Benji choked. Then he adjusted, gazing up at Noah with tear-filled eyes as his throat relaxed around Noah’s length.
“Take it,” Noah said, thrusting faster. “Take everything I give you, baby.”
Benji gurgled. His hips twitched, then stilled so forcefully that Noah grinned. Noah had told him to sit there and take it, and Benji was taking it. He wasn’t even trying to rub off on Noah’s leg like he clearly wanted to.
Noah’s orgasm was approaching faster than usual. He blamed the look in Benji’s eyes, so trusting and reverent, even through his tears. He ran his thumb over Beni’s wet cheek, where a single tear was rolling down his face.
“So fucking amazing,” Noah managed. His hips stuttered, and he paused to grind himself deep in Benji’s throat before resuming his thrusts. “Gonna come in you, Benji. Are you gonna take it like a good boy?”
Benji moaned wetly.
Noah tensed and came, shoving as deep as he could go.
“Swallow,” he gasped, stars spangling in front of his eyes as Benji did just that. His knees wobbled, and he locked them as Benji swallowed load after load, spit and come dripping down his chin.
Finally, Noah pulled out, wiping at Benji’s chin with a shaky thumb.
“Perfect,” he told Benji. “Now say thank you.”
“Thank you,” Benji said instantly, his throat hoarse. Noah would have to get him some soothing honey before bed.
I’m going to take care of you, Noah thought.Gonna give you everything you want.
But it felt too close to the words he really wanted to say. Three little words he wasn’t sure Benji wanted to hear. At least, not yet.
“Good,” Noah said instead. “Now use my leg until you come.”
CHAPTER 21
Max glared at them from across the booth.
“If we’re getting kicked out of the hotel,” he declared, “I’m going to besopissed.”
Benji kicked him under the table, hitting Max’s backpack before he managed to catch Max’s leg. “We’re not getting kicked out. Eat your pizza.”
Max relented, picking up the pizza slice Benji had let him get when he promised it wouldn’t ruin his appetite for dinner. It was festooned with pineapple, which Benji was half-convinced he only got because Benji said it was disgusting.
Max looked over at Noah. “Are we still going on the walk-through at the testing warehouse? IpromiseI won’t touch anything. Even if it’s the coolest robot I’ve ever seen.”
“It’s still happening,” Noah assured him. “Everything’s locked in. Benji and I will pick you up after school on Wednesday.”
Max brightened. “Okay. What are we here for then?”
Benji threw up his hands. “Sometimes it’s just a meal! Why are you always so paranoid?”
Max waited, chewing stodgily through his disgusting pineapple pizza, which he’d only made worse by slathering in hot sauce.
Noah pressed his knee into Benji’s. Waiting for him. They’d agreed Benji should be the one to ask.
Benji cleared his throat. “So, uh, this isn’t a big deal or anything, but I was wondering if you’d be okay with us moving in with Noah.”
Max perked up. “Wait. Seriously?”
Benji shrugged. He didn’t know why he was so nervous. Max was already smiling. He’d been calling Benji an idiot for not moving in with him ever since they got kicked out of their apartment, and yet his heart was still racing.
Max started bouncing in his seat. “Holy shit! Can I get a workshop?”
“Since when do you need aworkshop?” Benji asked. “You’re not Tony Stark. You madeoneLego robotonetime?—”
