, “you don’t have to hold back what you want with me.”

“It’s not that.” As Noah sank his fingertips into Zane’s haunch, sweat dampened his hair and ran down his temples. “You’re so fucking hot and tight, Zane.” With a hiss, Noah nudged deeper. He stared down at where his cock was half buried in Zane’s ass. As if looking wasn’t enough, Noah ran his fingers around Zane’s stretched opening, right along his cock, and hissed again. “Christ, that’s insane.” He lifted his focus back to Zane, revealing the rich brown in his eyes pooling with banked heat. “I need to go slow for a minute or I’ll come too fast.”

“Noah.” Zane clutched at Noah’s arm with both hands, trying to implore through his touch. “It’s okay.”

“No it isn’t.” Noah held onto Zane’s thigh with his big worker’s hand, bracing himself as he gently started rocking his hips, moving his cock within Zane, sliding the shaft with deliciously slow friction along Zane’s inner walls. “We don’t know when we’re gonna get to do this again.” Noah pressed Zane’s leg down at a perpendicular angle against the bedding and—
oh God, yes
—it made Zane feel as though his passage was even narrower for Noah’s cock to fuck. Noah looked into Zane’s eyes, concealing none of the raging need in his own, and uttered, “I don’t want it to be over before it starts.”

“If it ends fast… Ohhh shit, Noah.” Zane shouted and jerked as his entire passage collapsed and Noah got in balls deep. “If it ends fast and you can’t get it up in time to fuck me again,” Zane tried to keep his train of thought as Noah, slowly and deeply, repeatedly, shafted Zane’s ass, kissing every nerve ending clamoring inside Zane for contact with this man’s scorching, hard cock. Zane sucked in air as Noah filled him again, but he managed to say, “then I’ll roll you over and fuck you.”

As if a switch inside Noah had flipped, his nostrils and pupils flared, making him look almost feral. He shoved Zane’s leg higher up into the bedding, putting his foot near to his head, and bore down on Zane’s ass with sudden rapid-fire thrusts, owning Zane’s ass with a faster, rougher taking. Noah knifed his shaft into Zane with full strikes, his eyes a haze of espresso desire. He watched himself spear into Zane to the hilt and then he ground his pubes against Zane’s aggrieved hole.

Shit. Shit.
The rough, raw moves sliced through Zane, straight to his core. His cock shot to full staff and pushed against his stomach. “Ohhh God…” Zane sucked in deep gulps of air, desperate for oxygen. In this compromised position, he still did his best to work his needy ass off on Noah’s prick. “God, Noah. You feel so good.” Zane bucked clumsily into Noah’s taking. “Don’t slow down.”

Noah tore his stare away from his cock taking ownership of Zane’s ass and put that fiery, lust-controlled gaze on Zane. “You want to fuck me one day?” Pure rust, even grittier than usual, coated Noah’s tone.

“Yeah.” Zane nodded, and then cried out when Noah shoved in deep and ground himself against Zane’s sensitized hole again. “I-I,” Zane groaned low, loving Noah’s slip into a feral kind of mating, “I want to be inside you too.”

“You would roll me on my stomach?” Unfettered lust storming in his eyes, Noah shoved Zane over the rest of the way, onto his belly. “Like that?” He then surged into Zane from behind, taking Zane’s ass to the hilt.

A shout of need escaped Zane. He clutched the edge of the mattress, needing a way to tether the explosion of pleasure Noah was wreaking in his ass. “Yeah.” Zane gritted his teeth and punched his ass up into the fierce drive of Noah’s cock. “And you would push your ass in the air for me.” His knees sliding wide on the bedding, Zane tilted his hips and buttocks upward, doing his best to ram himself onto Noah’s cock from the submissive position. “Begging for me,” Zane panted heavily, out of control, “like I’m doing for you now.”

“Fuck, baby.” Noah reared upright and took hold of Zane’s hips, holding him in place for a half dozen complete strokes, where he pulled his cock all the way out of Zane’s ass, sending Zane’s rectum into a confused state of abandonment, only to pierce his way into Zane’s body again. Zane cried out with each deep strike, his body both fighting and loving this different pace of mating.

Before Zane could adjust, Noah came down on top of him completely, blanketing him with his full weight. “Would you cover me until it felt like we were fused into one being everywhere?” He circled Zane’s arms with his and shifted to tuck Zane’s legs between his. He burrowed his face in next to Zane’s, cocooning Zane with insane, wonderful, unbearable heat. “Like this?” Noah barely moved, but he had his cock embedded deep inside Zane’s ass, and Zane swore Noah had full command over the deep throbbing in his shaft, something that pushed deliciously against Zane’s anal walls.

With a throaty moan, Zane squeezed his passage around Noah’s thick, long penis, sinking fully into the deep-seated pleasure. Having Noah so deep inside him felt insanely perfect. “Yeah. It would feel so good.” Zane clenched his muscles again, and every nerve ending in his tunnel itched and clawed for friction. “Fuck me, Noah.” Unable to remain still, Zane grabbed at Noah’s hands and turned his head, searching for Noah, his anchor, his safety, in the blur of the closeness of their stares. Zane tried to bump up into Noah’s body, suddenly frighteningly hungry and desperate for the deep, full slide of cock in ass Noah had so quickly taught him to crave. “Show me the way you want me to fuck you.”

A bright fire burned in Noah’s eyes. As he trapped Zane with his gaze, he began to rock within Zane and set new flames to the fire already burning in Zane’s ass. “Doesn’t matter how, Zane.” Noah tangled their twined hands into one big knot, slid his cock deep into Zane one more time, and pressed the gentlest, most erotic kiss to Zane’s cheek. “Just so long as it’s you.”

Oh God, Noah. You…
Zane couldn’t even form a complete thought, let alone speak it. He simply clung to Noah in every way—with his lips, and hands, and his ass around Noah’s cock—as the sweetest pain he’d ever experienced exploded in his heart and then rushed through the rest of his body. Without a noise, everything in him too choked up for sound, Zane came, releasing onto the flannel blanket, Noah’s blanket, the fabric infused with this man’s unique scent. As he came, he craned his neck so he could see Noah. Making eye contact, Zane got lost in Noah’s welcoming stare, and he was unable to hold back tears. Zane’s passage squeezed with exquisite tightness around Noah’s invasion, and without any control over the action his body somehow sucked Noah’s cock even deeper inside his ass. Behind Zane, Noah shuddered in absolute silence. He licked wetness from Zane’s cheek; as he did, he spilled himself in Zane’s ass, warming Zane from the inside out, giving a part of himself over to Zane, in a way Zane hadn’t even known he needed until Noah offered it so freely.

For long minutes afterward, both men remained still, Noah covering Zane, still inside him. They just breathed in tandem. Although no longer fucking, their bodies still moved as one.

Luxuriating in Noah’s full weight pressing him into the bed, Zane freed one of his hands and brushed his fingers over Noah’s face, needing another way to memorize all the beautiful hard lines. “How did I get so lucky to have you stumble into my life, Noah?”

After taking a nip at Zane’s finger, Noah gave him a lopsided grin. “I think you stumbled into mine. At my feet. Literally.”

“God, that day feels like a lifetime ago.” Sighing, Zane shoved his hand under his cheek. “I don’t ever want to leave the ugly, tacky perfection of this room.”

Still clutching Zane’s other hand, Noah brought it between them and pressed a kiss to the back. “I don’t want to leave you either. Good Christ, Zane.” Noah looked upward, as if toward the heavens for answers. “What we just did… How I felt… Watching and absorbing everything from you… Shit, what you do to me.” Exhaling, Noah looked to Zane again, still holding Zane’s hand close to his lips. “I can’t explain what sex with you does to me.”

Zane’s brow scrunched. “You didn’t feel like this when you had sex with your ex-wife?” he asked.

In an instant Noah’s pupils flared wildly. He reared, right off Zane and onto his knees, severing the connection of their bodies, and scrambled to the other side of the bed.

Oh crap.
The words had simply flown from Zane’s mouth, no thinking behind them at all. Too late Zane realized what he’d said.

Chapter 14

Oh God, why did I ask Noah about sex with his ex-wife?

Zane shot to his knees too, automatically wincing and clamping his teeth. His ass was sore, and at least immediately after sex—for the moment anyway—his practical experience said to give his body a few minutes to adjust back to normal.

Staying where he was, Zane implored Noah to understand him from the other edge of the bed. “I’m so sorry. That was so stupid and rude of me. I shouldn’t have said that.”

As if a mule had kicked him in the ass, Noah suddenly jerked and came back to life. His eyes cleared, and he walked on his knees back to Zane. “No, I’m the one who is sorry.” He cupped Zane’s neck and pressed a kiss high on his cheek. “Are you okay?” While gliding his hand down Zane’s back to his ass, he cursed and added, “I pulled out of you way too fast.” Sliding his fingers down Zane’s crack, when he reached Zane’s asshole he gently rubbed the tender muscle. “I could have hurt you.”

Between Noah’s gritty but soft tone and his ministering fingers, Zane was surprised he didn’t fall straight back into the man’s strong arms. His entrance closed quickly, easily settling back into place. And damn, the rest of him warmed all the way through too. “Oh God, Noah. Yes.” Noah only had to touch him, and Zane’s passage throbbed with pleasure. “You’re making it feel better already.”

Before separating, Noah grazed his lips against Zane’s cheek once more. “I apologize for jerking away from you the way I did.” Even deeper grooves than usual hardened Noah’s appearance, but his chocolate stare warmed Zane, and it was steady too. He rubbed at his face and then wiped his hand on this thigh. Cursing again, he reached across the bed and dug under the blanket. Noah came up with the box of wipes, grabbed a handful for himself, and then said, “Here, heads up,” and tossed the container to Zane.

As Zane caught the box and took some of the moistened towelettes to clean himself, Noah pushed himself up against the headboard. “When you mentioned sex with my wife—ex-wife, Janice—my instinct was to clam up and retreat. I pulled away out of habit.” Noah paused, his hand with the wipe around his cock, and put his complete attention on Zane. Some of the harsh lines around his mouth softened a bit, and his gaze lit with the sweetest kind of heat. “But with you,” Noah went back to cleaning himself, but didn’t look away from Zane, “pulling away and clamming up isn’t right.”