Noah flipped the lid on the lube with one hand, letting it leak over his cock, before pulling his fingers free and pushing inside. His body shuddered, savoring the feel of Cooper’s tight hole, squeezing him.
“Harder. Give me more.” Cooper moaned.
His. Fucking. Pleasure.
Noah leaned forward, wrapping his arms under Cooper’s arms and pulling him tight against him. He hooked them together as he bent Cooper over the bed, no space between the two men.
“So tight…so fucking good.” He whispered in Coop’s ear before pulling out and slamming home again. Cooper’s whole body shook, rocked, and Noah made love to him with swift, hard thrusts.
The bed rattled, as he knocked against the bedside table, but he kept going, kept pumping into Coop. Each time he did, pleasure shot through him, higher and higher.
“Fuck…Noah…”
That just made him squeeze Cooper to him, tighter. Push deeper, fuck harder. Still with his arms hooked under Cooper’s, his hands gripped the other man’s shoulders, pushing him to meet Noah’s thrusts.
“Oh, shit. I’m gonna come.”
Noah let his hand drop, pressing tightly at the base of Cooper’s prick so he didn’t orgasm. “Not yet.”
He couldn’t stop the groan from passing his own lips when he pulled out. Noah flipped Cooper over easily, despite the fact that they were similar in size. As soon as he had his guy on his back, he thrust into him again, pushing Cooper’s legs back so he could watch as his erection disappear inside his lover.
“Fuck!” Cooper yelled, when Noah angled himself so he’d hit the other man’s prostate. Then, pulse after pulse of creamy, white fluid jutted out of Cooper’s dick, and landed on his chest. That was all it took for Noah’s orgasm to rock through him. He kept going, kept fucking as he filled the condom with his semen.
When his release took everything out of him, Noah, holding himself up with his hands flat on the bed, looked down into Coop’s blue eyes. “Wanted.” Breath. “To watch.” Another one. “You come.”
Then he lay down on top of Cooper’s who wrapped his legs around his waist.
“How am I supposed to make it a few days without that?”
Noah smiled into Cooper’s chest. Holy crap did he love this man.
CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
Cooper kept busy while Noah was gone. Between work and cleaning out space for some of Noah’s things, the few days his guy was gone passed quickly. He still felt like shit that Noah had had to go to California by himself but he’d make it up to him. In as many ways he could think of.
He wasn’t embarrassed to admit he missed Noah. He’d never been surer of anything in his life than he was of Noah Jameson. It didn’t matter that he was a man or that Cooper had never planned to settle down. Noah was his and he was Noah’s, and fuck anyone who had a problem with it.
That didn’t mean he wasn’t nervous to talk to his aunt and uncle. There was still that voice in the back of his head that made Cooper feel responsible for others, that felt the need not to let down the people he loved. And there was no doubt in his mind; that was exactly how Vernon would feel.
He wouldn’t understand it. He would see Cooper as weak and he would be let down. Because the way he’d see it, that wasn’t how he’d raised Coop. Vernon would think himself a failure, and after the way his uncle had taken him in, raised him and cared for him as best he could, Coop hated the idea of that being marred by being seen as a failure.
Which was why he’d waited until the day Noah was supposed to be home, to head to his uncle’s house. Or, maybe it was because he knew he’d need the other man when he was done.
When his cell rang, Cooper reached over and grabbed it from the passenger seat. Braden’s name lit up the screen. “What’s up, man?”
“Waitin’ on the phone number. You work your magic with your guy?”
Coop rolled his eyes. “I mentioned it to him once. What do I look like, your matchmaker? Why do you even want it so bad? You had a good time, and now it’s over, just how you’ve always liked it.”
Braden gave a humorless chuckle. “Did you see him? He’s gorgeous. And that was with his clothes on. You didn’t see—”
“—I’m thinking you should end it there.” Coop cut him off. “The last thing I want to do is hear about what went down with you and Wes.” Cooper knew it made him an ass, but he still wasn’t real fond of the man. He felt bad for his situation but he’d also wanted to fuck Noah. That was the part he had trouble getting over. “Holy shit. I still can’t believe I’m talking to you about men. What happened to my life?” Cooper laughed.