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Noah shifted the angle of his hips and electricity shot up Slater's spine. He clutched Noah's shoulder and groaned. "There."
"Yeah?" He hitched both of Slater's legs over his shoulders and the position allowed him to go even deeper. "So hot, so tight. So good. Damn it, Knoxie, so good."
Lost in sensations, gaze locked on Noah's face, Slater worked his cock. Soon, Noah's hand joined in, and together, they stroked him.
Then Noah froze above him. His hips pushed forward and his back arched and the hand covering Slater's cock squeezed. He groaned long and low as heat pulsed into the condom.
Noah's expression, clenched in passion, pushed Slater into his orgasm. He spilled over their hands, groaning. Noah's lips covered his mouth, devouring him, as his heartbeat raced and his spirit soared.
Noah kept kissing him, petting his chest, holding him close. Once their breathing returned to normal, he got up and dealt with the condom, and then brought a warm cloth over to clean them up. After tossing the washcloth into the bathroom, he hit the light, bathing the room in darkness, then climbed into the bed and snuggled against Slater's side.
With a contented sigh, Slater wrapped an arm around Noah and pulled him closer. As they kissed, Noah’s arm locked around his waist. They smiled at each other as shadows shifted around them.
It was so similar to the night they'd laid in his bed, but this time, Noah's words, his statement of wanting more, eased those earlier fears.
Could they really do this? Really have this? Slater wanted to believe it, but only time would tell.
CHAPTER TEN
Darkness greeted him when Noah opened his eyes. A warm, heavy blanket pressed against his left side. He blinked and shifted as the cobwebs of sleep fell away.
Not a blanket.
Slater.
He snuggled against the hard body, and glanced at the clock. Three o'clock in the morning was too early for him to be wide awake. His thoughts filled with what had happened hours earlier and how good it felt to be with Slater.
Slater rolled over and with a slow slide of fingers, his arm snaked across Noah's chest. His hot skin was like a brand. In the faint light streaming through the filmy curtains from the street lights, his face looked almost angelic in sleep, a far cry from the passionate, vibrant man. Noah drew a careful hand through the red hair, then kissed his forehead and snuggled closer and let sleep take him again.
When he next woke, faint rays of dawn streaked across the sky. He was lying on his stomach, with Slater's warmth pressed against his back. The soft kisses trailing along his shoulder let him know that Slater was awake too. He wiggled closer and sighed. "This is a nice way to wake up."
The kisses moved to his neck and Slater scraped his teeth over the sensitive spot he'd discovered last night. Noah groaned as pinpricks of desire danced along his skin.
Immediately hard, he leaned into Slater's lips and reached back to grasp his hip. Slater's fingers stroked down his back and then grazed over his ribs, and headed lower. Noah shifted his position so Slater could reach where Noah wanted him most. When his hand closed over Noah's cock, they both groaned, and Noah thrusted into the tight fist.
He grabbed the lube and a condom from the bedside table and passed them to Slater. More than anything, he wanted to feel Slater inside him.
A hand skated over the globes of his ass. "You want me here?"
Grasping hold of the pillow, he moaned. "Please. Now."
Lube dripped onto his rear, then Slater's fingers circled his rim and slowly eased inside him. More kisses met his upper back, and Slater undulated against him, gliding his hard cock along Noah's crease.
He bent his top leg, opening himself as Slater's cock lined up and pulsed against his entrance. Slater's breath caught and he laid his hand over Noah's on the mattress. Intertwining their fingers, he eased inside. The sensation was huge, hot, and Noah wanted more. He held tight to Slater’s hand and pressed back. Breath caught in his lungs as Slater filled him. He tilted his head back, leaning into Slater's shoulder.
Slater's breath at his ear, the pants, the murmured curses, the gasps, all drove his need higher.
They rocked together and his cock rubbed the mattress with every roll of his hips. Between the friction at his front and the heat and fullness of Slater, his orgasm hit, obliterating his senses. He squeezed around Slater, lost in pleasure as Slater’s thrusts grew wild. Clutching his shoulder, Slater came, gasping Noah’s name.
Slater collapsed onto him. Panting and sleepy, Noah turned his head for a kiss. Slater captured his lips and gently stroked his back. As Noah drifted, he had a vague sensation of Slater cleaning them up, and then gathering Noah into his arms. Safe and secure, he surrendered to sleep.
The sun was brighter, shining on his face, when he next woke. Draped across Slater, with his head on the lightly furred chest, he stretched under the strong, capable hand massaging the back of his neck.
He lifted his head and Slater smiled at him. "Morning."
"Morning." His rumbling stomach interrupted the quiet.
Slater chuckled and slid his hand into Noah's hair, continuing the massage. "I was planning on ordering room service once you woke up."
