Page 39 of Unhinged
Adam’s nostrils flared at Noah’s breathless tone. “Seems a waste when I’m just going to dirty you up again.” Adam sulked before catching his mouth once more, nipping hard enough to draw blood, then sucking on Noah’s wounded lip.
Noah tilted his head to give Adam access to his throat. “Promises. Promises.”
Adam laughed, spinning Noah back around and dragging him up against him. Noah dropped his head against Adam’s shoulder, eyes floating closed as he began to wash him.
He took his time, using the soapy cloth to explore Noah’s body, drawing the rough cotton material over one nipple while his fingers teased the other, floating lower over his belly, wrapping his cloth-covered fist over Noah’s cock, jerking him slowly. “Adam…” he groaned, face tipped just right for him to watch Noah fall apart.
He pressed his lips to Noah’s ear, even as he let the cloth work along his body, scrubbing every fold and crevice before pressing his erection against the curve of Noah’s ass. “This was your idea. I would’ve had you bent over the mattress by now, my fingers already deep inside you, working you open so you’re nice and ready for me.” Noah’s eyelids fluttered, lips parting as his breaths quickened. Noah was always so responsive. “Do you feel how hard you make me? I want to be inside you so fucking bad right now. I want to breed you, mark you… I want my scent on your skin. People need to know…”
“Know what?” Noah whispered.
Adam’s hand closed around his throat, gripping just tight enough to pull a shuddery sob from him. “That you’re mine. Just mine. That you fucking belong to me.” Adam dropped the washcloth, encircling Noah’s cock with his soapy hand. “You like that, don’t you? Like being mine?”
Adam needed the words, too, needed Noah’s confession, but his only response was a stilted nod and a broken sob. The sound shot straight to Adam’s dick. He wanted to tease Noah, make it good for him, but he was two seconds away from just pushing him up against the shower wall and impaling him right there.
“You want me inside you?” Adam crooned as he licked the water from the shell of his ear. “You want me to fuck you? Fill you up? Make you take it? All of it? All of me?”
Noah’s hips flexed as he tried to work himself into Adam’s loosened fist, giving another little whine of frustration when Adam didn’t give him what he wanted. He tightened the hand at Noah’s throat until he could feel his pulse thrumming beneath his fingertips.
“I asked you a fucking question,” he growled into his ear, tone menacing.
Noah shivered against him. “Fuck. Yes. You know I want that, too. Stop teasing me and fuck me already.”
Adam blew out a breath at Noah’s panting words, fingers squeezing his throat just a tiny bit tighter. “I need to hear it. I need to hear you say it. Tell me.”
“I want you to fuck me. Fill me up,” Noah promised, still trying to work his way in and out of Adam’s clenched fist. “Make me beg.”
Adam’s teeth sank into Noah’s throat. “Is that what you want? To beg?”
Noah didn’t answer, just whimpered.
Adam couldn’t take it anymore, he dropped to his knees on the tile, biting Noah’s ass cheek hard enough to make him hiss in pain. Adam tongued over the imprints from his teeth. “Open your legs.”
He made a low rumbling noise in his chest when Noah did as he was told without hesitation. Adam skimmed his fingertips over his balls before trying to spread him open. Noah was too tense. Adam bit him once more, then soothed over the spot. “Open up for me, baby. I want to taste you.”
This time, when Adam touched him, he opened easily. Adam took advantage, burying his face in the heart of Noah, teasing his entrance, licking and sucking at it until Noah’s legs were shaking.
When Adam pressed his fingertip into Noah, he moaned. “Fuck.”
When Noah tried to push back, Adam pulled free, standing once more. Noah gave another frustrated sob, but Adam just wrenched the water off and pulled Noah out of the shower. He used a towel to roughly dry them both before he slapped Noah’s ass hard enough to leave his handprint on his skin. Noah moaned.
That was something Adam would definitely need to explore more later. “Bedroom. Now. And you better run because I plan to fuck you wherever I catch you.”
Noah grinned then took off running. Adam counted to five before taking off after him at a dead run, catching him just as he reached the bed and tackling him, pinning him to the mattress. He kept a hand on Noah’s chest while he reached for the lube still sitting on the bedside table. He spread Noah’s legs, sitting back on his heels to look at him before slicking up two fingers and pressing them to Noah’s hole.
He didn’t know what he wanted to see more—the way Noah’s body made room for him or Noah’s reaction to the invasion. Adam moved over him, weight braced on his palm just beside Noah’s head. He tried to turn away, to look at the wall, but Adam wasn’t having it. “Look at me.” Noah slowly dragged his gaze back to Adam’s, his expression so vulnerable it took Adam’s breath away. “You feel so good.”
Noah shivered, pushing himself down on Adam’s fingers, his hands fisting in the comforter beneath him. He couldn’t wait anymore. He needed to be inside him. He sat up, then froze. Noah frowned. “What’s wrong?”
“Condom?”
Noah’s tongue darted out to lick over his lower lip. “I’m negative. On PrEP. You?”
Adam nodded, voice strained as he said, “Same.”
“I don’t want anything between us,” Noah finally said.
“Thank fuck. Me neither.” He moved to the edge of the bed, slicking up his cock before crooking his finger. “Come here.”
