Now it looked as though he was only pretending.
Hudson wasn’t sure what to do with that information.
Knowing this was going to go the wrong direction if he didn’t get out of that cabin, Hudson used his bigger body to urge Teague back, closer to the mattress. Before he could force him down, Teague’s hand slid behind his neck and he jerked Hudson closer, their lips coming together.
He fought the urge for a moment, but his underlying desire for Teague took over, and as soon as Teague’s tongue was in his mouth, Hudson was kissing him back. Rather than let Teague control it, he took over, jerking Teague against him and holding him in place with one arm wrapped around him, and using his free hand to hold Teague’s jaw where he wanted him.
The kiss was brutal and incredible, but it didn’t take long for Hudson to remember that Teague was intoxicated, and if they were lucky, he wouldn’t remember this in the morning. He finally managed to pull back, and when he did, he forced Teague onto the bed, thrusting his hand through his hair as he turned toward the door.
“Where’re you goin’?” Teague called out.
Hudson could do nothing more than shake his head as he got out of there as fast as he fucking could. Too bad he wasn’t intoxicated, too, because there was no way in hell he was going to forget that kiss.
Not for a long fucking time.
Twenty-Five
Friday, June 3rd
Cruise, day six
Dare woke before the sun was completely up. Seemed his little head had been doing wicked things while his big head had been attempting to recuperate. Looked like his little head was far more determined.
He reached down and absently rubbed his cock, realizing what the attraction was. He was still in Noah’s bed. Seemed his dick was like a lightning rod. And the man beside him was the electricity.
“Morning.” The roughness of Noah’s voice had him lifting his eyes.
Dare opened his eyes to find that Noah was lying on his side, facing him, which put them eye to eye. Smiling, Dare met Noah’s sleepy gaze. “I didn’t know you were awake.”
“Something kept stabbing me in the ass. Made it nearly impossible to sleep.”
Dare rolled onto his back, his riotous cock tenting his boxers and the sheet. “Sorry.”
“Don’t be sorry.” Noah’s hand slid to Dare’s thigh, making him suck in a breath. Because the bed was so small, Noah moved closer.
He turned his head and met Noah’s gaze. “I hope you know what you’re doing.” The words were a raspy whisper, but he attempted to inject a warning in there.
“I’ve had a little practice,” Noah answered, laughing.
That wasn’t what Dare meant, but he suspected Noah knew that.
He continued to watch Noah’s face as the warm hand on his leg hesitantly moved higher, sliding beneath his boxers, grazing his balls lightly before warm fingers wrapped around his dick.
“Fuck.” He closed his eyes when Noah began stroking him. There was no urgency in the movement, a simple, leisurely stroke up and down, up and down. “Noah…”
“Say my name again.” Noah’s words were said softly against his ear as Noah shifted closer, his thigh resting over Dare’s. “I love hearing you say my name.”
“Noah…” He would say it a million times if Noah would just keep doing that.
“Move the sheet.”
Dare pushed the sheet down as he was instructed.
“Take the boxers off.”
He didn’t hesitate then, either. While he worked them down his hips, then kicked them somewhere across the room, his attention was riveted on the hand curled around his throbbing cock. Noah’s thumb grazed the swollen head, swiping the bead of pre-come that had formed.
Noah kissed Dare’s shoulder as he jacked Dare’s dick gently, steadily. It wasn’t enough, but at the same time, Dare feared it was too much.
“I want to take you in my mouth,” Noah whispered.
Dare groaned, still watching the erotic movement of Noah’s hand.
“I want to wrap my lips right here”—Noah circled his fingers just beneath the head—“and suck you into my mouth.”
He wasn’t sure he was going to last that long.
Noah’s hand trailed lower, cupping his balls. Dare spread his legs, hooking one foot on the edge of the mattress, the other sliding between Noah’s legs so he could lift his hips, silently urging Noah lower. He wasn’t disappointed when Noah grazed his taint, then continued lower until he rimmed his asshole with his fingertip.
Oh, hell.
“Then I want to put my tongue here.” Noah pressed against his sphincter, making him moan.
Dare was going to lose it.
“I want to drive you crazy, make you beg me to fuck you.”
Oh, he would beg, all right. Shit, he might start begging now. He bit his lip to keep from doing so.
Noah’s hand circled his dick once more.
“Mouth…” Dare barely whispered the word.
“What was that?” Noah kissed his shoulder again.
“Put your mouth on me. Please… Fuck... Noah… Please put your mouth on me.” Yep, definitely begging.
Noah repositioned himself, trailing his lips down Dare’s stomach as he knelt between Dare’s thighs. Never once did Dare look away, awed by the sight of the gorgeous naked man between his legs. So beautiful, so perfect.
When Noah’s mouth grazed the underside of his cock, Dare reached for him, cupping the back of his head firmly but gently. He wasn’t guiding Noah; he didn’t need to. He simply needed the connection. Twining his fingers in Noah’s dark hair, he watched when Noah’s tongue glided up the length of him, circled the head before he opened his mouth, and took Dare’s dick inside.
“Oh … fucking … fuck.” His brain was obliterated by pleasure, sparks shot straight down his spine, the hair on his arms stood on end as the most incredible feeling overwhelmed him. “Noah… God, yes … suck me. Oh…”
Dare’s back bowed, his abs contracted as he attempted to thrust into Noah’s mouth. Noah was having none of that, though, controlling Dare’s pleasure in a way no other man ever could. That had always been one thing he loved about Noah. They were so much alike in the sense that they were both switches, both controlling, yet they both needed to be dominated at times. It was Dare’s turn to be the submissive one now.
Dare closed his eyes, growling as the warm suction drove him wild.
Noah’s mouth disappeared momentarily. “Open your eyes. Watch me, Dare. Watch every thing I do to you.”
He popped open one eye, then the other. He wasn’t sure he could watch without blowing his load, but he was going to make a concerted effort.
When Noah had woken up a short time ago, he hadn’t anticipated this happening. But now that it was, he wasn’t sure he’d be able to stop until he got his fill of Dare. And that likely wouldn’t be today.
This was just the beginning.
He loved the way Dare groaned when Noah wrapped his lips around the swollen head of his cock and sucked him. Dare’s dick was thick and long, which made the task of taking all of him in his mouth nearly impossible, but he enjoyed trying. Noah loved the way Dare held his head but never attempted to control him. He loved the way Dare’s eyes dilated as he watched what Noah was doing to him.
Hell, he loved everything about this moment.
Noah wanted to spend the rest of the day driving this man wild, because he was just so fucking beautiful when he came undone.
“Noah… Please…”
He freed Dare’s dick from his mouth, then took him in hand as he sat back on his haunches, stroking him slowly. “Please what?”
“Please… Anything… Everything… Fuck.”
Dare’s hips were thrusting upward, driving his dick into Noah’s hand. His nipples were hard, the piercings catching the light and drawing Noah’s attention.
If Dare was anything like he’d been before, he wouldn’t want to come too quickly, which was why Noah released his cock with one
last stroke, then crawled up Dare’s body, stopping to tease his piercings with his teeth. Dare’s hand returned to his hair, holding his head as he ground their lower bodies together. The fingers twined in his hair tightened, sending shards of pleasure-pain straight to his cock.
“Want you in my mouth…”
Who was Noah to argue with that? He worked his way up until he was straddling Dare’s chest, feeding his cock into his mouth while he reached down and brushed Dare’s hair back off his forehead. In this position, Noah got to control the pace and that was the best thing for now. If he let Dare loose, there was no way Noah would last.
Placing one hand on the wall, Noah lifted up so that he could press his hips forward, driving his dick into Dare’s luscious mouth, slowly, inch by inch. “Love fucking your mouth… So damn good. That’s it, Dare… Suck me.”
Dare was by far the most attentive lover Noah had ever known. Even at nineteen, Dare hadn’t been a one-inning player, he’d been ready to play through. He was never satisfied with simply fucking, either. It was all about the foreplay. Any other time, that would’ve been fantastic, except Noah was ready to blow, and the soft, warm friction of Dare’s mouth was pushing him closer and closer to the edge.
Noah gripped Dare’s jaw and pulled his dick from between his lips. “Not ready to come.”
“Good, ’cause I’m not finished with you yet.”
That made two of them.
In true Dare fashion, Noah found himself flipped backward, landing on the bed with a thud as Dare came down over him. The guy was far more agile than he appeared. And stronger, given the fact that Noah probably outweighed him by a good twenty pounds.
Noah stared up at him, waiting to see what Dare would do next. When Dare’s solid body came to rest on his, Noah wrapped his arms around him.
He realized Dare was staring at his mouth, so Noah made his move, pulling Dare closer and rising to meet his lips. He pushed his tongue into Dare’s mouth, but that lasted all of three seconds before Dare pulled back.
“No fair.”
Noah frowned, confused.
“You got to brush your teeth this morning.”
That made him laugh. Leave it to Dare to bring that up now.
“And?”
Dare was still for a moment, staring down at him, but rather than kiss him again, the man hopped off the bed and strutted over to the bathroom while Noah tilted his head back and watched him upside down.
He sighed as he resigned himself to waiting.
The door closed. The toilet flushed. The water came on in the sink, and a minute later, it went off.
Noah tilted his head back again and watched as Dare returned, only this time he went to his suitcase.
“By the way, pissing with a hard-on isn’t all that easy.”
Noah chuckled. It did make aiming rather difficult.
“What are you doing?” Knowing Dare, the guy was going to take a shower, too.
He watched as Dare rummaged around in his suitcase, searching by feel only. When he stood back up, he had produced condoms and a small tube of lubricant.
Noah wasn’t sure how he felt about that. Dare had packed that stuff for this trip, which meant he’d obviously been prepared for…
“I haven’t had sex in nearly a year. Well…” Dare glanced at the condom, then back to Noah. “My hand doesn’t count.”
Noah’s eyes widened at Dare’s admission. “A year?”
Dare nodded. “Doesn’t mean I’m not prepared for anything.”
Knowing Dare hadn’t been with anyone in a year… Noah wasn’t even sure what to think about that.
Twenty-Six
Dare wasn’t sure why he’d admitted that to Noah. It wasn’t like he’d asked or anything. But the way Noah had been looking at him when he’d produced the condoms had made him want to explain. He was always prepared because one never knew what might happen.
And to think, he wasn’t even a Boy Scout and he knew that rule.
But he honestly hadn’t expected to use them.
Thankfully, Noah hadn’t moved from where he was, so after tossing the condoms and the lube onto the mattress beside him, Dare returned to his previous position, directly over Noah. Now that he had minty fresh breath (hey, a guy had to pay attention to the important things), he could get back to what he’d been doing.
Noah.
As he crawled over the sexy, naked guy on the bed, he smiled. “I see someone was waiting for me.” He reached down and stroked Noah’s cock, fisting it slowly.
In turn, Noah tweaked Dare’s nipple piercings, making him hiss.
“That hurt?”
“Only in a very, very good way.”
“Good to know.”
“Now where were we?” Dare leaned down and brushed his lips over Noah’s once more.
Within seconds, their brief interruption was completely forgotten, and Dare was once again lost in Noah’s kiss. The way his mouth moved against his, his tongue skillfully controlling Dare’s… Yeah, he could get used to this.
Although he enjoyed the foreplay, there was only so much he could take before the chance of him blowing before he was ready became a real possibility. He was closing in on that moment now. Just from Noah’s kiss.
Dare wanted … no, he needed to feel Noah inside him, and he didn’t want to wait any longer.
Blindly searching the bed beside them, Dare located one of the condoms without ever breaking the kiss. It wasn’t easy, but he managed to open it and roll it over Noah’s thick cock, then lubed him up, still hovering over him.
Using his own legs to force Noah’s legs down, Dare straddled his hips, their mouths still fused, feasting on one another as the cabin warmed from the heat generating between them.
“Inside me, Noah. Need to feel you … inside me.”
Noah reached around him and worked his cock against Dare’s ass. He probably could’ve used more lube, but he didn’t want to stop to get it.
“You sure about this?” Noah’s mouth traveled over his jaw, his teeth nipping, while Dare forced his hips down, taking Noah inside.
“God, yes.” The pain was intense, his body requiring a few seconds to acclimate to the intrusion. The muscles stretched and burned as Noah’s cock worked him open.
Noah’s hands gripped his hips and stilled him when he attempted to take him deeper.
“Slow,” Noah whispered. “Not in a hurry.”
Maybe Noah wasn’t, but Dare was. He was eager to feel him all the way inside him. If it were up to Dare, Noah would be pounding him by now, except that clearly wasn’t on Noah’s agenda, which meant Dare had to adjust to Noah’s pace.
Not an easy task, that was for sure.
“Ride me,” Noah instructed softly.
Dare managed to lift his upper body, planting his hands on each side of Noah’s head as he rocked forward and back. Noah still controlled the pace with his hands on Dare’s hips, but this was better. Easier.
So fucking good.
It was difficult to look at Noah; so many emotions swamped him. He’d never thought in a million years that they would see each other again, much less be making love again.
There was a pang in his chest that stole his breath. This wasn’t making love. This was fucking. It couldn’t be love, because Dare had no intention of going back there again. No matter what he was willing to risk, no matter how much he wanted Noah, how desperate he was for more of this, he refused to fall in love with him again.
Sex. Sure. The rest… Nope, not happening.
But he didn’t need to worry about that now because this was what he wanted.
“Beautiful,” Noah breathed roughly, pulling Dare back to the present.
Dare lifted his gaze to meet Noah’s eyes, watching him while Noah fucked him slow and easy. It was a sensual thrust and retreat that felt so fucking good Dare never wanted it to end. When Noah reached between them and stroked Dare’s cock, he sucked in air, holding it in his chest as pleasure slammed into him.
“Need m
ore…” Dare leaned down and brushed his lips against Noah’s. “Fuck me harder, Noah. Harder.”
“On your back,” Noah insisted.
Dare thrust back again, then smiled. Didn’t need to tell him twice.
Noah wasn’t sure why he hadn’t thought to push the beds together while Dare had been in the bathroom. It would’ve made this a hell of a lot easier.
Despite how small the bed was, Noah managed to get Dare on his back, then guided his cock right back into Dare’s tight ass before practically folding Dare in half. Dare had asked for harder, and Noah couldn’t hold back any longer.
It might not have been a year since Noah had last had sex, but it had been pretty damn close. It’d been even longer since he’d felt something as incredible as this. He knew it had more to do with the connection he had with Dare than anything else, but still. This was fucking heaven.
While he pressed his hands against the backs of Dare’s thighs, Noah began fucking him. Slowly at first, then faster, harder, deeper. He watched as his cock penetrated Dare over and over, the sensations so intense his mind went blank for a little while as he took his pleasure from Dare’s body. He could hear Dare’s moans and his pleas for harder and faster. Noah even managed to give Dare what he asked for, but he was so lost in the moment it was a wonder he held on for as long as he did.
His balls drew up close to his body. The electrical current started in his fingertips and shot all the way down to his toes without warning. “Gonna … come.”
“Come for me, Noah,” Dare growled.
That sexy rumble and the way Dare’s ass hugged his dick sent him over the edge. He fought for air as his dick erupted, pulsing inside Dare’s body.
It took a minute to catch his breath, and when he finally managed, he realized Dare was holding him, his big, warm hands caressing Noah’s back. He felt safe like this. As though nothing else in the world mattered.
Dare’s hand slid down to Noah’s ass and he squeezed. “My turn.”
Noah chuckled, getting to his feet and tossing the spent condom in the bathroom trash before returning to find Dare suited up already.
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