He turned. Cooper was rubbing the back of his head, his arm bent, those shorts riding so low, making Noah want to trace the spot where they met his skin with his tongue.
“You don’t let anyone drive your truck.” He wasn’t sure why those were the words to come out.
“I said I didn’t trust anyone enough to let them drive her. Maybe I do, now.” Coop dropped his arm.
So many damn questions exploded inside Noah. What did this mean? Was Cooper saying he didn’t want him to go? All he knew was this; what Coop had done, took a lot of thought. It was putting himself out there, and he’d done it for Noah.
Noah didn’t reply. Couldn’t. He just stared at Cooper as Coop did the same to him. His whole body buzzed with need. Want. Desire. And that stupid fucking emotion he didn’t want to name.
“This counter is pretty long. I figured you’d need a lot of space.” Cooper walked over to tabletop he spoke of. “Maybe, put the other cabinet above? I’m sure you’re going to need a whole hell of a lot more shit, but that’s on you. I already worked my ass off enough.” Cooper laughed. Noah wasn’t laughing. He was heading straight for Cooper.
Holding Coop’s face in his hands, Noah slammed his mouth down on his. His mouth opened as Noah’s tongue took over. The kiss was fast. Hard. Noah’s body was stiff with overwhelming need. “Christ, what you do to me, Coop. Do you have any fucking idea?”
“I have to ask you the same question.”
Noah smiled at that, liking the idea that they were in this together. “Turn around.” He told Cooper, while at the same time, pushing the other man to do as he said. Coop went easily. Noah wrapped his arms around him, hugging his bare chest, pushing his chest to Cooper’s back.
“I want you all the time.” He bit the muscle where Coop’s neck met his shoulder. “I let you inside me. Fuck, I like you there.” He kissed the red mark from his teeth before moving to the other side. He ran his hands up and down Cooper’s chest, feeling and pushing him tighter and tighter against himself.
“None of my rules matter with you. I want to burn anything to the ground that keeps me from having you.” His teeth dug into Cooper’s skin again.
“Ah, fuck. That feels so good. Everything you do to me, feels so fucking good.”
And Noah wanted more.
He dropped to his knees behind Cooper. Rubbed his cheek against the other man’s ass. “Let me make you feel good, baby. I promise you’ll like it.” He palmed one of Cooper’s cheeks. “Let me taste you here.”
And then he prayed like hell, Cooper told him yes.
***
Coop’s nails dug into the wood beneath his hand. His body froze up, stiffened.
But it was in there too… He felt it. That low buzz of energy and desire, that was curious about what Noah asked. He felt it dig its way to the surface as Noah squeezed his ass again.
“We’ll start with my tongue. And that’s all if you want. I won’t try to fuck you. Not yet.”
Coop’s knees actually buckled, his grip on the counter and Noah’s hands what held him up. He wanted this. Holy shit did he fucking want this.
“Yes.”
“Thank God.” Noah chuckled but his hands were already moving. He pulled Cooper’s shorts, and boxer-briefs off. He slapped his hand down on Coop’s skin, before kneading. “You have such a hot ass.” One of Noah’s hands slid in front of him, and wrapped around his dick. “You’re hard for me. You want this. Tell me you really fucking want it, Coop.”
He ached. Looking down Coop saw pre-come leaking from his slit. He thrust his hips, so Noah stroked him. “I want it. I so fucking want it, Noah.”
He growled when Noah let go of his cock.
“Gimme a second, baby. I’m not leaving you hanging. You’re going to like this just as much.”
As if it had a mind of it’s own, Coop pushed his ass out and toward Noah.
“Bend over the counter a little, okay? And spread your legs for me.”
Cooper did as Noah said. He felt both Noah’s hands on his ass again before he spread the cheeks wide.
Coop seized up at this, his body flushed. Noah was looking at his asshole—a part of him he never thought anyone would see. He moved his feet, ready to pull away but then Noah spoke. “Don’t. Don’t be embarrassed. You are so fucking sexy there.”
He flinched when one of Noah’s fingers brushed over his hole. He didn’t have time for anything else before a wet, tongue took the place of the finger.
