He rushed to my side and caught my mouth in a searing kiss. Our tongues dueled for supremacy until we were both stripped naked. He was taller than me and broad, his cock beautiful and straight, beckoning me. I licked a path down his chest, my tongue swirling around his nipple. What he lacked in experience, he made up for with vigor. He tugged on my cock, his large hand enveloping me in a sheath of gratification. I drew his nipple into my mouth, released it, and returned to suckling him with greater intensity. He pumped my cock with a sure hand and moaned, the sound reverberating in his chest. I continued to kiss my way down his torso, exploring the indentation of his stomach, lean and muscled.
I glanced up at him, pleased by the way his chest and neck were flushed. The earthy scent of him was intoxicating. His cock in my hand, I used my tongue to trace a path from his ballocks to the crown, inhaling his desire. The skin was tight over his cheekbones, and hooded eyes never left my face. He threaded his fingers through my hair as I knelt before him, his expression intense and focused on my actions. I took him into my mouth, allowing my tongue to swirl over the sensitive nerves. Affection for him bloomed inside my chest. He was a giving man with a generous heart. His grip strengthened, his leg muscles contracting. I relaxed my throat, lips tight against his shaft, working his member. The veins in his forehead popped, and thetendons of his neck stood out. I was unable to keep my eyes off his sheened face.
“I want to spunk so badly,” he said on a harsh laugh, his torso glistening with moisture from his efforts to hold back. The room was cool, but inside, the fire burned brighter for this sensual man.
I pulled back and licked a finger. “Oh no, my friend, you must wait.” I allowed my hand to drift between his buttocks, my fingers seeking his snug arse. With his cock back in my mouth, I continued to pleasure him.
“You are a cruel man.” He stiffened at my exploration until my fingertip gained entry. His grip tightened, hips pumping into my mouth. “Noah, I wish to reciprocate.”
The breathy request sent a smile to my lips. I would be a fool to turn down his generous offer, and with one last lick, I released his cock. He lay down on the floor as I grabbed the condom and oil from my jacket and joined him. After nights of wondering what might have been, I was about to find out.
Chapter Seventeen
Lord Oliver, Duke of Hayesford
My control was slipping, and we were just beginning. Noah was more than adept at cock-sucking, and it was all I could do to maintain any semblance of sanity. Since spying on the groomsman, I had dreamed about what this might be like. Nothing in my imagination lived up to the reality.
“Now it is my turn, my friend.” I pulled him down onto the thick carpet to lie next to me, shifting around until my mouth drifted along the smooth skin of his hips. Never in my life had I been allowed to explore another man’s naked body. I raked his body with my eyes, taking in the dark hair on his legs and the triangle surrounding his cock. My pulse continued to pound in a steady clip. I grabbed his hard length, the feel of him in my hand a boon to my mounting need. Noah was a dream come true. Lifting his member high, I began to lick my way around the circumference. “My turn to take you into my mouth and hear you moan my name.”
“Indeed, you are a quick learner, and I wish you luck in your endeavor, Oliver.” Hot lips settled on the head of my cock, and I watched the way his eyes glistened as he took me deeper into the silky depths of his mouth. His dark hair was tousled, his lips rosy from pleasuring me. I wanted to drive hard into his mouth and spunk, but I wanted to prolong the experience at the same time.
“I have a very tempting teacher,” I said on a groan. Noah’s body was trim, his legs long with muscles. Sensuality brightened eyes that were locked with mine. I drew his cock deeper into my throat, the intoxicating musk of his need addicting. The way he increased the pressure on my own cock, gave me confidence that I was moving in the right direction. When he had first suggested the tryst, I had been uncertain. More than my heart was at risk. I was glad I pushed through my hesitancy and followed my passions. Guilt over the affair still lingered below the surface. I was engaged to Amelia, and here I was, sucking his cock.
I felt the tremble go through him, a flush encompassing his neck and chest. Fluid leaked onto my tongue, his earthy flavor branding itself in my memories. I had imagined what it would be like to be with a man, but my time with Noah thus far exceeded my expectations. I drew my tongue over the head of his cock, aching to bring him the same pleasure he had brought me.
“I want you to bugger me.” Noah released my cock and sat up, a condom in hand. Raw need sprang from him, speaking to my baser side.
“You want me to bugger you?” I wanted to say yes more than I wanted air, and yet the word stuck in my throat. He knew of my shame about the doxy and hadn’t judged me. He was a man, and I desired men; thus there shouldn’t have been any hesitation on my part. Except there was. “If, um, if that is what you wish.”
A frown marred his brow, and he cupped my cheek, staring deep into my eyes. “I thought it was what you wanted, but if you’ve changed your mind, we can continue on with our earlier play.”
“You misunderstand.” I turned my head and kissed his palm, forcing myself to articulate my concerns. My feelings for him were intensifying, and I feared performing such an intimate act would bring me closer to the point of no return. I gave myself a mental shake, aware he was watching me. We were having anaffair, a physical release, and I would do my best to remember that. No softer emotions were involved; Noah had been blatantly clear about that. “I would consider it an honor. As you say, this is new to me; thus, I beg you to have patience with me. I assure you, it isn’t personal.”
“I understand and will do my best not to rush you.” With nimble fingers, he slipped the condom on me and used a generous amount of oil to slick my cock, his eyes almost onyx with need. “But it will be hard to resist when your cock is deep into my arse.”
“If you keep pumping my cock as you are, I might not make it that far.” The pressure of his fingers was making it impossible to think. I had to succeed at this buggering for my peace of mind.
Noah released my length, and palm against my shoulder, pushed me down. A sensuous smile curved his mouth as he straddled my hips. He was stunningly virile, unafraid to follow where his desire led. I couldn’t tear my gaze away from him. He leaned across my torso, kissing his way along my collarbone. In the weeks since we’d begun to spend more time together, I imagined touching him in such a manner, and here he was, a flesh and blood man, alive beneath my fingertips. I grabbed his arse, my cock eager to breach his center. He curved his back, sucking on my nipple as he slowly took me inside. His snugness was almost too much, and I gripped his thighs, willing myself to remain in control. “You are incredibly tight,” I said.
“Yes, I know, thus you need to resist the temptation to spunk,” he said, rocking his hips into my thrusts. His leaking cock rested between us. “When you are with Amelia, you must bring her pleasure before you find it yourself.”
The sound of her name jarred me, and I frowned at him, unsure why he chose to mention her at such a critical time. Unless he was in love with her, or he was trying to remind me of our agreement not to become too emotionally invested in ouraffair. I considered confronting him about the subject, but any questions could lead to a falling out. He and I were nude and both highly aroused. I didn’t wish to ruin the moment. Later, I would breach the subject.
“I wish to kiss you.” I used one arm to lift my torso off the floor while I clasped his cock with my other hand, thumbing the smooth head damp with his need. He met my lips halfway, my mouth skimming over his parted one in a lingering kiss, only to return for another. I could kiss him all night and never tire of it.
