“Okay.”
Scotty’s hands found Nathan’s face and his thumbs swept over the angles of his cheekbones. “For the record, this is a terrible idea.”
“I know.”
“But you don’t care?” Scotty’s expression was soft but serious and Nathan almost stopped himself right then, because he could see the anticipation of heartbreak in Scotty’s eyes. He didn’t want to cause Scotty pain, but it was inevitable. They were going to crash and burn, and it seemed they were both determined to savor every second right up until the explosion at the end.
“I care, Scotty. Don’t ever think I don’t.”
“I don’t want to go for a walk anymore.” Scotty confessed, his erection pressed against Nathan.
“Neither do I.”
“What do you want to do then?”
Nathan skimmed his hands up Scott’s back. “Taste you.”
“You say the sweetest things.” Scotty batted his eyelashes, a playful gesture which seemed far too light for the heavy, meaningful tone in Scotty’s voice.
“You are the sweetest thing.”
Chapter Fourteen
Scotty
They managed to keep their hands to themselves until they crossed the threshold into Scotty’s room. Then the warm weight of Nathan pressed against Scotty’s back. Lips dragged across Scotty’s neck and a set of familiar hands rested on his hips. Shivers crawled up Scotty’s spine, and he angled his head to the side to give Nathan better access.
The words were on the tip of his tongue, but he bit them back and closed his eyes. He let himself fall into the sensation of Nathan’s breath on his skin.
“Turn around, Scotty. I want to see you.”
Nathan’s hands fell away and Scotty found the strength to turn, though his insides felt like pudding, and he wasn’t sure if his legs would continue to hold him up.
Nathan’s mouth slowly curved upward into a crooked smile, one that looked like absolute appreciation.
“Fuck, look at you.” Nathan said on an exhale. Under his scrutiny, Scotty started to feel self-conscious. He’d gone years not looking the way he wanted and now he did, he feared he wasn’t what Nathan wanted to see. Scotty closed his eyes again and Nathan’s lips ghosted across his own.
“Look at me,” Nathan pleaded, and Scotty opened his eyes. Nathan met his gaze. “Don’t look away.”
Every part of Scotty wanted to shake apart. Nathan’s hands skated down Scotty’s chest, his fingers brushing over the buttons of his shirt. His touch was feather-light and reverent as he undid the buttons on Scotty’s sleeveless blouse. He hadn’t even known what had prompted him to dress up that night. It was just dinner at Reggie’s, but he wanted to look good for Nathan.
Scotty’s blouse fluttered open and Nathan pushed it off his shoulders and let it fall to the floor.
“God, Scotty.”
It was all Nathan said before he was there, his body hot and quivering, pressing against Scotty’s. His hands pulled at Scotty’s hips and his mouth kissed the angle of Scotty’s collarbone. A wet tongue dipped into the hollow of Scotty’s throat and this felt like far more than a fling. More than a hookup. More than Scotty ever imagined letting himself have.
Nathan’s hands explored Scotty’s flesh. The ripples of his rib cage, the curve of his ass. He licked at Scotty’s nipple, his heavy breathing washing over the newly wet skin. Nathan’s fingers bit into Scotty’s ass.
Scotty’s chest had never felt so tight and then he watched Nathan sink to his knees. He leaned in and pressed his face against the obvious bulge in the front of Scotty’s skirt. His fingers dipped under the hemline and he pushed the skirt up, revealing pale white thighs and a pair of thin panties, stretched and damp from the tip of his leaking cock.
“Nathan.”
“Shh.” Nathan hiked his skirt up higher and pressed an open-mouthed kiss to Scotty’s lace covered cock. “Fuck you’re beautiful.”
Scotty inhaled a deep, shuddering breath as Nathan continued to tease his cock through his underwear. He had been serious when he said he didn’t bottom often, but the fleeting thought that he might like Nathan to do it entered his head. He could imagine Nathan on him, in him.
Nathan pushed the skirt up farther and hooked the hem of Scotty’s panties. He pulled them down far enough for Scotty’s erection to spring free. Nathan’s tongue swirled over the head. Scotty watched Nathan’s mouth open and his cock disappeared between Nathan’s lips.
“Fuck me. You don’t waste any time, do you?” Scotty laughed, but it was breathless, and his words were airy. He didn’t feel like he was on Earth anymore. This had to be a different dimension, or a dream. Nothing that felt as good as this could be real.
Despite being half dressed, his skirt hiked up, his panties yanked down, Scotty had never felt so naked before. Or so seen. Nathan made a million different emotions rush through him with a single look. He couldn’t get over the way Nathan looked at him, as if he were drinking him in and committing every detail to memory.
Nathan’s mouth descended on Scotty’s cock, taking every inch and Nathan only closed his eyes when his nose brushed against Scotty’s skin. Nathan’s hair was feathery soft between Scotty’s fingers. Nathan worked Scotty’s length with his throat. His fingers pulled the panties down farther and then Nathan’s hand was on Scotty’s balls. A finger brushed against Scotty’s taint and he bucked into Nathan’s mouth.
“Sorry. Shit. Fuck. That’s hot.”
Nathan pulled back and took a deep breath. “You like that?” He leaned in, ignoring Scotty’s throbbing cock, he kissed Scotty’s thigh. He nuzzled closer and Scotty twitched at the sensation of Nathan’s breath ghosting over his balls, then Nathan’s tongue caressed the tender flesh and Scotty thought he’d fall over.
“Nathan. Shit. You’re going to make me come.” A ball of lust had formed in his stomach and pleasure rippled through his body. His legs quaked and Nathan huffed a laugh against his skin. In a show of strength that shouldn’t have surprised Scotty, Nathan scooped Scotty up off the floor and tossed him onto the bed.
Scotty threw his head back and laughed but Nathan was already there, his lips kissing the arch of Scotty’s neck, his body pressing him down against the mattress. Nathan’s hips ground down against Scotty and heat climbed up Scotty’s throat. He grabbed Nathan’s head and pulled him into a kiss.
The frantic energy he felt started to morph turning his want into a desperate need. He clung to Nathan, hating himself for letting himself fall for Nathan all over again, but not regretting a single moment of the time they’d spent together. “Fuck me, Nathan. I want you in me.” Scotty mouthed the words against the shell of Nathan’s ear. Scotty felt Nathan’s tremble right through his bones, and it echoed in his heart.
The world stopped moving because Nathan did. Scotty thought his heart would hammer through his rib cage and erupt out of his skin. He was so terrified Nathan wouldn’t want to.
“Scotty,” Nathan started, and Scotty instantly felt stupid.
He tried to wriggle away from Nathan, but Nathan wouldn’t let him go.
“Forget it. You don’t have to.”
“I want to, Scotty.”
Scotty stopped and looked at Nathan, a little of his apprehension left and his muscles relaxed.
“I want to, but…” Nathan licked his lips. “If we do, you should know I don’t top often.”
Scotty didn’t realize he hadn’t said anything until Nathan’s brow furrowed. “Say something,” Nathan pleaded.
“Nathan,” Scotty took a breath, but it didn’t feel like he was getting enough oxygen to his brain. “This isn’t casual. Not for me.”
Nathan rewarded the admission with his lips, dancing over Scotty’s, his stubble scratching at Scotty’s skin. If Scotty thought Nathan’s presence had consumed him before, in that moment he felt devoured by it. His insistent hands grabbed at Scotty’s skin, yanked him closer, pinned him down. And Scotty laid there and was lost.
Their kiss stretched on as
if endless and Scotty knew he’d never been more turned on in his entire life. His skin sang with the need for Nathan’s touch and his cock throbbed until the friction of Nathan’s jeans against his tender flesh reminded him that Nathan was still wearing clothes.
“Strip. Hard to have sex in jeans.” Scotty panted. He ached to touch himself, but he feared it would be over too soon if he dared. “Let me see you.”
Nathan kissed Scotty one more time on the corner of the mouth then got off the bed. He propped himself up on his elbows to watch Nathan peel his shirt off. He bit his lip, his anticipation did somersaults in his stomach as Nathan popped the button on his jeans and shoved them down, stripping his bottom half in one frantic motion.
Scotty rolled onto his side and reached for the condoms and lube he’d been leaving on the nightstand and he tossed them Nathan’s way.
Nathan grabbed the lube and knelt on the bed. He popped the cap of the bottle open and squirted a generous amount on his fingers.
Scotty rolled onto his back again and spread his legs wide. “Are you going to be gentle?”
The corner of Nathan’s mouth quirked in amusement. “For a little while.”
Scotty grabbed his dick and squeezed the base. He didn’t want to shoot the minute Nathan touched him, but he was already riding the edge of his release. He took a deep breath and watched Nathan’s face as he reached for him.
Scotty arched his back at Nathan’s first gentle touch. It had been a long damned time since Scotty had let anyone inside him. And it wasn’t just about penetration. Without meaning to, he’d let Nathan into the deepest parts of himself. He felt safe with Nathan, cherished. And the way Nathan touched him, his fingers gently pressing against Scotty’s rim, then inside, the feeling of safety only amplified.
He’d didn’t bottom often but it had nothing to do with it being special to him and everything to do with how shameless it made him feel. How slutty. He’d bottomed for other men and he always felt self-conscious when he did, like his reactions were over the top compared to the men he’d fucked.
But when he whimpered and thrust his ass onto Nathan’s fingers, he felt no shame. Nathan didn’t look at him funny when Scotty planted his feet on the bed and tipped his head back. “Fuuuuck.”
Nathan’s other hand skimmed up Scotty’s leg. “You’re so hot. The way you move.” Nathan leaned down and sucked a bruise up on Scotty’s hip as he worked him open with his fingers.
Scotty squeezed his cock, desperate to come, but equally desperate not to. “Please,” Scotty wasn’t above begging and judging from the growl that came out of Nathan, he wasn’t above enjoying it.
“You like this?” The raw want in Nathan’s voice made Scotty’s balls tighten.
“Yes.” Scotty whined, unable to stop himself.
“You gonna beg for it?” Nathan’s touch vanished and Scotty writhed on the mattress.
“I need it. Need you. Don’t make me wait.” Scotty stroked his cock and locked gazes with Nathan.
Nathan rolled a condom down his shaft and shuffled closer to Scotty. “I might not last.”
“Doesn’t matter.” Scotty whined again, feeling petulant, like he was being denied his favorite toy.
Nathan chuckled and fisted his cock, lining it up with Scotty’s hole. “You’re so needy.” There was no animosity there. No disgust and Scotty wrapped his arms around Nathan and crushed their mouths together. He whimpered against Nathan as he slid inside, setting Scotty on fire inch by delicious inch.
Scotty thought maybe it was strange that he was so sensitive there, that being fucked like this always made him lose his mind a little. Then, Nathan thrust his cock all the way inside and Scotty felt like an entire universe of stars exploded inside his body. He clenched around Nathan’s cock, his breathing already ragged, and his moans became louder and more broken.
“God,” Nathan exhaled, their foreheads pressed together. His hands skated down Scotty’s sides, then slipped under him. Nathan gripped the top of Scotty’s shoulder. “You’re driving me crazy.”
Scotty opened his mouth to speak but Nathan rocked his hips, thrusting deeper and Scotty cried out instead.
“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.” Nathan stayed still but Scotty’s entire body quaked. “I can’t be gentle.”
Scotty wrapped his legs around Nathan’s waist and dug his heels into Nathan’s ass. Their mouths crashed together, and Nathan drew out, then slammed into Scotty and fucked him hard and fast. Scotty didn’t care how his breathy moans and whines sounded. He only cared that Nathan was inside him. There was no way Scotty would be able to pretend he wasn’t a million percent in love with Nathan after this.
Chapter Fifteen
Nathan
Scotty felt like a dream come true. Nathan’s hands bit into the top of Scotty’s shoulders and he thrust into him as hard as he could. Underneath him, Scotty moaned and bucked up into him. His fingernails bit into Nathan’s back. Scotty’s mouth sought Nathan’s and he kissed him as hard as he fucked him.
The sounds Scotty made, the way he moved, Nathan had never experienced anything like it. Scotty was far more responsive than anyone Nathan had ever been with. Even as Nathan kissed him, Scotty whimpered in his mouth. No matter how hard Nathan fucked him, Scotty urged him to fuck faster, harder. He telegraphed it in the way his fingers scrabbled at Nathan’s back and the way his heels dug into Nathan’s ass. He met every one of Nathan’s thrusts with passionate abandon.
The way Scotty moved, the way he felt, his channel tight and hot, Nathan couldn’t last.
He buried his face in the crook of Scotty’s neck and cried out as he came. He pulled Scotty into his thrusts, fucking him as hard as he could until his orgasm subsided.
He didn’t stop thrusting, though. Nathan was still rock hard as he sat up and wrapped his hand around Scotty’s cock. His other hand skimmed up Scotty’s chest and he marveled at the sight of his lover. His back arched tight like a bow string, his lips parted, panting. Scotty fisted the sheets and cried out as he came. Thick rivulets of cum coated Nathan’s fingers, but he kept going.
He wanted to see every facial expression Scotty could make. Scotty whimpered and spread his legs wide. He writhed and wriggled under Nathan’s ministrations.
“That’s so mean.”
Nathan slowed, but didn’t stop. He grinned at Scotty, then pulled his hand off Scotty’s cock. His own dick had softened a bit and he eased out. “I’ll be right back,” Nathan said and climbed off the bed.
It took him almost no time to return to Scotty after cleaning himself up. He brought a damp cloth with him. He carefully cleaned Scotty, totally aware of the way Scotty looked at him. Scotty plucked the cloth from Nathan’s hand and tossed it aside.
“Come here.” Scotty caught Nathan’s wrist and pulled him down to the bed.
Nathan let Scotty tug him into his arms. They laid side by side, facing each other. Scotty tangled their legs together. His fingers grazed the underside of Nathan’s chin and he drew him close. Nathan closed the last of the distance and tasted Scotty’s lips. Fingers slid across Nathan’s cheek and Scotty played with Nathan’s hair as they traded lazy kisses.
“That was… goddamn,” Nathan laughed. “So much for being articulate.”
Scotty’s lips brushed against Nathan’s. “So…”
Nathan ran his hand down Scotty’s arm until he found his hand. He entwined their fingers and brought Scotty’s hand to his mouth and kissed Scotty’s knuckles. “Yeah.”
Scotty’s laughter was soft. He tightened his grip on Nathan’s hand and closed his eyes. Nathan wished his phone was handy. He’d take a picture of this moment so he could remember the flush of Scotty’s skin and his serene expression.
“Penny for your thoughts.” Scotty’s voice broke the silence. Nathan watched him for a few moments, his thumb stroking idly over the back of Scotty’s hand.
“That was incredible.”
Scotty’s grinned and rolled his eyes. “You men, sex is all you think about.”
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nbsp; “It’s true. On both accounts.”
“It really was amazing.” Scotty agreed, suddenly serious. “What now?”
Nathan leaned in and kissed Scotty, he could practically taste the sorrow on his lips. “Now,” he said pulling away. “We figure it out together. Tonight meant something. You mean something.”
“We don’t have to figure it all out right now.” Scotty assured him. “You don’t have to upend your whole life for me tomorrow.” A small laugh bubbled out of Scotty. “I know nothing about your life right now.”
“There’s not much to tell.” Nathan rolled onto his back and Scotty made himself comfortable on Nathan’s chest. “I told you what I do. It’s okay money. I have a nice little one-bedroom apartment.”
“Do you have any pets?”
“My building doesn’t allow pets. I thought about getting a fish, but they’re boring. If I got a pet, I’d want a cat.”
“Not a dog?”
“Dogs are needy. Cats are low maintenance.”
“I’m needy and you like me.”
Nathan laughed and buried his nose in Scotty’s hair. He kissed the top of his head, then relaxed, setting his head back on the pillow. “You’re not needy.”
“You don’t know me at all.” Scotty laughed.
“Okay, that’s fair. But you’re not a dog.”
“Woof.”
Nathan laughed, and though the urge to roll Scotty onto is back clawed at him, he tamped it down. His need for Scotty bordered on obsessive and it toyed with insatiable.
“And… there’s no one waiting for you?” Scotty’s voice was sweetly tentative.
“No. Hasn’t been for a long time now. There was a guy when I first moved there, but it didn’t work. Mostly I was too busy working and when I wasn’t too busy working, I was with Christian.” Nathan kicked himself for not calling him lately. They’d traded a few texts back and forth, but Nathan had gotten so wrapped up in Scotty and the renovations he’d neglected everything else. “What about you?”
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