Page 67 of Collide

Cooper couldn’t think of anything he wanted more at that moment.

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Noah’s hunger for Cooper never diminished. All the other man had to do was speak or breathe and Noah wanted him. “Upstairs.” He nodded his head toward the stairs.

Cooper stood. “You know there’s no one else I would allow to order me around the way you do, right?”

Grabbing his shirt, Noah pulled Cooper toward him. “Same goes for you, baby. Now go upstairs, so I can fuck you.” He gave Cooper a little shove. Not that Cooper needed it. Coop made it to the stairs in no time flat, taking them two at a time, with Noah right behind him.

As soon as they made it to the foot of the bed, Noah stopped him, his lips colliding with Cooper’s. Their tongues battled, one surrendering, before fighting to take control again. He loved his power play with Coop.

When his guy shoved his hands under Noah’s shirt, he pulled away far and long enough for his shirt to get pulled off before he was kissing him again. Cooper’s thumb brushed over the piercing in Noah’s nipple before he tugged on it, making Noah cry out.

“Wanna suck you.” Cooper sat on the edge of his bed, making quick work of Noah’s jeans. He felt twitchy, as though he would bust out of his skin if he didn’t have something, everything from Cooper right now.

When Noah’s jeans and boxer-briefs were gone, he was immediately enveloped in the hot cavern of Cooper’s mouth. Coop took him deep, before pulling back and paying special attention to the head. “Yeah. That’s it. Christ, I love your mouth.”

Noah ran his fingers through Cooper’s short hair, rocking his hips so when Coop slid his mouth down again, Noah could fuck it.

His lover did everything Noah liked: sucked his balls, let his tongue probe the slit before pulling him to the back of his throat again. Pleasure built deep inside him, quickly finding it’s way to the surface, until he had to pull Cooper back. “Wanna love you,” he said, before lowering his mouth to take possession of Coop’s.

And then he pulled the other man to his feet. With slow hands he undressed him, showing him all that tanned, golden skin, stretched across hard muscle. “You are so fucking sexy.”

Noah grabbed the lube and a condom from the bedside drawer. Their bed was high, making it perfect for the way he wanted to take Cooper.

After the rubber was in place, he looked back at Coop. Noah pushed him so he bent over. “Let me see that sexy ass.”

Coop leaned over, his upper body held up by his elbows on the bed. When his fingers were lubed, he added a little to Coop’s hole before pushing a finger inside. “Oh fuck. Yes…” A heavy breath fell from Cooper’s lips. He’d never get tired of that sound. Never get enough of Coop taking his pleasure.

He used one, then two fingers to stretch Coop, twisting, turning, pulling, pushing. The man rode his hand, pushing back into it, alternating between making little gasping sounds and asking for more.

Noah flipped the lid on the lube with one hand, letting it leak over his cock, before pulling his fingers free and pushing inside. His body shuddered, savoring the feel of Cooper’s tight hole, squeezing him.

“Harder. Give me more.” Cooper moaned.

His. Fucking. Pleasure.

Noah leaned forward, wrapping his arms under Cooper’s arms and pulling him tight against him. He hooked them together as he bent Cooper over the bed, no space between the two men.

“So tight…so fucking good.” He whispered in Coop’s ear before pulling out and slamming home again. Cooper’s whole body shook, rocked, and Noah made love to him with swift, hard thrusts.

The bed rattled, as he knocked against the bedside table, but he kept going, kept pumping into Coop. Each time he did, pleasure shot through him, higher and higher.

“Fuck…Noah…”

That just made him squeeze Cooper to him, tighter. Push deeper, fuck harder. Still with his arms hooked under Cooper’s, his hands gripped the other man’s shoulders, pushing him to meet Noah’s thrusts.

“Oh, shit. I’m gonna come.”

Noah let his hand drop, pressing tightly at the base of Cooper’s prick so he didn’t orgasm. “Not yet.”

He couldn’t stop the groan from passing his own lips when he pulled out. Noah flipped Cooper over easily, despite the fact that they were similar in size. As soon as he had his guy on his back, he thrust into him again, pushing Cooper’s legs back so he could watch as his erection disappear inside his lover.

“Fuck!” Cooper yelled, when Noah angled himself so he’d hit the other man’s prostate. Then, pulse after pulse of creamy, white fluid jutted out of Cooper’s dick, and landed on his chest. That was all it took for Noah’s orgasm to rock through him. He kept going, kept fucking as he filled the condom with his semen.

When his release took everything out of him, Noah, holding himself up with his hands flat on the bed, looked down into Coop’s blue eyes. “Wanted.” Breath. “To watch.” Another one. “You come.”

Then he lay down on top of Cooper’s who wrapped his legs around his waist.

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