Page 51 of The Good Neighbour
“This is going to be over in a second, I hope you realise. You’re too damned sexy.”
“I don’t care,” Josh replied. “Come inside me.”
Hugh nodded. He positioned himself and slid inside Josh. This time it was easy although the tingles shot up Josh’s spine and exploded out of his head.
He moaned.
“You okay?” Hugh asked.
“I’m fucking perfect.”
Hugh ground his hips against Josh’s body.
“Don’t be gentle,” Josh said. “Fuck me.”
“Whatever you say.”
Hugh did just that. The bed was banging against the wall as he fucked Josh hard. It was like Josh had given over control of his whole body to Hugh.
“Make yourself come,” Hugh said, panting. “I’m close.”
Josh took hold of his own cock. He too would be close. Just the sensation of Hugh pounding in and out of him was enough to tip him over the edge.
He pulled at his cock and stared up at Hugh. A bead of sweat ran down Hugh’s forehead.
“Oh fuck,” he stammered.
Josh went harder. He wanted to come while Hugh was inside him.
The orgasm came from nowhere. Just as Hugh threw his head back and let out a primal yell, Josh was hit by that sweet agony. He arched his body, grinding against Hugh. Then the release came. Josh too let out a groan. His whole being shuddering as he came hard.
Once they had both ridden the aftershocks, Josh fell back onto the pillows.
“Fucking hell we’re good at that,” he said laughing.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Once again, Josh woke up in Hugh’s arms. A nice habit that appeared to be forming. Plus, it was another cold morning. That made it extra nice to share a bed with someone.
“Are you awake?” Hugh asked.
“Yep,” he replied. “I don’t know how you do it. You’ve woken up before me every single time.”
Hugh chuckled. “It’s the touring life. I’ve trained myself to function on not much sleep. Besides why would I want to miss this by being asleep?”
They lay in silence for a while. Everything felt still and calm. Josh could get used to this.
“Are you in the studio today?” Hugh asked.
“No. I’ll probably go through some things from here later,” Josh replied. “Suzanne is off today. They’re going to buy a cot.”
“Sweet. Have you ever wanted kids?”
Josh raised his head. This was a strange direction of the conversation.
“No. Have you?”
“God no,” Hugh replied. “I can barely take care of myself.”
