Page 75 of Stable Hand

I breathed deeply as Noah settled under the sheets with me, my heart beating rapidly, my cock hardening more. His hair smelled like the bubble bath we’d used in Adam’s huge tub and my mind went back there, to the unfolding intimacy and sudden pleasure before anything else had happened.

The heat from his body touching mine felt suddenly scorching. I felt his lips on my chin; then his mouth found mine. I gasped into the kiss as it became something wild and desperate. Noah rose up over me as my neck stretched to keep my mouth on his. He smiled and pulled back.

“I want to try something,” he said.

“You can try anything,” I panted. “Anything you want.”

His fingers went to the waistband of my briefs, and he pulled them down my legs. I helped him get them off, then pulled him down on top of me again, guiding his face to mine so I could kiss him again. Our tongues tangled eagerly, the flames jumping between us.

“Oh God, you feel so good,” Noah sighed, rubbing his cock against my hip. “I could do this all night.”

I smiled against his lips. “Fine with me. At least until the others get back.” I shifted my hips so our cocks rubbed together.

Noah groaned. “Oh God, Jensen. Do that again.”

I did. We both made strangled noises of pleasure. I snaked a hand down and wrapped our cocks with my fingers as we pushed against each other.

“Feels good. So good,” Noah sighed.

I swallowed thickly. “You want to try to come like this? Can you?”

He groaned again and nodded. “Can you?”

“Try and stop me.”

“Why would I?”

I spread some of the moisture from my glans over us to help us slide together, and soon I felt Noah shudder and the wet heat of his release spill over me.

“Oh fuck,” I groaned, coming right after him, clutching him close with my other hand as we trembled together. “Oh God, fuck…”

He peppered kisses along my chin and neck as we came down from the intense pleasure we’d made together until our heartbeats slowed and we caught our breath.

I slid my clean hand up the side of his head, twining my fingers into his hair and guiding his mouth to mine again. This time our kisses were sweet and unhurried as the spunk of our combined release cooled on our skin.

Finally, I pulled back and gazed into his unguarded eyes. “Do you think we have time for a shower?”

The grin lit up his face. “Yeah. My turn to clean you off, cowboy.” He looked so cute trying to channel Luke’s particular brand of insolence.

I smiled, barely recalling how this night had almost been ruined by Luke’s deception.

Chapter Fifteen

The sounds of showers running and men talking pulled me from a deep sleep the following morning. Noah was wrapped around me, but we’d put clean boxer briefs on after our shower, in deference to sharing a bunkhouse with so many other men.

“Where’s Luke?” Ben asked when he saw my eyes open.

“He’s not in his bunk?” I asked groggily.

“Nope. We didn’t see any of you three at the bonfire. Figured you were all getting your rocks off together back here. But Luke wasn’t here when we got back, and he isn’t here now.”

Brian poked his head out of the bathroom, a toothbrush in his hand. “He’s at the main house.”

“What? Since when does he get to sleep at the main house?” Callum shouted.

“Since he got in deep shit for misusing Adam’s bedroom,” Brian explained. “Adam’s keeping him at the house under watch for the day. Dude is in for some major punishments. And, uh, interesting times with Kamal, I’m sure.”

“Fuck. Kamal is going to be all over him,” Ben muttered.