Page 68 of If I Were To Die


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He was a bit ashamed of the filthy things he had been thinking a couple of hours earlier, but they were piling up, fighting to come to the conscious side of his brain again.

Noah drank some water and tossed some blackberries in his mouth. It was stupid. Zach wouldn’t care if he knew. On the contrary, he would probably use it to his advantage. But now that the effects of the drug were wearing off and Noah was more aware of his surroundings, he was feeling insecure. It had been too long since he’d kissed, jerked, or sucked anyone. He had never actually fucked, for fuck’s sake! Wasn’t even sure he knew how to flirt. With Kaj... it all had flowed naturally. Where would he start now?

“This part is so gross,” Zach commented as they reached the sin of sloth scene.

“Uh... ehm, yeah.” Noah blinked several times, trying to clear the fog clouding his mind.

Zach frowned, scrutinizing Noah’s face. “You good?”

“Mm-hmm. Just a little weird. Never tried Molly before.”

Zach chuckled. “It’s definitely a trip. The first time I took one full pill, I was hallucinating for a bit, nothing wild, but the perception of myself belonged in some fucked up Alice in Wonderland dimension.”

“How so?”

“In my head, I pictured and fucking felt my entire body moving and separating in bubbles. Like those lava lamps, you know? But it was so good, somehow.”

“What the fuck?” Noah laughed.

“I know, right?” Zach grinned. “I spent most of the night hugging everyone around me, too.”

“Done that. Yeah.”

Zach’s eyes narrowed slightly, darkening with an intensity he’d never seen before. “And I was horny as fuck.”

Noah swallowed.

“The sex was mind-blowing, like swimming in a pool of warm orgasmic water.”

Noah remained silent, looking at him. He was being dragged somewhere unknown, and while a part of him was afraid that unraveling the mystery would ruin the fantasies, the other was more than ready to jump. It wasn’t the first time Noah felt the air in the room thicken when they were together. But tonight, electricity sparked, rattling his insides when his eyes flicked to his friend’s mouth.

He wanted Zach to touch him.

He was dying to touch him back.

Heneededhis lips all over him.

On his own. On his neck. His chest. His abdomen. On his dick.

As if he’d read his mind, Zach leaned in slowly. Noah’s eardrums were about to explode. Everything in him was buzzing. But instead of getting what he was craving, Zach offered a crooked grin and moved away.

Noah was so confused when his friend took the folding bed table and placed it on the floor, that he didn’t see it coming the moment Zach straddled his lap and smashed their mouths together. He stiffened, looking at Zach wide-eyed as his tongue grazed over his lips and authoritative hands held his face inplace. Panic flooded his system for a fraction of a second. But then, when his brain finally received the correct signals, he surrendered.

Opening his mouth, their tongues brushed against each other, rolling in perfect sync. Noah raised his palms from Zach’s thighs and weaved greedy fingers through his silky hair. He loved how enthusiastic, shameless, and fierce Zach was. His warm, firm body. The way his stubble scraped his skin as they tilted their heads. How he wasn’t afraid to take what he wanted without an ounce of vacillation. It was exhilarating to be desired with such raw passion.

However, it was different than he expected it to be.

Noah had never been kissed by anyone other than Kaj. They’d been quite clumsy at first, but time and intimacy had allowed them to master this art. It used to be so full of emotions, sensuality, and a deep-rooted appetite that Noah always ended up breathless. With Zach, though, his heart was drumming in his chest and his skin tingling with lust, but he was calm. Calmer than he had ever imagined he’d be. And it wasn’t because this man wasn’t skillful. Damn, he was an amazing kisser, and the way his hips were grinding on Noah’s lap, loud about what he wanted to do with the rock-hard cock throbbing between them, had Noah melting under him.

But, apparently, tonight wasn’t the night. As horny as he was, as bad as he needed a release, his dick was being stubborn and wouldn’t get fully erect.

“Zach…” Noah panted, pulling away slightly. “I-I can’t do this.”

“What do you mean?” Concern filled those beautiful hazel eyes.

“I have no idea what’s wrong with me. I fucking want this. Been thinking about you all night. But my cock isn’t, you know… cooperating right now,” he said, lowering his gaze as hishands gripped the front of Zach’s long-sleeved tee. He was so frustrated.

“That’s all?”