“Noah, fuck. Please,” he gasped. “I can’t do this much longer.”
Heat rocketed through Noah’s core at his plea. He sped up his hand, baring down on that spot inside. Adam startedswearing, just chanting, “Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck,” over and over again.
Watching him fall apart was the sexiest thing Noah had ever seen. He felt him come from the inside, the heat spasming around him as he clenched down on his fingers, his cock pulsing in his hands as he painted the comforter below.
Noah waited until Adam stopped shaking before he released him, pulling his fingers free then grabbing the wet wipes from the drawer, wiping the lube from his hands before cleaning Adam up. He’d just tossed them into the trash can beside the bed when Adam pounced, pinning him to the mattress, his mouth closing over his.
He swallowed Noah’s noise of surprise, thrusting his tongue past his lips. Noah melted into it, his whole body going lax. Adam obviously had something to prove. He didn’t bother to remove Noah’s sweats, just plunged his hand past his waistband, gripping him in his hot hand.
Noah moaned into his mouth, hips jerking as Adam worked him roughly with only his own precum as lube. “Adam,” Noah gasped against his lips. “Hurts.”
“Good.”
Noah whined, the pleasure/pain of Adam’s grip making his head spin. Adam pulled back, staring down at him intently as he jerked him off, watching his face like he just had to see him fall apart beneath him.
“Not gonna last.”
“I know you’re not,” Adam said, dipping his head to lick into his mouth before pulling back. “You look so wrecked and you were doing all the work. Does getting me off getyou this excited?”
“You know it does,” Noah said, voice shaking as pleasure sparked up his spine, that familiar tightness growing in his belly. “You look so hot when you come. You make the hottest soun?—”
Adam captured his mouth again, thumb swiping over the head of his cock. Noah cried out into his mouth, thrusting into his hand. “Gonna come,” he said against his lips, working himself into Adam’s dry hand.
“Do it then,” Adam taunted, biting Noah’s lower lip painfully.
That was what pushed him over the edge, his orgasm ripping through him as his release spilled over Adam’s fist. He heard himself cry out, felt the pleasure pulsing through him as he stared up at Adam who watched him with an intensity that had his insides clenching.
He closed his eyes, catching his breath. Adam released him, then collapsed beside him. The mattress dipped and settled, the room quiet except for the hum of the heater and the distant howl of wind outside. When he managed to pry his eyelids open a second time, Adam was watching him again.
“Are you okay?” Noah asked.
“Me? You’re the one who just came so hard you screamed.”
Noah frowned. “I did not.”
“No? Then why are all our dogs staring at us from the doorway?” Adam countered, nodding toward the door.
Noah followed his gaze. The four stood shoulder to shoulder, heads tilted, judging them silently. Like a very disappointed panel of elders.
“Maybe they’re hungry,” Noah muttered. “Besides, you were into it. Don’t act like you weren’t. I felt how hard you came.”
“Iwasinto it. Very into it. It was hot,” Adam said. “Just… don’t get used to it. I prefer you underneath me.”
“Oh, I know. You make your wants very clear,” Noah said, ducking under Adam’s arm when he lifted it, a silent invitation to curl closer. Noah fit there easily, like he always did, his head against Adam’s chest, Adam’s arm heavy and warm around him.
“We are gonna be so late,” Noah said around a sigh.
“So what?” Adam said. “All we’re gonna miss is the ankle-biters ankle-biting, Dad letting them run wild, Aiden watching Dad while he lets them run wild, Calliope and Lola bickering, Jericho eye-fucking Atticus in front of all of us. Mac and Archer talking about their latest vacation… and August and Lucas worrying about when Cricket’s gonna pop.”
Noah snorted despite himself. “That’s disturbingly accurate.”
“I’m observant,” Adam said smugly.
Noah shook his head, fingers idly tracing circles over Adam’s ribs. “I can’t believe she’s five days late. I don’t know how she does all the shit she does with that giant belly. If I could get pregnant, I would lie on the couch all day and force you to fan me and feed me grapes.”
“Ifyoucould get pregnant, we’d need a bigger house,” Adam said, his voice dropping into a sudden low rasp.
Noah smiled faintly, then hesitated. “You love the idea of knocking me up,” he said carefully, “but I doubt you’d like being a dad.”
