Dare’s hands traveled over his back, his fingers digging into the muscle as he held him. Noah could hardly focus with Dare’s teeth nipping at his shoulder, the pinpricks of pain exquisite.
As much as his cock desired attention, Noah didn’t want this to end. He never wanted to stop touching this man … feeling him. For the first time in fifteen years, his heart felt full, all the cracks mended, all the pieces put back together.
And he knew, in this moment, that this was it for him. Dare was it for him. No matter the obstacles they might encounter, there was no way Noah could ever let him go.
Thirty-Seven
Dare wasn’t sure what he was feeling, but he was overwhelmed by everything. The feel of Noah’s lips on his, Noah’s hands gliding over his body, the warmth of his skin … it was driving him mad. He needed more… He needed something.
“Fuck… Noah… Please.”
“Please what?” Noah asked, pressing his forehead to Dare’s. “Tell me what you need.”
“You. I need you.”
“I’m right here. You’ve got me. All of me.”
He hoped like hell that meant they were through with the questions, because he wasn’t sure how much longer he would last. He would gladly tell Noah anything he wanted to know … after. Dare reached between them, working the button on Noah’s jeans free. He needed to feel all of him. There were too many clothes in the way. Too much still separating them.
Noah obviously took the hint, because he was up off the bed, removing the rest of his clothes while Dare shoved his boxers down his legs and kicked them off.
When Noah returned, Dare wrapped his arms around him, pulling him against him. Chest to chest, thigh to thigh, shin to shin. He made sure he could touch every inch of Noah with his body while their mouths melded together, their tongues exploring, owning, claiming. The kiss was intense, reflecting the adrenaline now pumping through Dare’s veins. He’d never been this turned on before, never needed to feel someone as much as he needed Noah. It was as though the man could anchor him, and he needed that because the storm raging inside him was quickly getting out of control.
The electricity crackled between them. The tension growing, making it hard to breathe, much less think. A nearly debilitating sense of urgency consumed him.
“Want…” Dare kissed Noah’s mouth, holding his head roughly. “Need…” He couldn’t bring himself to break away although he wanted to get the words out. “Need you, Noah. Need you now.”
Noah lifted so that he was holding himself up with his arms, staring down at Dare. While he was suspended above him, Dare tried to catch his breath. The beautiful man hovering over him offered too much temptation.
“I want to take this slow.” Noah lowered himself back down on top of Dare. “I want to tease you until you can’t take anymore.”
Dare was almost to that point already and they hadn’t done anything yet. This was so much more than physical, though. The emotional intensity was searing him from the inside out.
Noah’s lips traveled over Dare’s chest, pausing to tease his nipples again. He kept his eyes open, his attention on everything Noah was doing to him. He loved watching him. He was so fucking beautiful, so damn perfect…
“Aww, yes,” Dare hissed, his hand reaching for Noah’s head as he guided him lower until the heat of Noah’s mouth was surrounding his cockhead. “Lick me.”
He felt like a caged animal, trying to hold back, trying to keep within his emotional restraints, but it wasn’t working. He figured this was how Bruce Banner felt when he turned into the Hulk. Without the whole giant green part.
His body temperature soared as Noah held his cock in his fist, using his tongue to torture him so exquisitely. It wasn’t until Noah’s eyes locked with Dare’s that he took him fully into his mouth, robbing Dare of the rest of his sanity.
Sitting up, he held Noah’s head, guiding his mouth down, forcing him to take all of him. He ran his hands over Noah’s back, clutching at him, needing that touch to keep him whole.
“Fuck… Love when you suck my dick.” Dare lifted Noah’s head by his hair, then guided him back down. He continued the motion while he reached around Noah and gripped his dick, stroking him at the same pace Noah was blowing him. “Oh … yeah.”
Somehow Dare managed to get up on his knees, holding Noah’s head as he continued to fuck his mouth, driving his cock in deeper. Noah shifted so that he was turned sideways, giving Dare better access to his cock.
“Take all of me…” Dare forced his cock to the back of Noah’s throat until he gagged. He then pulled Noah off him, tugging his hair until Dare could crush his lips to Noah’s. While he feasted on Noah’s mouth, Dare repositioned so that he was on top once again. He wasn’t ready for this to be over, but he couldn’t relinquish control right now. He needed this and he could tell that Noah knew that.
Straddling Noah’s chest, he fed his cock into his mouth once more, thrusting his hips forward and back, fucking past those sweet lips. He continued to use Noah’s mouth for long minutes, watching as his dick tunneled in and out, in and out.
Using his thigh muscles to lift him, Dare knelt beside Noah’s head, freeing his cock from the warm cavern of Noah’s mouth to fist it himself while he dragged his balls over Noah’s lips.
“Lick.” Dare stroked himself while Noah’s head disappeared between his legs, his lips closing around his nuts, warm and wet and so fucking good. “Oh, yes.”
He worked his way around so that he was aligned with Noah’s body. Shifting over him, Dare pressed his full weight against Noah, pushing him into the mattress as he ground his cock against Noah’s.
“Want to fuck you.”
Noah nodded. “Want that, too.”
“Bare,” Dare added, kissing Noah’s mouth. “Want to feel you.” He could hardly breathe for wanting it so badly. “Never been with anyone bare… No one except you.”
“Yes.” Noah lifted his legs at the same time he grabbed Dare’s ass and pulled him forward. “Bare. Want … you.”
Dare sucked Noah’s tongue into his mouth, trying to calm himself enough that he wouldn’t shoot as soon as he felt the tight heat of Noah’s ass strangling his dick. Releasing Noah’s mouth, Dare sat up, planting his palms on the backs of Noah’s thighs to open him. Dare pushed him higher as he scooted down, using his tongue to lube Noah’s ass. Using his saliva, he slicked Noah as best he could. He knew it wouldn’t be the same as lube, but he couldn’t seem to stop long enough to get it.
“Inside me,” Noah groaned.
Dare spit in his hand and lubed his cock more as he guided himself into Noah’s ass, once again claiming his mouth as he worked inside him inch by slow inch.
Noah groaned.
“Too dry?”
“No… Don’t care…” Noah grabbed Dare’s head and pulled his mouth down to his while Dare impaled him, working in deeper.
Lube would’ve helped, but this felt … different.
Noah groaned into his mouth. Buried inside him, Dare thrust his hips against Noah’s ass, not retreating, simply adding friction as he fucked him deep. “Wanna come in your ass and fuck you again and again.”
Noah moaned, his arms wrapped around Dare as he held him close. Focusing only on the pleasure, Dare continued to penetrate Noah over and over, fucking into him until he knew he was going to come. He couldn’t hold back, but that didn’t matter. It wouldn’t be the first time he would come tonight; of that he was certain.
“Gonna come in your ass,” he warned Noah.
“Come for me, baby.”
The endearment did him in. Dare pumped his hips over and over until he was coming, filling Noah’s ass, lubing him enough that he could fuck him harder. He couldn’t stop. Didn’t want to.
He only hoped Noah would catch him when he fell, because there was no doubt about it, he was going to fall and it was going to be life-altering.
Noah felt Dare come in his ass, the pulse of his cock as he buried himself deep. He never let Dare go, never stopped
holding him, kissing him, mumbling whatever words tumbled out of his mouth.
“Don’t stop,” he pleaded. “Fuck me harder, Dare. Harder, baby.”
Dare lifted his upper body, grabbing Noah’s legs and forcing them toward his chest. The position bordered on painful, but he didn’t care. The friction in his ass, the way Dare’s thick cock brushed his gland made him whimper. He didn’t want to come yet, fearful that he couldn’t match Dare’s stamina, so he urged Dare to continue until they were both covered in sweat and panting.
When Dare fell on top of him, his cock still hard inside him, Noah took his mouth again, slowing the kiss, bringing things down a notch. He had felt Dare’s eagerness, knew he’d needed to be in control, likely unsure of the emotions churning inside him. Noah was okay with that; he would do anything for this man.
Anything.
As they kissed, Dare’s dick softened until he was pulling out of him.
In order to give Dare a second to come down from the high, Noah slipped into the bathroom, cleaning himself quickly before returning to the bed. He remembered seeing lube on the kitchen table, so he retrieved it before crawling back over Dare once more. While Dare continued to breathe deeply, still worked up from that intense moment, Noah lubed himself up and rubbed against Dare’s puckered hole.
“You ready for me?”
“More than ready.”
Noah wasn’t sure he was ready. The last time he’d had sex without a condom had been with Dare. Fifteen years ago. In fact, Dare was the only person he’d gone bare for ever. The only one he’d ever loved enough to go bare for. Which meant Dare would be his first and last … always.
Pushing the head past the tight ring of muscles, Noah watched closely as Dare’s ass gripped him.
“Oh, fuck…”
Noah glanced up at Dare’s face. “Am I hurting you?”
Dare shook his head and gripped Noah’s thighs. “Need to feel you all the way.”
Noah pushed in more, taking his time, pressing his hips forward until he was balls deep. He leaned down and brushed his lips against Dare’s. “Perfect… That’s how this feels. So damn perfect.”
Dare cupped the back of his head, kissing him softly as Noah pulled his hips back, then pushed in again. He kept the pace languid, not wanting to rush this. He continued to screw Dare deep, shifting their positions so that Dare was on his side, Noah spooning him from behind, allowing him to hit that spot that made Dare moan. Minutes passed as he continued to torment them both until finally Dare was on his stomach with Noah behind him. His pace quickened as he thrust his hips forward, then retreated.
“Harder,” Dare growled, his face against the mattress.
Noah slammed into him once, retreated, slammed into him again. He picked up a rhythm that made his eyes cross, fucking Dare harder and deeper with every stroke. When Dare reached back with one hand and gripped Noah’s thigh, he leaned forward, pressing his chest to Dare’s back.
“I love you,” he whispered in Dare’s ear as he continued to pump his hips against Dare’s ass.
“Love … you … too…” Dare moaned long and slow. “Need … more.”
Noah gave him more. He gave him everything he had.
Unsure how much time had passed, Noah got lost in the sensation of being inside Dare, covering his body, having him so close. Before he knew it, the electrical current shot from his spine to his groin, and he groaned, his release barreling down on him.
“Coming,” he said on a harsh whisper against Dare’s ear. “Fuck… So good.”
“Yes,” Dare hissed. “Come for me, Noah. I’ve got you.”
Dare’s ass clenched around his dick, making Noah groan as he shot deep inside him. It was so much more than a fuck, though. This… What had transpired between them just now was a claiming. Dare belonged to him and he belonged to Dare. Nothing and no one could ever come between them again.
Thirty-Eight
Wednesday, June 15th
By the time morning arrived, Dare was sore all over. After the first time last night, he’d taken Noah in every conceivable way possible. Not that he wouldn’t be thinking of some new ways in the near future. He most definitely would.
Before he opened his eyes, he curled up against the warm body practically wrapped around him. He did not want to get out of bed, but he had to. He had to get to the marina.
“Your phone alarm went off,” Noah whispered against his ear before pressing a kiss to his temple. “I was going to give you a couple of minutes, then wake you.”
“It’s set to go off early. I tend to oversleep.”
“That much hasn’t changed.” Noah chuckled softly. “Neither has the fact you tend not to unpack.”
Dare peered over at the suitcase he’d brought back from the cruise more than a week ago. He had yet to unpack it. Not like he would be wearing jeans or polos, so probably didn’t matter anyway.
Rolling over, Dare hugged Noah to him, a tiny bit of anxiety flaring up inside his chest. When they had finally given up and gone to sleep, Dare hadn’t been sure how the morning would go. Last night, he’d been swamped by emotion, spewing words in the heat of the moment. Sure, he’d meant them, but that didn’t mean Noah had meant the words he’d spoken.
“You have to work today?” Dare asked, practically wrapping himself around Noah.
“At the station, no. Next shift is tomorrow. I worked a double last weekend to adjust my days.”
“Twenty-four on, forty-eight off.” Dare repeated what Noah had told him before.
“Yep. Then I’ve got a roofing job scheduled the day after.” Noah kissed his nose. “What about you? What days do you work?”
“All of them.” He smiled when Noah’s eyes widened. “Because I want to. There are four of us. It’s not necessary, so I can take off when I need to.”
“Sounds like we’re both spending too much time working.” Noah smiled, but it didn’t quite reach his eyes.
“So when do I get to see you again?” That was the real question he was trying to get at. And yes, it did sound like their schedules would collide more often than not, but Dare was willing to do what was necessary to spend more time with this man.
“Well, you’ve got me for the day. Thought maybe I’d hang at the marina, watch you work.” Noah pulled back and looked Dare in the eyes. “If that’s okay with you.”
Cupping Noah’s cheek, Dare smiled. “I’d love that. But don’t think I’m not gonna put you to work.”
Noah’s eyes softened, but before he could lean in for a kiss, Dare untangled himself and bounced out of bed.
“I plan to kiss the fuck outta you,” he told Noah as he headed toward the bathroom, “but I get to brush my teeth first.”
Noah chuckled. “I beat you to it already.”
Dare stuck his head back into the room, toothbrush dangling from his mouth. “I know. I smelled your minty fresh breath.” Tossing a quick smile at Noah, he then stepped back into the bathroom and proceeded to brush his teeth.
When he returned, he was disappointed to find Noah had gotten up and pulled on his underwear. Probably for the best, though. Dare could’ve easily spent another half hour or so driving them both crazy with lust, but then he would be late for work. Since he’d slipped out a little early last night, he didn’t want to be late.
Not that Cam, Roan, or Teague would care. That was one of the benefits of the four of them owning the place. There was always someone who could fill in. And they were lucky because they each had a strong work ethic, wanting to be at the marina whenever possible.
Walking up behind Noah, Dare wrapped his arms around his stomach, pulling him back against him. Although he had learned his lesson before, Dare had a couple of things on his mind that he needed to share with Noah. Since he refused to live in the past, he wasn’t worried they’d have a repeat, and he refused not to speak his mind.
“Thanks for not leaving last night.”
Noah turned in the circle of Dare’s arms. “Thanks for coming after me.”
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br /> “I had to. I couldn’t let you go. The past week has been hell.”
Dare noticed the way Noah swallowed hard, his eyes roaming Dare’s face. “We need to talk about where this is going.”
Yes, they did. But Dare knew right this second wasn’t the right time for that. “We will.” Loosening his hold, he put a little more space between them. “But right now, I’ve got to get to work. If you’re really nice, I’ll even stop and get you breakfast.”
“How chivalrous of you.” Noah moved closer, his hands cradling Dare’s face. “What do you consider really nice?”
Dare didn’t get the chance to respond because Noah inhaled him, their mouths melding together, tongues dancing. It was sweet and sexy at the same time.
But he feared if he didn’t press pause, neither of them would make it anywhere, because he was about ten seconds away from his dick making nice with Noah’s prostate one more time.
Somehow, he and Dare managed to get out of the apartment and over to the marina without getting naked again, but it had been close there for a minute.
Now, Noah was getting schooled in how to get the equipment set up for the day. Not that he was learning much, but that was mostly due to the fact that he was spending all of his time ogling Dare. The man was… There weren’t words for how utterly fuckable the guy was. And when he was working, he was even hotter. Not only was Dare’s body a work of art, but the way he laughed and smiled, talking to everyone he came into contact with as though he’d known them his whole life…
Yes, it was safe to say, Noah was a little jealous.
Jealous that Dare had established such strong friendships over the years, and was doing something he loved to do. More so, Noah was jealous that he hadn’t been a part of that, jealous that nothing Dare had established for himself was because of Noah.
Granted, it didn’t bother him that Dare was happy. He simply wanted to be a part of it.
“Come on, slacker!” Dare hollered from one of the Jet Skis. “Get your ass in gear so we can check these out.”
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