Noah came up behind him and slid his arms around Benji’s torso. “Paris. Rome. Italy. What do you think?”
Benji blinked. He’d barely traveled out of state. “Rome? You want to go toRome?”
“Sure.” Noah kissed his neck. “Max can come along. They haveverygood pizza there. Might even let him put hot sauce on it.”
Benji thought about it. As of yesterday, both he and Max were on summer break. They could go to Rome forweeks.
He twisted in Noah’s arms to face him. “What about your job? You’re getting made CEO, you can’t just run off on a holiday.”
“I haven’t taken a real holiday in years. I’m overdue.” Noah kissed him, long and lingering. He slid his fingers under the shirt collar Benji had just fixed, running along Benji’s protruding collarbone.
Benji shivered. He’d been stressing about the exhibition all day. But it was hard to worry too much when Noah was reaching inside his shirt, tracing his bare chest.
“Stop worrying,” Noah said, as if reading his damn mind. “Your shoulders have been up to your ears all day. Everything’s going to be fine.”
He gave Benji another kiss and started retreating from his shirt. Benji caught his wrists. They’d just gotten dressed, but thiswas the first time today that Benji didn’t feel like he was coming out of his skin.
Noah’s caramel eyes glinted. “What is it, baby? Want me to get those nerves out of your pretty little head?”
Benji melted gratefully into him. Max was over at JJ’s place for the night, trying to hack his parents’ new smart fridge. They didn’t need to worry about Max pounding on the door, asking where the remote was.
“Gotta be quick,” Benji gasped as Noah unbuttoned his slacks. “Need to leave soon.”
Noah hummed against his neck. “Can’t wait to see what you made.”
“Thought you were supposed to get meoutof my head,” Benji reminded him.
Then he yelped. Noah had slid his hand under his thighs and picked him up, dropping him unceremoniously on the bed.
“Shame I won’t get to take my time,” Noah said, holding him down with a hand in the middle of Benji’s chest. “I do love to drag this out.”
“I know,” Benji said. He was helpless to stop the excited grin that spread over his face. His anxiety was already fading. The exhibition didn’t matter, Michael’s machinations didn’t matter, nothing mattered except the heady weight of Noah holding him down and reaching into his boxers.
Benji moaned, his hips bucking up into his grip.
Noah dropped their hips together, holding him still. “Don’t move. Just take it.”
Benji whined. Noah’s hand was agonizingly slow, smearing over the head just the way he liked. Even if they didn’t have time to get naked, Noah was going to drag it out alittle.
“More,” Benji begged. “C’mon, please.”
Noah leaned down, sucking a delightfully painful mark into Benji’s exposed collarbone.
“I told you to lie there and take it,” Noah reminded him. “You don’t get a choice here, remember? Just let it happen.”
“Fuck.” Benji squirmed, trying to stop himself the whole time. Noah had said to be still. To take it. Benji could take it. Helovedto take it. There was nothing he loved more than lying underneath Noah and taking whatever he dished out, taking all of him, more than he thought he could handle. Noah was so good to him, holding him down and staring into his eyes as he jerked him.
“So wet for me,” Noah said, spreading precum down his shaft. “So desperate. I’ve barely touched you.”
It should be embarrassing, Benji thought distantly. HoweasyBenji was for him. How it only took a word, a touch, for Noah to make his brain shut off. But it was hard to care with the blissful ease that clouded Benji’s head, narrowing the world into Noah on top of him.
Noah paused at the top of his cock, rubbing the head torturously slow. “Want me to go faster, honey?”
“Yeah,” Benji panted. “Yeah,please.”
“Good boy. Already begging.” Noah kissed him, messy and wet. “I’ll give you my cock later, after we get back. Would you like that?”
“Yes.” Benji keened, still squirming, still trying to buck up. Trying to stop himself. It didn’t matter; Noah was holding him down so well.Makinghim be good.
