Whimpering, David kissed Nate’s oil-damp chest, letting his wet tongue follow the curve of Nate’s breast until his mouth covered one taut nipple. As he kissed and sucked, his hand wandered to the other, caressing it with the oily pad of his thumb. Nate’s moans were low, rumbling purrs, which sent hot stabs of desire coursing through David’s body. “Oh, god, Nate, the taste of your skin! Even with the oil, I can taste you…you.” His hand dipped lower, slicking Nate’s belly with the sweetly scented oil before moving past the down-soft curls to the bulging erection below.
Nate gasped as David’s strong fingers gripped the firm flesh, stroking it again and again as his lips crushed down on Nate’s mouth, kissing him with a hungry urgency that left them both gasping. David drew in a sobbing breath, his lips devouring Nate’s, feeding on the sweet essence of his mouth, his hand moving slowly, stroking again and again until his husband cried out in need.
“David,” he gasped, clutching David’s shoulders. “Please…. oh, oh, yeah—yes, please! Now!”
David unstopped the vial and spilled more of the aromatic oil into his hand. One finger then moved to wetly caress and enter the opening to Nate’s body, feeling Nate’s hips buck in response. He dipped his head and covered the top of Nate’s erection, his tongue gently caressing the taut, silken skin, licking away the drops of Nate’s essence that wet the tip.
He slid his mouth up and down the length of Nate’s cock, savoring the sweet taste, loving the sounds of Nate’s cries and the convulsive bucking of his hips. He again slicked the entrance to Nate’s body, and then his own hardness, with the sweet lavender oil, then slowly kissed his way up the length of Nate’s skin while easing himself inside him, hearing Nate’s breath become a harsh, uneven rasp. He leaned against his arms, moaning as he thrust harder until they joined completely in a hot glide of nakedness against nakedness.
Nate’s arms locked around David’s neck. “Kiss me, Davy, kiss me.” His lips were parted, pulsing with the inflow of warm, sensual blood. His eyes smoldered into David’s: urgent, demanding.
David reclaimed his mouth, his tongue seeking, sliding against Nate's. “I'll never get enough,” he moaned. “Never get enough of you.”
“Oh, god, David,” Nate moaned. “Jesus… I don't want to lose this feeling. Don't stop, don't ever stop…”
David thrust harder, groaning in blissful agony. His hips moved uncontrollably, faster… faster. He felt himself slipping away, surrendering to the feelings that consumed his body until he was lost completely. His eyes closed, shutting out everything except the feeling of Nate's body straining against his own. Merging them into one being… one soul.
David moaned, and, overwhelmed by aching need, he plunged more deeply into Nate’s heated core, hearing Nate’s cry of joyful pleasure as if from a dim distance. He withdrew slightly, then thrust again, filling Nate completely, jolting their bodies with the force of his passion. Again and again, he surged forward, increasing the tempo of his thrusts as Nate’s body rose to meet his own.
Crying out with every motion, aware of nothing except his sense of complete unity with the one he loved, David felt his climax building, consuming his every pore, his mind and body dissolving into molten desire. He reached and gripped Nate’s swollen member in his fist, pumping it in perfect rhythm with the motion of his hips, then drove into Nate, grinding against his body as they both came in an explosion of ecstasy.
Holding each other close, their eyes drifted shut, lost in the sweet bliss of their union, their heads filled with the scent of each other’s bodies and the pungent aroma of lavender.
CHAPTERFOUR
GLACIER DAY
Joshua awoke the following morning to the sound of someone pounding on the door separating the two staterooms. “Josh!” Nate bellowed. “Wake up! We’re in Alaska!”
“Jesus H. Christ,” Colin grumbled, covering his head with a pillow. “Shut him up, will you? I’m trying to sleep.”
“Get up!” Nate yelled again. “It’s glacier day!”
Joshua snickered and pressed a kiss to Colin’s bare shoulder. “Better get up, babe.” He kissed his way across Colin’s back, sliding his lips against his husband’s smooth skin, then whispered against his ear: “It’sglacierday!”
“Big fucking whoop.”
Joshua nestled against Colin’s back and closed his eyes, savoring the warmth of his husband’s skin. But then Nate’s voice rang out from the other side of the door, making him jump.
“Getup, you two!”
“Oh,goddammit!” Colin moaned, then pulled himself upright and turned to peer at Joshua, who had flopped onto his back and was staring at the ceiling. “Glacierday?”
Joshua nodded. “Glacier day.”
Colin spun on the bed and sprawled on his husband, licking and nibbling his neck as Joshua laughed. “Fuck glacier day!” Colin mumbled, devouring Joshua’s neck. “I have better things to do.”
“Nottoday,you don’t,” Joshua replied, then he captured Colin’s face between his palms. “Time to get up, my love. Alaska awaits.”
Colin scowled and kissed him, then scrabbled over him and out of bed just as another barrage of pounding sounded on the door. “Goddammit,” Colin muttered again, then - still naked - he strode to the door and jerked it open to find Nate fully dressed and waving a cinnamon roll in his face.
“Breakfast!” Nate chirped, then looked Colin up and down. “Ewwww! It’s too damned early to see your dangling dick!”
Colin yanked the roll from Nate’s hand and slammed the door in his face while Joshua bent over laughing.
“I’ll shower first,” Joshua told him. “You eat your roll.”
Colin donned a set of sweats and reopened the adjoining door. Spotting David and Nate on the balcony, he called: “Are we there yet?”
