“Now?” Noah’s smile was soft. He’d seemed more settled every day since the accident, as if he were finally allowing himself to believe Luke was here to stay. Luke had no delusions it would be smooth sailing as they settled into building their life together, but he knew that would be easier if they were all under one roof. “Now I know that letting you in—letting us love each other—makes me a better father. A better person. You make us both so happy, Luke. Like we’re finally complete.”
“I love you.” The words came easily now, natural as breathing. “Both of you. So much it scares me sometimes. But the good kind of scared, you know? The kind that makes you want to be better, to build something lasting.”
“Speaking of building…” Noah gestured at the kitchen around them. “Think we’ll ever actually finish renovating this place?”
Luke pretended to consider it, enjoying Noah’s body pressed against his. “Maybe. But I kind of like the idea of working on it together. Building our home piece by piece, room by room. Besides,” he added with a grin, “gives me an excuse to keep teaching Eli about tools.”
Noah’s laugh was bright in the quiet kitchen. “I’m pretty sure that tree house you two are planning will end up being a full-scale mansion if I don’t rein you in.”
“Only the best for our boy.” The words slipped out naturally, but Luke felt Noah still against him. “I mean?—”
“Our boy.” Noah’s voice was thick with emotion. “I like the sound of that.”
Luke’s heart raced as Noah leaned in, capturing his lips in a kiss that held promises of forever. When they broke apart, Noah rested his forehead against Luke’s, sharing breath in the space between them.
“Noah,” Luke whined. He didn’t care that he sounded desperate. He was. It had been far too long since he’d come, and sleeping next to his beautiful man every night was killing him. He scooted his butt to the edge of the cushion.
“Did you need something?” Luke glared at him, and Noah’s chuckle turned to a hearty laugh. “Man, you’re getting the petulant thing down to an art.”
“That’s because my dick’s been hard every night just sleeping next to you, and you won’t do anything about it,” he complained, lifting his ass up enough to shove down the waistband of hisshorts. It wasn’t easy trying to get undressed while sitting, hard, and one-handed, but he was a man on a mission. “I seem to remember someone promising he’d take care of that problem once I wasn’t relying on the strong meds.”
Noah hummed, rubbing his chin. “Hmm, I do remember something about that.” Instead of teasing him more, Noah curled his fingers around the top of Luke’s shorts, pulling them down. “I figured we’d wait until we could do this a bit more comfortably and take our time.”
“Fuck taking our time.” Luke was getting impatient. He didn’t care if it was his hands or mouth. Luke needed to feel Noah around his throbbing dick. “You’ve denied me long enough that I’ll probably blow as soon as you touch me.”
After tossing Luke’s shorts aside, Noah started kissing his way up Luke’s calf. Luke spread his legs wider, reaching between his legs. If Noah wasn’t going to give him attention, he’d do it himself. Noah looked up at him, narrowing his eyes. “If you keep doing that, you’re going to come before I get there. Let me do this my way?”
When he put it that way, how could Luke refuse? He tucked his good hand under his thigh and allowed his head to fall to the back cushion of the couch. There was no way he could watch what Noah was doing to him without losing it.
Noah continued what could only be called his worship of Luke’s body. His hands moved higher on his legs, thumbs tracing the sensitive flesh of his inner thighs. Luke squirmed, needy but terrified Noah would stop if he pushed him to go faster.
Noah’s touch was gentle, sending shivers of anticipation up Luke’s spine. He could feel Noah’s breath ghosting over his skin,the warmth igniting a trail of goosebumps in its wake. When Noah finally reached the apex of his thighs, he paused. Luke bit his bottom lip to keep from begging again, knowing Noah was determined to draw this out.
Noah’s fingers trailed lightly over his balls, cupping them gently before moving up to wrap around the base of his cock. Luke let out a shuddering breath, his body tense with the effort of holding back. Noah’s grip was firm, providing a delicious contrast to the softness of his lips as they brushed against the sensitive skin of Luke’s inner thigh.
“Noah,” Luke whispered, his voice ragged with desire. “Please.”
Noah looked up, his eyes meeting Luke’s in a gaze filled with heat and affection. “Patience,” he murmured, his breath hot on Luke’s skin.
Luke groaned, his good hand gripping the couch cushion tightly as he fought to control his body’s response. Noah’s thumb circled the head of his cock, spreading the precum that had gathered there, sending a jolt of pleasure through him.
Finally, Noah leaned in, his lips parting as he took the head of Luke’s cock into his mouth. Luke let out a harsh breath, his body tense with the effort of staying still. Noah’s tongue swirled around the sensitive flesh, teasing the slit before taking him deeper. The warmth of his mouth was almost unbearable, the wet heat enveloping him completely.
Noah’s head bobbed slowly, his lips and tongue working in tandem to drive Luke wild. He could feel every sensation intensely, the pleasure building with each movement. When Noah’s hand began to stroke in time with his mouth, Luke knew he wouldn’t last long.
“Noah,” he gasped, his good hand reaching down to tangle in Noah’s hair. “Close. So close.”
Noah hummed in response, the vibration sending a shockwave of pleasure through Luke. He could feel the tension building in his spine, the telltale sign of his impending orgasm. Noah’s movements became more urgent, his hand stroking faster as his mouth worked its magic.
“Oh god,” Luke moaned, his hips lifting slightly off the couch. “Noah, I’m?—”
His words were cut off by a sudden surge of pleasure, his body convulsing as he came hard. Noah swallowed around him, taking everything he had to give. Luke’s hand tightened in Noah’s hair, holding him in place as he rode out the waves of his orgasm.
As the intensity faded, Luke’s body relaxed, his hand falling away from Noah’s hair. Noah pulled back slowly, his lips glistening with the remnants of Luke’s release. He looked up at Luke, a satisfied smile on his face.
“Worth the wait?” Noah asked, his voice low and sultry.
Luke let out a contented sigh, his body feeling languid and relaxed. “Perfect,” he murmured. “Absolutely perfect.”
