Page 18 of Cocoa

“You smell like garlic and snow,” Lucas murmured.

“I’m surprised I don’t smell like BO after that shift. I should’ve grabbed a shower before I came over.”

Lucas shook his head before tucking his nose against Ryder’s neck. “No. Then I would’ve had to wait even longer to see you.” His lips brushed on the smooth skin just below his beard. “And I really didn’t want to wait anymore.”

Any pretense of watching the movie disappeared. The kiss started slowly, but the heat between them caught, and Lucas shifted in his seat. He tilted his head and let his mouth explore. His fingers stroked and burrowed into the soft beard.

The moment deepened with soft sounds and harsher breaths, and then Ryder was pulling him closer, hands clutching at his back. There was heat everywhere now, tangled limbs and stolen breaths, mouths pressed together with increasing urgency.

Lucas rose up and swung one leg over until he straddled Ryder’s lap, thighs pressing tight around his broader legs, and bellies pressed together. “Are we doing this?” Lucas asked, voice low and serious.

Ryder pulled back just enough to meet his eyes. “Yeah,” he said. “Yes, please. You feel so fucking good, Luc.”

With a teasing smile, Luc replied, “Yeah, you make me feel that way.” Lucas leaned back just enough to get his hands around the hem of Ryder’s hoodie and pulled it off over his head. His t-shirt followed, and for the first time, Luc got to feast his eyes on the magnificent body.

Ryder wasn’t cut. He wasn’t some bodybuilder with a six-pack and a waxed chest. He was big, every muscle covered by a layer of softness that didn’t detract from the lust surging through Lucas’s bloodstream at all. His round shoulders hunched when he wrapped strong arms around Lucas’s back. His broad chest was dusted with blond hair over the bulging pecs with little nipples already hard and tempting.

Lucas stroked his hands up the furry belly and over those pink peaks. His thumb caught one and rubbed, eliciting an immediate response.

With a low growl deep in his chest, Ryder’s hips surged up for a moment, close enough to let Lucas feel the hard length of him behind his sturdy uniform pants. As Luc’s shirt disappeared somewhere behind him, he got to feel those soft whiskers and hot lips against his skin for the first time. Ryder kissed and sucked across his collarbone, over his throat, and down his own smooth chest.

The way Ryder touched him was both careful and claiming, steady and intense, like he knew Lucas’s edges even before tracing them. He didn’t rush. Lucas didn’t want him to. If they had this uninterrupted time together, he wanted them to make use of every single second.

“I need you, baby,” Ryder murmured against his throat. His hand, which had been rubbing and pinching Luc’s nipples between kisses, dropped lower toward the waistband of his sweatpants.

“Yes. Yes.” Grumbling at the need to detach himself from Ryder’s body long enough to shuck his pants, Luc didn’t waste time before returning to the couch.

Ryder shoved his own pants off, toed out of his socks, grabbed Lucas around the waist, and tumbled him onto his back against the cushions. The short loveseat really wasn’t longenough for them, though, and no matter how they shifted, it wasn’t going to work.

“Fuck this.” Lucas shoved the coffee table to the side, dragged the blanket off the back of the couch, and settled on the floor as he pulled Ryder’s big body back over him. It took only a second to get his mouth back on him, and his hands finally… finally tracing over all those thick muscles and rough hair.

His dick throbbed with want, precum already slicking the tip, and when Ryder shifted atop him and lined their lengths up perfectly, he couldn’t help but thrust against him. “Fuck me,” Luc gasped as their hips rolled together again.

Ryder chuckled as he pressed his mouth top Lucas’s neck and sped up his movements. “Not this time, baby. I can’t wait.” Their dicks slid together, precum easing the way, and the delicious friction sent heat dancing over sensitive skin. “Soon, though. I want to feel you around me… inside me, too.”

Those words, the sexy as hell sounds rumbling through Ryder’s broad chest, and the slick pressure as they moved together sent Luc hurtling toward an orgasm faster than he expected. “I’m gonna… Ry.” His head pressed back against the blanket and his teeth clenched as he rocked against the bigger man.

“Come on, baby. Let me feel you.”

That was all it took. The pleasure built, his balls drew up, and Luc let go, trembling against Ry’s body. His fingers clutched at the firm back, urging Ryder to join him in ecstasy.

It took only a few more thrusts until those pink lips opened and a guttural cry burst through the apartment. Liquid heat shot between them again as he slowed, then stopped, breathing hard with his bearded jaw tucked against Lucas’s shoulder.

And afterward, they lay tangled together for a long moment on the hard floor, bare skin slowly cooling, breath returning tosomething close to normal. Ryder kept himself propped up on strong forearms, so he didn’t squish the smaller man.

One of Lucas’s hands idly traced circles against his back. “I think,” Lucas whispered, “this is the best night I’ve had in… years.”

“Yeah?” Ryder’s voice was rough, sleepy. With a deep sigh, he rolled to the side and drew Luc into his arms. “Me too, Luc. That was…” He pressed a kiss to the other man’s shoulder. “That was everything.”

Lucas grinned in the dim light and scootched closer. “You’re hot as hell. Your body is… ngh.” When Ryder just chuckled, Lucas went on. “We’re doing this again, and more, but maybe next time in my bed. The floor is unforgiving.”

“Yeah. I’m too old for rolling around with only a throw blanket for protection,” Ryder confessed. “I’d be happy to try out your bed. Or mine. Shit, my couch would work better than this tiny thing.” He jerked his chin toward the loveseat.

Lucas grinned and would have said something teasing something back, but the TV, still idly playing in the background, suddenly blared with an earsplitting alarm.

They both jumped and sat up as the emergency broadcast tones played, followed by a robotic voice. “Extreme blizzard warning in effect from 3 a.m. through 8 p.m. tomorrow for the following counties…”

Lucas blinked. “I thought we weren’t supposed to get more than flurries this week?”

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