Page 51 of Collide

Fuck. Cooper almost came right there. He ached, his underwear and pants suddenly too tight. Suffocating him. The reaction shocked him but excited him at the same time.

He wanted to burst free of all his confines. He wanted all of Noah. To experience everything they’d done and more.

Coop tried to drop down to his knees but Noah stopped him. “No. Upstairs. I don’t only want our mouths on each other tonight.”

New panic burst, came alive inside Cooper. “I don’t…I don’t know if I can… If I can let you...”

“You can have me. Use me. I just want you.”

That he could do. Cooper turned and went for the stairs, Noah right at his heels. There was lube in his room from the nights Noah spent there, and Cooper had condoms already. Cooper pulled off his shirt. Storms raged down inside him: lust, need, hunger, fear, anger, confusion. He didn’t know what to focus on so he fought to shut it all off. To do what Noah said. To take him. To. Fucking. Have. Him.

Cooper’s mouth came down on Noah’s. Holy shit he’d never been much for kissing but he wanted to taste Noah all the time. He grabbed the Noah’s bottom lip between his teeth and pulled, before letting his tongue swim in his mouth again. As they kissed they both unzipped each other’s pants. With rough hands, Cooper shoved the damn things down, Noah doing the same to him.

He wanted skin-to-skin and he wanted it now. He kicked out of his jeans and noticed Noah somehow beat him in doing the same. Then he wrapped a hand around both their erections. Cooper groaned at the feel of Noah’s hard, hot, prick against his own.

“God, that feels so good. Why does it feel so good, Noah?” His own vulnerability angered him further

“Don’t question it. Just feel. You’re running this show, remember? Take what feels good, Coop. Take what you want.”

This man tied him in knots. Wrapped him so tightly, Cooper wasn’t sure he would ever break free. With a hand on Noah’s chest, he shoved him backward. Noah grinned as he fell to the bed. Coop wanted to kiss that smile off his face.

Instead he opened the drawer in his beside table, pulled out the condoms and the lube, before tossing them beside Noah.

Holy shit. I’m about to fuck a man.

He almost took a step backward but then Noah’s cock, long and hard, flexed against his stomach. Cooper watched him, remembered how it felt to have him in his mouth. How much he enjoyed having Noah there. Cooper wanted that more than he should.

Straddling him, Coop let his mouth take over. He kissed Noah’s neck, shoulders, chest. “Fuck, I missed this, Noah. Missed you.”

Noah’s body stilled beneath him. Coop peered up, from where he’d been kissing Noah’s stomach, when Noah said, “You have no idea what it does to me to hear you say that.”

Me too… Knowing how it affected Noah, affected Cooper deeply.

Noah rolled his hip, rubbing them against each other. Pleasure lit him up like a damn fireworks display, a sensual buzzing under his skin.

“Tell me what to do. Shit, I don’t even know what to do.” He never thought he would utter those words during sex.

“You’ve never had anal sex?” Wrinkles formed around Noah’s eyes, the cocky bastard.

“Anal sex isn’t something women usually do when they know they’ll only be with you a night, or two.”

Noah’s whole face lit up when he smiled. “You’re in for a fucking treat. Use the lube. It’s been a while for me, so you’re going to have to get me ready, Coop. I could do it for you—”

“No! Fuck that.” There was no fucking way Cooper would let Noah do that. If Coop did this, he wanted to experience it all.

He flicked open the lube and poured some on his fingers. After scooting down off Noah, the other man opened his legs wide, his knees up and his feet flat on the mattress.

Coop’s eyes went straight to Noah’s cock. To the purple-ish head, down to his heavy balls…and lower to his hole. It didn’t matter that he’d never touched a guy there, his body ached, pulsed with the desire to penetrate Noah.

He leaned forward pressing kisses to Noah’s shaft, as he circled his pucker with a finger.

“Fuck…! Push in. Just do it. Need to feel you, Coop.” The words breathlessly tumbled out of Noah’s mouth.

So he did. Pushed passed the ring of muscles until he had a digit inside his friend. “Shit. You are so damn tight. I swear I’m going to bust the second my cock is inside you.”

“Use more lube. Deeper. I’m going crazy for you, man.”

Not as crazy as Coop was going for Noah. He poured more lube onto his fingers, onto Noah’s hole before he pushed deeper, pulled out and again and then pushed his finger in as deep as he could.

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