Wylde (22 page)

B
EMUSED
, Kell sat on the bed and watched as Noah untied his boots and removed them, followed by unrolling his socks. Noah took his time, holding Kell’s gaze, the moment simmering between them. Anticipation, mature awareness. They weren’t kids, either of them. It made Kell want Noah all the more because he respected
him.
Next, Noah removed Kell’s partially unbuttoned plaid shirt, his
eyes skimming shyly over the muscle on Kell’s chest and
shoulders—making Kell feel damn glad he spent so much time
groaning while lifting weights or huffing through sit-ups. Finally, Noah reached for Kell’s belt buckle, fingering the
distinctive silver piece. “I am fond of this belt buckle.”
Kell chuckled. “You’ve wanted to do that since I met you.” “In your dreams,” Noah said, rolling his eyes at Kell’s
preening. “I finally figured out that it’s a man and his spirit animal.” Kell smirked. “Alec told you he bought it for me one
Christmas.”
“Yes.” Noah looked at Kell. “It’s nice, you two being such
good friends.”
“I never thought of him any other way, especially since he’s so
fixed on Jade,” Kell said, wanting to stamp out any insecurity Noah
might have.
“I guessed that already, but it’s nice to hear it, Kell. Thank
you,” Noah said softly.
He soon had Kell’s jeans off and then his underwear peeled
down, revealing the unsubtle erection that prodded the air between
them.
“Do you like what you see?” Kell asked, wanting to hear it—
okay, maybe wanting a touch of reassurance himself.
“I didn’t want to like you at all, but I do,” Noah confessed,
lifting up on his toes to kiss Kell, cupping his cheek.
Kell felt a sudden misgiving shift under his breastbone. “I have
to go into the woods to continue my investigation soon, Noah,” he
whispered. “I have no idea what is going on, but I have to make my
town safe somehow. I have to make you and Josh safe.” Noah frowned. “Can’t you get someone else to do it?” Kell shook his head, sighing. “I did make a couple of calls, but
at best, I’d be looking at help a month from now. Plus it turns out
the land surrounding Sullivan’s Mountain is a reserve, which further
complicates things.”
“But you’re still planning on investigating.”
“I don’t want to,” Kell admitted ruefully. “I know you don’t
like it.”
“Because I care about you. I don’t want my safety at the price
of losing you.”
“Hey!” Kell leaned his forehead against Noah’s. Tenderness.
He guessed he was getting better at showing it.
Noah opened his mouth to argue further, and Kell kissed him,
pulling the other man down on his lap. He nuzzled Noah’s neck,
liking the smell of the pool still there, probably from the laps Noah
did every night. He had that slim swimmer’s build that Kell found so
hot. “I want you to know this was supposed to be a quick bang, only
it’s not.”
“You romantic!” Noah wrapped his arms around Kell, as if
getting caught up in the spirit of their moment. Kell didn’t think he
was finished arguing with him, but right now…. “I wish you
wouldn’t go out there again.”
“Nothing will happen, baby. I promise I’ll come back to you;
hey, it’s a small town with very little going on most of the time,
other than Moss acting up in the road house.” Kell kissed Noah
again, lifting his T-shirt from his body, and, while Noah’s arms were
still raised, running a finger down his arm through the tuft of dull
blond hair there. Noah shivered.
“I never imagined,” he mused.
“Oh, yeah,” Kell agreed.

A
T LAST
the men curled on the guest bed, Noah lying on top of Kell, eyes tightly closed as Kell stroked his back. “I’m pretty nervous.”

“Well, you haven’t had wildly good experiences with gay sex.”
“So what do we do about it?”

Kell warmed at the “we,” playing with Noah’s fingers. He was enjoying the anticipation, like lightning jumping just under the skin. “I thought we’d try some old-fashioned sixty-nine.”

“I haven’t sucked anyone off before,” Noah admitted. “For a while after my mistake with Adam, I wouldn’t even look at pictures I used to find arousing on web sites.”

“You don’t have to now. You can just give me a hand job, you know, if you want. Are you willing to experiment?”
Pupils dilated so only a thin rim of gray surrounded them, Noah nodded. But Noah laughed when they shifted around on the bed to face the sex of their partner, as if catching that there was something playful about it, just moving into position.
I am going to suck you off. You are going to suck me off. This is so not serious.
Kell didn’t move for the goodies first. Instead, he stroked Noah’s hip in slow circles, feeling the residue of tension still there. “Shh. Just relax. You’ll like it.”
Noah shrugged. “I keep thinking, who goes first?”

“Don’t worry about being polite. Just let me touch you.” Kell gently cupped Noah’s balls and nuzzled him with his open mouth, fingernails scraping gently on the sensitive skin between Noah’s sac and cock. He licked Noah and then puffed his breath over where he’d touched.

Noah hissed at the ghost sensations, his hips jerking. “Oh!” His eyes blinked in surprise. Oh, yeah, that had zapped him awake in the best way possible.

“Stay absolutely
still.
Can you do that?” Kell commanded. “Uh.”
“And, if you’re a good boy, I’ll suck your cock.”

N
OAH
’
S
penis flexed in response to Kell’s words. The idea that he
had to hold still and give himself to Kell, trust him, was both hard and arousing. “Please.”

 

“Do you want to come in my mouth?”

Noah closed his eyes, hissing out a breath as Kell dabbled with fingers and tongue, exploring him thoroughly. He felt intensely sexy and appreciated, as well as nervous. Could he let go of his fears and surrender completely to Kell? “So much,” Noah finally admitted.

Kell began to taste and lick Noah. He pried him open so his lips could nuzzle behind his balls before kissing a trail gently up his inner thighs.

Noah shuddered, heart beating in his ears. Since he’d promised not to move, every sensation seemed magnified. He was a prisoner of the sensations Kell built like a bonfire in his body. One hand reached up and gently jerked him once, tugging words, feelings,
sex,
so that Noah wanted to spill. It was so intense, and yet at the same time, he savored his willing helplessness, loving being the concubine, the slave that Kell had told him once he’d fantasized seeing Noah play.

Kell’s touch was both delicate and raspy, his hands careful, but his calluses rousing Noah as he rubbed the sensitive island on Noah’s shaft where the wrinkled flesh gathered. “Love how you smell, taste,
feel
,” Kell praised, nuzzling Noah. “There’s nothing like a man’s cock in your mouth, spilling on your skin. I never feel more a man than when I’m sucking cock.”

Noah laughed breathlessly. “Believe me, I’m a very happy recipient.”

 

“You are. You’re… what did you call my men once? A floozy in my arms. I like that, Noah.”

Noah shuddered as Kell gently sucked his cockhead and then took his penis, all of it, accepting him, playing a role that Noah had been convinced he’d never accept at first glance, the giver of pleasure, not the taker.

“You’re so fucking gorgeous, baby.” Kell petted him soothingly. “You’re doing so well. Holding still so your man can see to you.”

Noah’s balls tightened at the words “your man.” Lover, partner, man, master. Kell could be all of them.

“So hard to keep still, I know, but look what a good boy you are,” Kell continued to praise as he played with Noah’s needy sex. When Kell’s teeth bit gently along his crown, Noah gasped, never having experienced the sting of controlled pain.

“It just… it feels so good. I’m sorry.” Noah was shaking, feeling like he was shedding an old skin and the new one was so easily bruised.

“Don’t be sorry, just give yourself to me. I’ll keep you safe.” Solemn brown eyes made a vow, and then Noah was sheathed in Kell’s mouth.

“Please, Kell! I need to…! Oh, God, please, please,
suck me!
”

Noah’s hands scrabbled on the sheets as he fought to keep still. He thrust in Kell’s mouth, and warm, tormenting velvet pulled back, eluding him, eluding his need to come, oh, God, to come and spill in and on Kell.

He took a deep breath and tried again to keep still while his body quivered like a guitar string played by a master. He was rewarded with a tongue caressing the sensitive skin of his slit. He was riding the edge of coming!

Kell rubbed the small of his back tenderly. “You’re being so good, baby, letting me tease you.” He took Noah’s cock in his mouth again, and Noah moaned, his fingers stretching out, his toes curling, his nipples hard, all his focus on his penis. So close, so close, so close—

Kell gently squeezed Noah’s balls, and just like that, Noah couldn’t hold back. He sobbed out a breath as his semen spilled easily in Kell’s mouth.

“Y
OU
snore,” Jade noted. “And it’s not adorable.”

“You’re thinking so loud it woke me up,” Alec rasped. He sat up, and she looked at soft skin, tanned on his forearms, pale where he wore his shirt. Muscles defined each patch of territory. She touched him, and he made a purring sound.

“Wow, you purr when I do that?”

 

“Oh, yeah, when it’s you touching me. I mean, I’ve been thinking about that since I could get hard.”

 

“So I was your pinup girl?”

Alec rolled over so he was partially lying on top of Jade. She didn’t pull away or slug him. Her face was curious and receptive. He figured things were looking up.

“Let’s kiss,” he whispered.

Her lips were warm, and when he wooed her mouth gently, she grabbed his forearms to try to pull him fully on top of her. Alec resisted. “There is no hurry, Jade, so don’t push it. Hasn’t anyone ever taught you it’s better if you wait?”

“I thought we’d get to the good part,” she said, squirming. “Waiting is for airport lobbies, or your coffee to percolate in the morning. When it comes to sex….”

He was amused. “You mean you want to get off again?”

“What of it?” Her prickles were back, making him want to both smooth them and raise them.
Alec pulled her over him and resumed kissing her. She softened, and he reached down to the seam of the jeans she’d put on after their first play to walk her dog in the safety of her yard, cupping it in his palm and rubbing against her.

“Oh….” She collapsed against him like a heavy rose resting against the earth. “Not bad.”

“Spread a little wider,” he encouraged. He unzipped the jeans, his hand slipping inside her panties to stroke her slickness. She hung over him, staring into his eyes as he plied her.

“Confident, slightly rough at the fingertips,” she described in a rough voice. “
Heaven!”

 

“That’s it, sugar. Ride my hand.”

W
HEN
Noah nuzzled Kell’s sex, Kell couldn’t keep a needy gasp from his lips. Dark eyelashes fluttered shut. He thrust bluntly toward Noah’s lips, unable to stop himself, even knowing Noah had never sucked a man before. Shit!

“Fuck!” He was cranky, since he really wanted one of the nice little cocksuckers he knew a few towns over to do him. Kneeling in the gravel outside a club, a young man on his knees.

But no, he didn’t. He wanted Noah to be his little cocksucker, not that he figured it was a bright idea to share that description with his vegetarian homeopath politically correct boyfriend. He would probably say Kell was being impossibly retro.

“Didn’t you just say ‘give yourself to me’?” Noah asked softly. “I haven’t done this before, so let me know if….” He cleared his throat. “If you like how I do it.”

Kell’s hand lost itself in Noah’s curls as Noah suckled Kell’s big sex. Fuck! It was impossibly satisfying watching Noah’s lips part to take him down his throat so that he grazed Kell’s pubic hair. Noah’s hands cupped his balls, mimicking what Kell had done for Noah, gently squeezing.

“I like that! Noah! Suck it deep, oh, baby,
please—
”

N
OAH
struggled to accommodate Kell’s shallow, ragged thrusts. The tempo and the sweat gleaming on Kell’s skin told him that Kell was riding the edge of his control.

Shyly, he licked up and down the stem, swirling his tongue in Kell’s slit and feeling the larger man shudder.

“Oh, shit, you’re the sweetest little cocksucker, Noah,” Kell praised.
Noah’s eyes widened. That was so not PC! But so Kell. He nipped Kell’s cock head in punishment.

T
HE
touch of pain lancing through him along with the intense lash of pleasure was too much for Kell’s strained control. He felt his balls draw up.

“Noah, I’m going to—” Kell twitched to pull away, not wanting to frighten or push Noah too soon. But, God, he wanted to shoot on Noah’s face. In his mouth.

Noah grasped his hips and swallowed Kell’s cock, and it was too much—

 

With a lusty cry, tangled under Noah’s touch like seaweed, Kell spent in his mouth.

Dazed, he watched Noah lick his swollen lips in the aftermath. He knew it was the caveman part of him, but he couldn’t deny to himself he was glad Noah had been brave enough to swallow his come.