Page 68 of The Quarterback
Nick leaned against the bedroom’s doorframe, his body silhouetted by the flickering candlelight from the kitchen. There were candles in the bedroom, too, scattered on the dresser and the nightstands and clustered on the floors in the corners. Just enough light to make out the way Nick’s jeans clung to him like a second skin. The way his cock bulged from his fly—his unbuttoned fly, undone like he couldn’t hold himself back any longer—and how his undershirt followed the tight lines of his shoulders and his chest.
Dark, heavy masculinity came off Nick in waves, crashing into Colton.
“You’re the gorgeous one.” His hands fluttered in front of his belly, suddenly shy in a way he’d never been before. He’d been buck-ass naked in front of his teammates and coaches—and Nick—but this, somehow, was different. Nick’s gaze took in every plane and valley and crevice of his body, traveled over his muscles and the lines of his legs. His cock grew harder. So hard it hurt.
Nick crossed the bedroom in three strides, pulling his T-shirt over his head as he moved. He tossed it behind him, far away from the candles, then unzipped his fly and shoved down his jeans. He wasn’t wearing boxers, and his cock sprang out, as hard as Colton’s. He stepped out of the jeans and closed the inches between them to seize Colton, wrapping him in his arms and guiding him backward to the bed.
Colton collapsed to the mattress. Nick followed, and Colton spread his legs for Nick to make a home between his thighs. He grabbed Nick’s waist as Nick crawled over him, his chest fur tickling Colton’s belly and ribs and pecs. He kissed Colton once, twice. Softly. Almost chastely. Colton whimpered and tried to deepen the kiss.
Nick pulled away, gliding down Colton’s body. His hands trailed over Colton’s arms, pressing him to the mattress and pinning him in place when Colton tried to sit up and follow him, chase the kiss he wanted to make last forever. Instead, Nick’s lips trailed from his chin to his neck to his clavicle and then down to the valley between his pecs. Across to one nipple, then the other, before biting his way to Colton’s belly button.
Colton arched his back and gasped as Nick buried his tongue in Colton’s navel the way he’d eaten his ass the night before. Like he was giving Colton a preview of what was to come, how he was going to lick and taste and suck and take. Colton shivered, his hands clenched in the sheets, moaning when Nick swirled his tongue deep inside his belly button.
Nick bit down on the taut skin below Colton’s navel, right next to his purple, aching cock head. He nibbled his way back up Colton’s chest and stopped to suck a kiss bruise into the low, hidden angle where his neck and his shoulder met. Low enough to hide under a T-shirt, but close enough to the collar to be scandalous. It was possessive, like Nick was laying claim to him, something he’d never done before.
The bed shifted as Nick stretched out on top of Colton again, dragging his hands back up Colton’s arms, over his shoulders, and then into Colton’s damp hair. His cock, heavy and thick, pushed against Colton’s. It felt harder, seemed larger than it had before. His cock head pulsed against Colton’s, and his balls lay heavy atop Colton’s.
Instinctively, Colton’s thighs fell open wider.
Nick’s gaze captured Colton, his eyes seeking something deep inside Colton. Colton’s lips parted, and he panted as he opened everything he was to Nick.I’m yours.His mind was static and screaming, three words repeated on a loop. He was thinking so loud Nick had to hear him, had to know what his whole body was vibrating with.I love you I love you I love you I love you—
Nick’s lips caressed Colton’s, their softness so at odds with Nick’s dark intensity. Colton melted, keening into the kiss as he scraped his nails up Nick’s back, tightened his thighs around Nick’s waist. Nick’s tongue glided against his, slipped into his mouth, sought out his hidden places.
Nick shifted, rocking his hipsjust sountil his cock slipped between Colton’s thighs and behind his balls and into the tight heat of his clenched ass cheeks. He deepened the kiss, moaning into Colton’s open mouth, and thrust, pressing his cock into the valley of Colton’s ass.
He broke the kiss and grabbed Colton’s thighs, pushing upward and folding Colton in half. His tongue was on Colton in an instant.
Colton gasped as he hooked his hands beneath his knees. He arched and moaned and bore down, trying to grind into Nick’s lips and tongue. Nick grasped his cheeks and spread them, as if he could open Colton more, work his mouth deeper, burrow farther inside.Yes, please, all the way. I want you so fucking deep inside me.He could feel himself loosening, his hole getting wet and slick and loose as Nick ate him out. Saliva soaked him, dripped down the cleft of his ass. Nick was devouring him, and he was moaning, too, like he couldn’t get enough.
Then Nick was gone, and Colton blinked at the flickering candlelight playing peekaboo with the ceiling. Where? What? He tried to sit up—
Lips on his, soaking wet, slick with spit and drenched in his flavor. He grabbed the back of Nick’s neck, trying to hold him there as he kissed back.
Fingers, wet and slick with something more than spit, slid down the crack of his ass.
He broke the kiss and dug his forehead against Nick’s as Nick pushed a lubed finger inside his hole.
“Okay?” Nick asked. His voice was testosterone darkness, lust and candlelight, need and craving.
Colton nodded.I love you I love you I love you.
Nick fingered him slowly. First one, all the way in and out while his thumb played on the rim, stroking around and around the puckered, slick edge. Then two, and Colton shivered, pulling his thighs wider as if he could will himself to open for Nick. He lifted one leg and wrapped it around Nick’s waist. So much pressure. So much stretching. His eyes were crossing, and his chest heaved. Heat built in waves, flowing out from his ass and soaking him in liquid joy.
Three fingers slid into him. His toes curled. Pleasure ignited everywhere, all at once, when Nick dragged those fingers against his insides, behind his cock, above his balls. He screamed as he threw his head back, clenching down on Nick. He trembled and couldn’t stop.
Nick buried his face in Colton’s neck. “Colton,” Nick whispered. “Are you ready?”
I love you I love you I love you.“Yes.” His back bowed as Nick stroked that spot again. Every muscle clenched and held, like a football sailing through the air, hanging, hanging, never going to come down. “Please…”
Nick’s fingers, soaked in lube, pulled out of Colton’s ass as he backed away, leaving Colton empty, wanting, and he blinked, reaching wildly to pull Nick back—
Nick knee-walked up the bed, pushing Colton’s thighs farther apart. One shaking hand slid down the back of Colton’s leg and cupped his ass. Squeezed.
Something hot, and thick, and hard pushed up against his hole.Nick’s cock. That’s his dick.
Fuck, he felt huge. Nick ran his length up and down the cleft of Colton’s ass, every inch of him sliding over Colton’s soaked hole. “Jesus, Colton. I’m so fucking close to coming already.”
“Inside me,” Colton pleaded.
