Page 63 of Unhinged
In the elevator, Noah wrapped his arms around him and rested his head just under Adam’s chin. But, just like the last time they’d been to Adam’s father’s house, Noah turned on him almost immediately, his hands sliding up Adam’s chest, beginning to unbutton his shirt. “I want you. Now.”
It wasn’t a question. Adam didn’t protest, letting Noah shove his shirt off his shoulders to pool at their feet. He was already hardening behind his zipper. “Yeah, baby? Tell me.”
Noah’s gaze flicked to his, his tongue darting out to lick over his lower lip. “I want you to fuck me.”
Adam’s grin was feral, his hand clamping around Noah’s throat, walking him backwards until his back hit the banister. “You always want me to fuck you,” Adam said, leaning forward to lick over the seam of Noah’s lips. “I want you to open your mouth and tell me exactlyhowyou want it. I want to hear the words.” He leaned down, trailing his tongue along the path of his jaw. “You want it nice and slow and deep? Or you want me to fuck you until you forget your own name?”
Noah moaned. “Definitely that one. I want it hard. Rough.”
Adam growled low in his throat. “How rough?”
“Make it hurt,” Noah begged.
“That’s a very dangerous ask,” Adam teased against the shell of Noah’s ear. “Because I love the way you sound when you’re choking on my cock, your nails clawing at my thighs as you grow desperate for air.” Adam kept his hand firmly around Noah’s neck as he pulled back to look at him. “And you’re just so goddamn pretty when you cry.”
Noah’s pupils blew wide, swallowing hard beneath Adam’s palm. “I trust you. Do it. I want to feel you every time I sit down. I want it to look like a crime scene when you’re done with me. Please, Adam.”
Christ. The sound of his name on Noah’s lips was hotter than any touch. He really was perfect in every possible way. And he was all Adam’s…in every possible way. He loved that, no matter how brutal it got, Noah always knew Adam would take care of him, knew he would always give him what he needed.
He gently kissed Noah’s cheeks, his nose, his eyelids, grazing their lips together before pulling away to clamp his teeth onto the shell of his ear. “Say it again,” he rasped.
“Please…”
“My name, say it,” Adam demanded.
His name was a sigh on Noah’s lips, like he was the answer to every one of Noah’s questions about life. It made Adam crazy, made him want to do evil things to the people who harmed Noah. Things so depraved most people wouldn’t utter them out loud. “You know I’d fucking tear the world down for you, don’t you?”
Noah smiled sweetly, crooning, “I know, baby.” Adam’s cock throbbed as much from the endearment as the way Noah’s smile turned bloodthirsty. “But, right now, the only thing I want you to tear apart…is me.”
Adam was never letting Noah go. Never. He couldn’t. He knew that now. He couldn’t live without him, and he knew—in that deep, dark ugly part of himself he wasn’t supposed to ever acknowledge out loud—that he’d never let Noah live without him either. But that was the thing of it. Noah didn’t want to leave. Adam knew that on a cellular level. Noah felt safe, protected, loved. Even if that love was dangerous.
Adam released Noah’s throat, gripping his jaw and rubbing his thumb across his wet lower lip. “You want my cock in your mouth? Wanna take it nice and deep, make it wet for me so I can bend you over and fuck you right here?”
Noah whined in his throat. “Yes,” he said, breathless.
Adam tilted his head, dropping the mask completely. “Then take my cock out and show me.”
Noah’s hands were sure as he freed Adam’s already straining erection, wrapping it in the warmth of his hand. But he didn’t let him sink to his knees just yet. He tugged Noah’s jaw down, capturing his lips in a dirty open mouthed kiss before pushing him to his knees. He collapsed at Adam’s feet, so close his breath rustled the pubic hair at the base of his cock, but he didn’t do anything else. He waited, nose grazing his groin and the dip of his hip bone.
Adam fisted his hand in Noah’s hair, forcing his gaze upward, slapping his face hard. Noah’s lashes fluttered, his eyes going soft. Fuck. He really was perfect.
“Harder,” Noah begged.
Adam didn’t ask if he was sure. That was the thing about Noah; he knew just what he wanted and he didn’t mind asking for it. He slapped him harder, the crack of his palm echoing throughout the space, leaving a partial handprint on his cheek. “God, you’re so fucking good for me. Always willing to get on your knees for me, bend over for me.”
Noah gave a shuddery breath. “Yes.”
Adam pushed two fingers into Noah’s mouth, cock throbbing as Noah sucked obediently. “Justfor me,” Adam warned. Noah’s moan vibrated over Adam’s skin. He pulled his fingers free, guiding Noah’s head to his dick. “Show me how good you can be.”
Noah swallowed him down in one go, head bobbing as he took him deep, drawing almost completely off before sinking down once more until his nose grazed the skin of Adam’s belly. The suction and the tight heat of Noah’s mouth had goosebumps breaking out over his whole body. His hand twisted in Noah’s hair, holding him still so he could fuck into his mouth. Noah melted, jaw relaxing as he let Adam use him. His eyes rolled as he forced his cock into the back of Noah’s throat, the muscles of his throat convulsing violently around him, constricting him in the best way. Noah gagged, his hands sliding up Adam’s thighs to grip his hips. Adam kept him there until tiny panicked cries rolled along his cock and Noah’s blunt nails dug into his skin. When he finally pulled free, Noah swayed on his knees, drawing in great sucking breaths, tears rolling down his bright pink cheeks, saliva coating his lips and chin. Adam held him still, smearing his cock across the mess, before reaching down and pulling him to his feet.
“Turn around.” Noah did as Adam asked without question, almost like he was in a trance. He dragged Noah’s jeans and underwear out of the way, growling in frustration when the zipper wouldn’t give fast enough. “Grab the banister. Don’t move your fucking hands unless I say so.” When Noah didn’t answer, Adam brought his hand down on his ass hard enough to make Noah hiss in pain. “Did you hear me?”
“Yes,” Noah ground out.
Adam spit in his hand, wrapping his fist around his cock and pumping it a few times before swiping his damp fingers over Noah’s hole. “This is going to hurt.”
“Good,” Noah murmured.
