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Chapter nine
Declan
N ot for the first time since the power went out, I was glad Noah was here with me.
It was a stark contrast to how I’d felt about him entering my house, but I’d had some incorrect data I’d based my entire evaluation of our circumstances on. Life would be far easier if people were clear about their wants and expectations.
However, I wasn’t sad about the direction we were heading.
I switched the electric lantern on in my room, grateful it still operated. The orange beams cast across the darkened space, which grew a little lighter when Noah opened up the curtains.
The moment he’d unearthed his attraction to me, a few things had clicked in my brain, pieces I’d been mulling over for far too long. The electricity that rattled me when we were close, whenever we touched—that had been attraction as well. Because now that everything was exposed, I grew aware of how often I stared at him, how my gaze lingered too long in his direction. How he’d drawn me in with a magnetic pull every time we were in the same space.
Noah was broad and muscular with big thighs and tree-trunk arms, and the memory of all the muscle and power wrapped around me caused my adrenaline to pick up. My cock was hard, my balls ached from our kiss, and the idea of him following through with everything he’d outlined? I’d combust on the spot.
I’d felt attraction before and had fallen into bed with others, but I’d never experienced this intersection of attraction and comfort before. Noah knew me, even though I’d worried in the past that he didn’t. I’d all but given up on finding someone who might, and the fact that he’d been right under my nose this whole time? Mind-blowing.
“God, you’re gorgeous.” He stepped closer. My whole body flushed at the compliment, my atoms rearranging themselves in his proximity. Everything inside me buzzed.
From the moment we’d met, Noah had always claimed my attention, but I’d never imagined we’d be in this situation. As wildly different as it was from my expectations, a thrill rose within me.
“Can I strip you down?” he asked, his voice husky.
“I mean, it’ll make doing much else a bit tougher.” Apparently, even with my whole body on fire, my smartass mouth didn’t quit.
Noah shook his head, a grin on his lips. He reached forward and almost reverently unbuttoned my shirt. His hands were steady and sure, even as his breath hitched. This close, our breaths mingled, and even in the darkness of my room, with only the golden rays of the lantern to illuminate us, the intensity in his eyes was clear. He didn’t look away from me, his focus on me.
Noah’s chest heaved with his shaky breaths. What lay beneath his clothes? I wanted to see the slope of his chest, the definition of those muscles I’d felt wrapped around me earlier .
By the time he reached the halfway point on my shirt, my breathing had increased. Yet I didn’t interfere, letting him take the lead. I wanted to experience everything he’d expressed earlier—craved it. Noah licked his lower lip, then dipped in and kissed my neck. A shiver coursed through me. He continued to unbutton my shirt while he pressed kisses up and down the column of my neck, deliberate and sure. My cock tested the confines of my jeans, an ache in me that demanded to be sated.
The idea of him penetrating me was one I’d never considered, but I’d played with prostate toys in my ass. They’d made me come hard, so I could imagine what it’d be like with him sliding inside me.
He nipped at the curve between my neck and shoulders, and the sweet spot sent a spike of lust through me. A moan escaped my lips, right as he finished with my shirt. He peeled it off my shoulders, and the fabric fluttered to the floor.
I reached for the button on my jeans, but his hands met mine.
“Let me do this,” he said, raspiness still in his voice. Fuck, he was sexy . How had I missed this for so many years?
He kissed along the side of my neck again, nipping and sucking the skin, and I rested my hands on his hips, which were as solid as the rest of him. The idea of tethering myself to that, of plastering against him and never letting go—fuck, my mind got dizzy. His fingers made quick work of the button of my jeans, and he slid those and my boxer briefs down my thighs. My skin prickled with how I was exposed, but his heat, his lips on my body, anchored me in the best way.
My cock jutted forward, no longer confined, and when I shifted my hips, the tip brushed against his thigh. A thrill fluttered through me, and I couldn’t restrain my moan .
“I need you on this bed, Dec.” He sounded wrecked, shattered. “You’re such a fucking dream. You have no idea how long I’ve wanted this.”
My heart lurched.
I might not have been aware of Noah’s feelings, but part of me had missed him all these years, the unvarnished side of him that I’d known before we’d drifted apart. Before life had started putting hurdles between us.
And now, with him here with me, his attention solely on me, I wanted to bask in it for as long as I had it.
“I missed you,” I admitted, the truth escaping me. “More than I could ever have realized.”
“God, me too.” He swept in and pressed his lips to mine. Need burned inside me hot and furious at being stripped down while he was fully clothed. At being on display for him. Something inside me liked that far too much. His big hand rested against my hip, and he squeezed. I ground my cock against his thigh, luxuriating in the feel of his body surrounding mine, the differences between us, him looming over me.
“I’m going to lose my mind if you keep up with that,” he said. “If you don’t get on the bed, I’ll toss you there.”
I arched a brow. “Make me.”
The big, broad grin I’d missed spread on his face like sunlight, even amid the velvet dark. “Happily.” He scooped under my legs, and I rose up in his arms. Noah walked toward the bed and dropped me right in the center. My heart thumped hard at the way he’d swept me up, at the sheer effortlessness of his movements. I’d never realized that would turn me on, but I’d also never realized I was attracted to men.
Today was one discovery after another .
I lay sprawled out on my bed, stripped down and at Noah’s mercy. He’d kicked off his shoes and socks, but he remained in his coveralls. He’d come here for a job after all. The light in the lantern flickered, as it’d been designed to mirror flame, and the swaying shadows it cast along the walls, across his features, mesmerized me.
“I should’ve known you’d be a bit of a brat.” Noah prowled up the bed.
“What gave you the indication?”
“That smartass mouth.” He situated himself between my legs and spread them wide.
Said smartass mouth dried at the sight of him there, inches from my cock. Over the past decade, Noah had matured in a gorgeous way. He’d been pretty when we were younger, but now he was rugged, and the shadows highlighted his cleft chin, the sharpness of his nose, the thickness of his brows. He circled his hand around the base of my cock, his lips curving into a devastating smirk.
Then he bent his head and licked my tip. Pleasure shocked me. My hips bucked up on their own volition, and the only thing keeping me in place was his other hand gripping my hip tight. He continued to lap at my slit, licking up the pre-cum that had dribbled out. My breaths came out faster, a light sweat prickling across my body.
“You did miss a step,” I pointed out, regretting the comment when Noah pushed up onto his elbows, his hand still around my cock. I licked my lips as he looked at me expectantly. Ah yes, architect of my own problems here. “You went straight from the neck to my cock.”
This was where he’d get sick of me. Where he’d get frustrated and call it off. I’d seen it happen when I’d let others take control. Except the missing step really did make my brain itch, and it’d demand my attention completely.
Instead, Noah smirked. “You want to edge yourself like that? ”
I shrugged a little helplessly. “I’m a bit of a completionist.”
“It’s no hardship mapping your pretty chest with my mouth, gorgeous,” he said. The low rumble of his voice, the way he called me gorgeous, beautiful, sent a shiver up my spine. Missing out on this all these years had been a foolish mistake on my part.
He kept his one hand around my cock, but he slid to my side. Noah lazily stroked me as he kissed the hollow of my throat, trailed his lips down between my pecs, and then lapped at my nipple. I bucked into his grip. Sparks flared through me hot and fierce, and he took his time circling the tip of his tongue around and around it again.
“Oh fuck,” I moaned, unable to help myself.
“A fan of nipple play?” he asked. The cockiness in his voice sent a bolt of lust through me.
“Apparently,” I gasped. This sort of stimulation hadn’t been on my radar in the past, so I’d never thought of toying with them.
He gave my cock another lazy stroke, and a shudder rolled through me. Then he dipped down and sucked on my other nipple. I thrust into his grip, my eyes rolling back. Pre-cum beaded on my tip, and my balls ached, but I wanted to savor every moment of Noah’s hands on me.
The sight of my childhood best friend playing with my cock and his firm lips wrapped around my nipple was jarring. However, it also felt more natural than I would’ve expected.
I’d spent so long hung up on how Noah had changed that I’d forgotten how much he hadn’t.
And these changes weren’t the bad ones I’d believed them to be. No, the lust-filled way he looked at me now, how he toyed with me and teased, yeah, those shifts were incredibly good.
He released my nipple and licked down the middle of my stomach, the tip of his tongue gliding with a smoothness that sent a shiver through me. I was fast losing traction on my thoughts with how he mapped my body with his mouth. Fuck, he measured his movements in a way that thrilled me, and I adored how he’d told me everything he planned on doing beforehand.
He licked into the hollow of my hipbones, one after the other. My whole body zapped like a live wire ran through it, as if the current amped higher and higher each time his mouth met my skin. With this sort of energy, we could power an entire city.
He shifted and settled back between my legs, lifting an eyebrow at me. “Did I miss anything else?”
“Right on target.” He licked the pooled pre-cum from my tip again, and I tilted my head back. Lust pulsed hot and heavy like liquid fire through my veins. Noah dragged his tongue along my frenulum, and I all but panted. Holy fuck. His mouth was pure magic, drawing me in with a force I’d never experienced.
“Think you can handle this?” Noah teased. “Looking a bit faint there.”
“Fuck you,” I gritted out between ragged breaths as he pumped his hand around my cock.
“Mm, I’d rather fuck you.” He swallowed the tip of my cock.
Heat scorched through me. The response dried on my lips, and I dropped my head back. Oh god. He could do whatever the fuck he wanted to me if he was going to make me feel this damn good. Well, within reason and parameter.
Noah pulled away, and a whine escaped my lips. However, then he descended again, swallowing even more of me. The tight heat around my cock elevated the need inside me higher, the ache to come driving me nearer to madness. Fuck, fuck, fuck. He bobbed up and down on my length. The sight of him there, his firm lips wrapped around me and situated right between my thighs, dosed me with desire. His hair was rumpled, and his cheeks hollowed as he sucked again. A thrill rose up my spine, and a whimper escaped me. With each pass, he took a little more of me in until far too fast he’d swallowed me whole.
I fisted the sheets on either side of me, clutching them for dear life as Noah took me apart with his talented mouth. The sway of a few strands of hair as he moved up and down on my shaft mesmerized me almost as much as the heat brimming from his gaze. He stared up at me from between my legs, and the flames scorching through me threatened to incinerate me. Sweat prickled across my body and not from the surrounding temperatures. No, I was burning from the inside out, and Noah Langston was the cause.
The storm crashed outside the windows, the rain pounded against the roof, and the gusts of wind whistled with the occasional shriek. However, the ferocity out there paled in comparison to the wildness surging inside me. Here with Noah, I elevated higher than I’d ever believed possible. I wanted him surrounding me in every way, burrowing deep inside me until he couldn’t extricate himself.
For someone who resisted change at every turn, I should’ve found this situation jarring and impossible. Instead, it was the final piece of a puzzle that had been unsolved for years settling into place.
Noah deepthroated me, bobbing up and down on my cock faster as he took me all the way to the base. Tears pooled in his eyes, and saliva dribbled out the sides of his mouth, dripping onto my skin.
Fuck. The sight would forever be imprinted in my memory.
His scent surrounded me, a woodsy musk that made me want to rub against him. The heat of his mouth and the pace of his movements sent me vaulting higher and higher. My whole body tensed, nearing imminent explosion. The taut thread inside me begged to snap, and my breaths came out choppy.
“Fuck, Noah,” I moaned. “ I’m so close.”
His eyes flared with lust. The flickering light of the lantern danced across his features, his body as he devoured me. My chest squeezed tight, and the ache intensified to the point of pain. The sheer hunger pouring off him, the way he consumed me vaulted me over the edge.
My balls drew up, and I came so hard my vision whited.
My orgasm hit me with the force of a gamma-ray burst, and my hips shot up as the cum pulsed from my cock. Noah swallowed me down, his tight heat remaining around my length. The pleasure flooded me so fiercely I was struck mute. I gasped in breaths as sweat burst on my forehead, and I floated in a moment of pure surrender, not ever wanting to leave.
I’d never flown so high.
My cock deflated, but Noah gave it a few more sucks, then pulled off. I missed the heat of his mouth at once. Hell, I didn’t want to be apart. I wanted him to surround me, to consume me even more.
He pushed up and wiped his forearm across his mouth. He stared at me like I was a singularity drawing him in, and I’d never quite felt that sort of focus. Had never been aware of it, honestly. Noah adjusted his cock, and curiosity prickled inside me something fierce.
“Fuck me,” I blurted out.
“Excuse me?” He blinked rapidly.
“Unless you don’t want to. Clearly.”
“Wait, wait, wait, back up a second. I’m missing the part that you’ve never been with a guy and now want to dive all the way in.”
I shrugged. “I’ve played with my ass plenty. Prostate orgasms are too good to pass up on.”
Noah let out a groan, pressing against his cock. “Fuck, you’re such a wet dream.”
“Does that mean you want to fuck me?” I asked, my heart thumping fast .
“Want barely scratches the surface of how long I’ve imagined sinking inside you,” Noah said, his voice low and gravelly. “God, Declan.”
I pushed onto my elbows, meeting his gaze. “Then strip down and take me.”