A Younger Man (44 page)

Zane finally worked open Noah’s belt and pants, and Noah was so far gone the simple move made him shudder. Zane hardly did anything especially provocative in the way he undressed Noah, but Noah had never felt so erotically seduced in his life.

Leaving Noah’s pants open in a V—with the deep red head of Noah’s dick sticking out of the waistband of his underwear—Zane reached up, loosened Noah’s tie, and slid it from around his neck. Never looking away from Noah, Zane moved to Noah’s dress shirt and slipped each button loose from its hole, one by one, slowly, until no more remained fastened. He lifted up to his knees to glide the shirt off Noah’s shoulders and off each arm, and let the dark blue fabric pool in a half circle around Noah’s backside and hips. Only then did Zane return to Noah’s dress pants. He hooked his fingers at the sides of Noah’s waist; without needing a command Noah lifted to let Zane slide the material down his legs and off his body. Finally Noah sat before Zane completely nude. His skin had never been so on fire, and his shaft had never thickened or strained to such rigidity as it did in front of Zane in this moment.

Zane looked openly, and his Adam’s apple bobbed visibly. “God, Noah.” He ran his hands up Noah’s stomach to his chest, and reverence filled his voice. “You are so stunningly handsome.”

A jolt of desire rushed through Noah and left him with goose bumps. “You only think so because you love me.” Nervous laughter escaped. “Thank God.”

Zane replied, “I only think so because I have eyes.”

Before Noah could open his mouth to dispute the truth of that statement, Zane parted his lips around the tip of Noah’s cock and sucked as if he’d spent his whole adult life with a dick in his mouth. Punching his hips up in automatic response, Noah moaned long and low, unable to contain his pleasure. Zane easily took the additional length and began a rhythm, bobbing his head in a semicircular motion up and down two thirds of Noah’s shaft while also working the base with his hand. Each drag Zane put on Noah’s penis took the cockhead to his throat; Noah could feel his tip nudge that point repeatedly. The promised hint of a deeper heaven, only to have it taken away, acted as an additional layer to the pleasure Zane pulled from Noah’s body. Within a half dozen strokes from Zane’s mouth to Noah’s dick, Noah fell back on the bed and threw his forearm across his eyes. He needed to do something to curb the desire already winding his body to full throttle. At least if Noah couldn’t see Zane’s pretty mouth wrapped around his cock—the man’s cheeks sucking in deliciously with every pulling taste—he might regain enough control to make sure he didn’t jet a load of spunk into Zane’s mouth the next time his cockhead kissed the man’s throat.

Rather than give Noah a moment of reprieve, Zane pushed Noah farther onto the bed, up toward the headboard. Zane crawled onto the bed too, between Noah’s thighs. His face still in Noah’s crotch, Zane repositioned Noah’s legs, bending them until Noah’s feet were braced on the mattress, his thighs spread wide.

Lifting his stare until he locked his gaze to Noah’s, Zane smiled against the underside of Noah’s shaft—Noah could fucking feel the turn of his lips against the sensitized flesh—and then licked down to suck on Noah’s balls.

“Ohhhh shit, Zane…” Noah moaned as Zane put gentle suction on both orbs at the same time. In reaction Noah rammed the back of his skull against the headboard once, twice, three times, frantic for pain. He needed to distract himself in some way in order to prevent himself from coming too fast. Noah understood they didn’t have all day and night to play, or for him to get hard and fill with seed once more, so he didn’t want to lose himself until he sank his cock all the way inside Zane’s willing ass.

But good Christ and everything holy, Noah found the jarring pain to the back of his head hardly diminished the shiver-worthy talents of Zane’s mouth on his nuts. Zane rolled first one ball around on his tongue, the move getting every nerve ending in Noah’s body to clamor between his legs, eager for a flick or lick from Zane’s heavenly tongue. Then switching to Noah’s other testicle, Zane teased the orb just enough to make Noah claw the bedding, but not quite to where he felt as if he needed to tear his way out of his skin for relief.
Fucking shit, yes.
Noah threaded his fingers into Zane’s silky tresses and deeply breathed in the smells of sweat and man permeating the air in the room.

Easing back, Zane began licking with deep, full forays all around Noah’s balls, up to the space where the root of Noah’s dick met his sac, and then into the crease of Noah’s thighs—an extrasensitive spot Noah loved to have touched and teased. Zane then moved lower, where he flicked his tongue with tormenting gentleness against Noah’s taint. At the same time, he reached up to stroke Noah’s length, each glide of his hand spreading the continuous stream of early seed around the sensitive shaft.
So fucking good.
Noah groaned and punched his fist into the bedding. With so little experience—purely on instinct—Zane seemed to know exactly where to touch Noah and how far to play in order to push Noah right to the edge of the cliff, but not have him hurtle over into the abyss.

Right then Zane licked his way down to Noah’s exposed pucker. The shot of pure pleasure one lick from him wreaked in Noah’s ass channel and cock made Noah curse. Noah shoved at Zane’s shoulder, pushing the man away, before one more flick to his bud made him shoot his load right onto his stomach.

“Zane—motherfucking hell, baby.” Noah panted heavily, struggling to regain his composure. “You’re killing me.” Zane still wore all of his clothing—although most of it was now askew—and the sight of him still dressed while Noah raged with such raw desire only made Noah more frantic. He writhed on the cool bedding, but his flesh only grew hotter the longer he looked into Zane’s piercing stare. “I need your ass now.”

Instead of turning around and lowering his jeans to his hips, Zane licked his way up Noah’s belly and over his chest to his chin, putting them face-to-face, and fired a new trail of hungry nerve endings under Noah’s skin. “I love the way you taste, Noah.” Zane grazed his lips across Noah’s mouth, barely letting their lips touch before breaking the contact. “You’re in my system.” With one more scrape of their mouths, Zane finally pulled away, tearing off his shirt and tie once he stood next to the bed. “I never knew I could crave the taste of another person until the first time you kissed me. Since that day in the shower stall,” Zane yanked open an end table drawer, “I’ve never wanted to stop.” With one hand on his jeans zipper, Zane tossed a brown paper bag in Noah’s direction. “Get yourself ready. I’m starving again too.”

Without looking away from Zane, Noah ripped into the paper bag and withdrew an unopened package of lube. As Zane toed out of his shoes and socks, he shared, “I bought that back before the pictures and the threats, before it felt like everything might slip away.” A catch scratched Zane’s voice, and he paused with his jeans halfway down his thighs. “There were nights these last few weeks where I was so scared I would lose everything, including you, and that I was foolish and impulsive for ever thinking I had enough of a future to buy such a big tube of lube in the first place.”

His heart cracking, Noah let the cellophane that had protected the lube drift to the floor. “You will never lose me, honey.” He held out his hand, offering himself—everything in him, everything he was—to Zane. “Get rid of those jeans, and let’s get started on making a dent in this stuff right now.”

As Zane let his jeans fall to the floor, he put his hand in Noah’s. His fingers trembled. Still, he stepped out of his pants, crawled up on Noah, and settled himself on Noah’s thighs.

Noah trapped Zane’s gaze in the prison of his, and he never looked down as he coated his rigid shaft with the new, ultrathick lube. The cool substance did nothing to diminish Noah’s erection. In fact, Zane added his hands to the mix, and the feel of his deft, smaller fingers fluttering over Noah’s cock only made Noah’s length lift and throb harder.

Unable to tolerate the separation of their bodies any longer, Noah held his cock up straight with one hand and eased Zane to his knees with the other. “Take me inside.” The gentle plea in Noah’s thoughts left his lips as a gruff order. “Make love to me like you never want to stop.”

Shifting into place, Zane clutched Noah’s shoulder and lowered himself until his entrance came to rest over Noah’s erection. Zane gasped at first contact, and Noah felt the man’s pucker squeeze and release against the tip of his shaft. “I don’t want this to ever stop.”

“Then show me.” Noah flexed every muscle in his body in his effort not to jam his cock straight up into Zane’s ass. “Please.” Curling his hands into fists against Zane’s thighs, Noah slipped to a place where ragged desperation ruled him. “Now.”

Zane ran his fingers up into Noah’s hair, gripped a handful, and tilted Noah’s head against the headboard. Lowering until their lips grazed, Zane said back, “Hold onto me tighter.” When Noah opened his hands and dug his fingers deep into Zane’s hips, Zane muttered, “Shit,” and sucked in air. “Just like that.” He then curled his arm around Noah’s neck, holding on, and began bearing down on Noah’s cock. Zane rocked and pushed, shifted and pressed, gritting his teeth. Then, with a burst of expelled breath, Zane cried out as his entrance collapsed and the head of Noah’s cock popped into his ass.

Sharp, blinding pleasure coalesced around the upper portion of Noah’s dick, and he shouted too. Then, like two magnets too powerful to be held apart, Noah crushed his lips on Zane’s just as Zane slammed his ass down on Noah’s length. Zane took Noah all the way inside, and the two men came together in an animalistic display of coupling. Noah thrust his hips up in a fast, rough pattern, and he ate his way into Zane’s mouth. He kissed and nipped and licked, desperate to taste and claim as much of Zane as he could, no matter the method. Matching Noah beat for beat, Zane pumped his body up and down with full punches, sliding his channel all along every inch of Noah’s cock, again and again, smothering Noah’s length in the snuggest, most scorching welcoming heat. Zane kissed Noah back with equal ferociousness. He fought his way past Noah’s lips to tangle their tongues and take deep, foraying licks over Noah’s teeth and the roof of his mouth. The mating was simplistic and akin to rutting in its lack of finesse, but Noah needed it like this, and he sensed Zane did too.

Noah released his death grip on Zane’s hips and moved up to lock his arms around the man’s waist. Holding Zane down and close to his lap for the full thrust of his cock, Noah bit and licked all over Zane’s face, overcome to mark more territory. He rocked up, forcing his penis into Zane’s ass to the root. When Zane clutched every glorious inch of Noah’s cock with his slick tunnel, Noah groaned, and his shaft jerked within the steaming hold of Zane’s ass. “You feel so amazing,” Noah confessed with passion. He shafted Zane’s ass with another fast, piercing drive. “I adore you.”

Zane held Noah’s head in place and pecked kiss after kiss to Noah’s lips. “I fantasized about you like this,” he uttered, and then transitioned into another rough noise as Noah filled his passage to the brim again. Zane rocked into the invasion, though, time and again, so he clearly loved receiving the fast, hard taking as much as Noah thrilled in giving it. “Way before we ever kissed, one night, I held onto the headboard with one hand.” Zane wrapped his fingers around the dark wood right then, adding a visual that fueled Noah’s fierce desires. “I kneeled over a bunch of pillows, and I closed my eyes, and I stuck my finger in my ass and pretended it was your cock.”

Holy fuck.
Noah couldn’t look away from the ethereal brightness in Zane’s passion-drugged stare. “Let me see.” Noah fell even deeper under this man’s loving, innocently erotic spell, and he did not want to be saved. With supreme will, Noah stopped slamming his hips upward, and he let his hands come to rest on Zane’s thighs. “Ride me right now like you did your finger that night.”

Zane homed in on Noah, and didn’t look away from his eyes. Grabbing the headboard with his other hand too, he locked on tight, and started an oh-so-fucking-slow rocking motion on Noah’s lap, and rhythmically worked himself off on Noah’s straining cock. His eyes dropped closed, and his features softened to the sweetest, dreamiest expression, making him appear as if he’d slipped to a faraway place. Yet always, Zane kept up the back and forth glide, a churn of his hips, and maintained a delicious, steady friction between the tight squeeze of his rectum and Noah’s sensitized cock. The gentle, easy slides to full penetration and then withdrawal made Noah’s toes curl, and the exquisite sensation wound the coil in his belly to ever tightening degrees.

So completely mesmerized, Noah didn’t notice at first when Zane slowly began increasing the pace of his ride. Then Zane gasped and opened his eyes, and the new sheen coating the blue showed a man inching dangerously close to the edge. “I rode my finger hard.” Zane drove his ass down on Noah’s cock, changing the speed in a way that sent Noah’s heated blood rushing into a tailspin. “I was so sure it was your cock deep inside me, knowing me in a way nobody else did.” Zane’s hands slipped off the headboard, but he didn’t slow down. He sank his fingertips into Noah’s shoulders instead, creating new bruises Noah would cherish, and pierced his ass down on Noah’s shaft with rough jabs. “I wanted you, Noah. I wanted to kiss you and touch you and be with you,” he licked Noah’s lips and nose and then plastered their foreheads together, still riding Noah’s dick hard, and breathlessly added, “even if I didn’t exactly know what to do.”

With a ragged groan, Noah buried his fingers in Zane’s hair and held him close for another scrape of their lips. “You’re a goddamn natural.” His balls tugged with the most dangerous tightening, and his heart slammed against his chest, out of control. “Don’t stop now.”

Zane nodded, the move brushing his mouth and nose against Noah’s. “I tried to stifle my moans that night, but oh God…” Zane panted short, sharp breaths, warming Noah’s lips, “Noah … Noah…” His channel put a fisting clamp on the entire length of Noah’s cock. “You were so completely in my head that I convinced myself you were inside my body…” Reaching behind himself, Zane rubbed his parted fingers along his stretched entrance, where Noah’s cock now truly did live in his ass, and the touch made them both tremble. His eyes unbearably wide, Zane gripped Noah’s shoulder with such strength he dented the skin, and he confessed, “From that very first time touching myself, I cried your name when I came.”