Take What You Want (14 page)

“
Rand,
Baker, and possibly Walcott,” Wheland said. “You cool
with that?”

“
You're
bringing the whole fucking band?” Alex complained.

“
They
wanted to come,” Wheland said. “Is that a problem?”

Alex rubbed at his face.
“Honestly, I was hoping to get a longer break from everyone.”

“
Does
that include me, too?”

“
Don't
be a douche,” Alex said. “Get your ass out here, and if
you must, bring the others.”

“
All
right,” Wheland said. “I'll call when we get there.”

“
Yeah.
Yeah. Whatever,” Alex said. He caught the movement behind
him and turned to see Chase rising from the lounge chair. Alex found
Chase's naked form mesmerizing, then he realized Chase was bending
over to reach for his bathing suit to cover up. Alex swore under his
breath. He wanted to stay in the beautiful state of nakedness they
were in before the phone call brought everything to a crashing halt.

“
Wheland,
you're really fucking up my night here,” Alex said. “Call
me when you land on the island and I'll come get you.”

Alex ended the call and
tossed the phone back onto the table, then walked over to Chase.
“Leaving so soon?” Alex asked.

“
Sounds
like you're busy,” Chase said, “And I don't want to
interrupt.”

Alex
stepped closer. He saw the panic masking Chase's eyes and didn't
want him to run from what was happening between them. He knew Chase
wanted this as badly as he did, but feared if Chase left now, he'd
reconsider his actions and Alex would lose this opportunity. The
chemistry he felt with Chase couldn't be faked. It stirred something
deep inside Alex, something he hadn't felt in a very long time; if
ever. It felt real so real, it scared him, too, but he'd never admit
that to Chase or anyone else. Not even Wheland.

“
He
was the one interrupting,” Alex said. He ran his finger tips
down the length of Chase's arm and Chase trembled beneath his touch.
The way Chase physically reacted to him was intoxicating. He wanted
more – needed more. His semi-erect cock began to thicken
again. He leaned in and pressed his cheek to Chase's and Chase
swayed on his feet. “Stay for a while,” Alex whispered
beside Chase's ear. “Please.”

Chase's
hand cupped the back of Alex's neck and pulled him against him. His
mouth came down on Alex's. Firm lips softened when their tongues met
in the middle. Alex tugged on the waistband of Chase's bathing suit
and pushed it down again. They crashed together, hot skin rubbing
against the other, hard cocks sliding together in long, grinding
strokes. Chase was ready to come again in practically no time at
all. He couldn't believe how strong his attraction was to Alex. The
man had the ability to make his knees buckle. No one was capable of
doing that, except for Danni.

“
What
do you want?” Alex asked against Chase's open mouth. His
tongue gave another teasing lick to Chase's full upper lip.

“
Same
as before,” Chase said. His hand slipped between them and
latched onto Alex's cock. He felt it pulse in his tight grip,
growing bigger with each passing second.

“
You
want to suck me?” Alex asked.

Chase managed a nod and
pulled off another stroke on Alex's straining cock.

Alex moaned, sounding more
like a growl, then said, “I need to recline.”

Chase met Alex in the center
of the lounge chair and rolled up against him. Alex's gaze held his.
A long moment passed and Chase feared he would hyperventilate. Alex
was the first to move, sliding closer and lightly kissing Chase until
Chase deepened it. When he finally pulled back, both of them were
panting.

“
Your
kiss is volatile,” Alex said.

Chase ran his hand over
Alex's chest, across the hard beads of his nipples, then dipped his
mouth to lick them.

Alex made a humming sound in
his throat. “You're driving me crazy,” he said.

Chase
kissed and licked his way down the center of Alex's chest, almost
like he knew what he was doing. His tongue danced along the soft,
thin line of light brown hair running straight down to his groin. He
did his best to ignore the nagging voice screaming in his head
telling him he was crazy. He had no clue what he was doing, but did
it matter? The reaction he was getting from Alex was positive, as
were the guttural sounds of pleasure escaping his mouth, so how bad a
job could he be doing? Alex's fingers sifting through his hair and
rubbing his scalp and the whispered words of praise was encouragement
enough. He wanted to follow through with this and Alex deserved at
least that much for the two intense orgasms he'd already given him.

The
closer Chase got to Alex's groin, the darker the hair became, as it
fed into a neatly trimmed patch of pubic hair cut above his cock. In
the dim lighting of the patio, he could see two tattoos inked into
Alex's tanned skin; one on his hip looked like an astrological sign
and the second was high up on his inner thigh by his ball sac
appeared to be a piece of fruit.

An
apple?

Chase could feel the heat of
Alex radiating up from between his legs. It made his mouth water and
his cheeks flush with heat. He could smell the male musk of Alex's
balls. He needed to touch and taste every spot he could reach –
no matter how scared out of his fucking mind he was at that very
moment.

He slid himself lower beside
Alex and closed his eyes. His mouth was so close to Alex's cock now,
his own organ was stiff and looking for relief – again. He
inhaled deeply. Everything about this man turned him on like nothing
else.

“
It's
okay,” Alex said. “Take what you want.”

Chase pressed his cheek to
Alex's shaft. The heat of it was hot enough to brand him and maybe
that's what he wanted – to be branded by Alex. He rolled his
head and opened his mouth against the thick length of him and his
tongue darted out to steal a quick taste.

“
Oh,
fuck,” Alex sighed. He opened his legs a little wider, giving
Chase better access.

Chase ran the flat plane of
his tongue along the underside of Alex's cock from the broad head to
the thick root, then licked at the sac. Alex's moans were louder
now, the grip he had on the back of Chase's head tightened.

Chase reversed the stroke
with his tongue, this time ending with a slow lick around the head.
He collected the pre-come leaking from the slit, then covered the
entire crest with his mouth, easing the cock inside. Alex pulsed
against Chase's tongue. He felt it thicken, completely filling his
mouth. Inch by inch, he slid it into his throat, reveling in the
taste and texture of Alex's ultra-sensitive skin.

It was better than any of
his fantasies, by far the most arousing sexual encounter he'd
experienced, and he ached for more. He wanted to lick and suck him
for hours, but judging from Alex's excited response, he didn't think
Alex would last. He pushed as much of Alex's cock into the back of
his throat as he could and Alex lifted off the cushion.

“
Holy,
shit, Chase,” Alex panted. “I'm close, so fucking
close.”

Chase swirled his tongue
around the head again, teased the slit, then took Alex's cock as deep
into the back of his throat as he comfortably could without gagging.

“
Jesus!
I can't hold off,” Alex warned.

Chase felt the first hot
blast of come hit the roof of his mouth and Alex cursed loudly. Alex
continued to empty into Chase's throat and he swallowed it all;
couldn't get enough, and he didn't stop until Alex's hips finally
stilled and his moaning softened. Only then, did he allow Alex to
slip from the suction of his mouth.

Chase pulled himself up
beside Alex. He was smiling at himself; thrilled beyond belief he
had made this fantasy come true, and happy he'd satisfied Alex to the
obvious degree he had, too. He used the back of his hand to wipe off
his lips and looked at Alex.

Alex's was still trying to
get his breathing under control. He ran his hand over his face and
glanced over at Chase. “You lied,” he said.

“
About
what?” Chase asked.

“
You've
sucked a few dicks before mine,” Alex said. “Lucky
bastards.”

Chase sat up on the lounge
chair and smiled broadly, extremely proud of himself in a perverse
kind of way. “I wasn't lying, Alex.”

Alex rose up and pressed his
shoulder to Chase's. “Then, lucky me.” He tugged Chase
down to the cushion, flat on his back, and rolled over on top of him.
Their muscled thighs, stomachs and chests rubbed together, as did
their cocks; grinding together in unison. Back and forth. Side to
side. Alex dropped down to rest his weight on his forearms. It
brought his mouth closer to Chase's. Their eyes fused and Chase
gripped on to the bulk of Alex's biceps.

“
Damn,
this feels good,” Chase sighed. He rolled his head back into
the cushion and arched into it. Alex's cock thickened with every
thrust along side his, and then his mouth dropped to Chase's. It was
a brushing touch so soft, Chase wasn't sure if he'd imagined it, but
the wet drag of tongue along his bottom lip told him it was very real
and Alex was right there with him in this erotic moment.

“
You
make me so hard,” Alex whispered against Chase's open mouth.
“And somehow you're able to endlessly keep me in this tormented
state, too.”

“
Ditto,”
Chase said.

Chase lifted slightly and
took Alex's mouth in a possessive kiss, then managed to flip them
over on the fabric cushion, putting Alex on the bottom.

“
Damn!
I love it when you take control,” Alex said.

Chase pressed against Alex,
pinning both their hard lengths between them, and started to grind
keeping the movement shaft against shaft. When, Chase drew his hips
back and caught the tip of his cock on Alex's pulsing crown, he
nearly came right then.

He dipped again and caught
Alex's lips with his and slid his tongue into Alex's mouth. The moan
that rattled from Alex's throat and into his made his hips jerk
forward again. Every bit of him was charged with life. Lust. He
felt consumed by it. Desperate to feel the burn from the heat of it.

Alex's fingers dug into the
muscles on Chase's back. His fingers slipped lower and grabbed onto
the sweat dampened cheeks of his ass. He pulled them a part, once,
twice, then let his fingers run the length of Chase's crack.

Chase's breath caught. The
sensation of having Alex's fingers in his crease had him momentarily
giving up the lip lock he had on Alex's mouth. He groaned and found
himself pressing into the fingers when they reached their intended
target. One finger eased inside and Chase arched.

“
You're
destroying me,” Chase whispered.

“
If
you like my finger, imagine how good my cock would feel in there.”
Alex thrust his cock up, running it along the entire hot length of
Chase's.

The orgasm was right there,
close enough for Chase to taste. He ground his hips into Alex and
rode the wave he felt rolling up from his toes all the way to the
finish line, shooting off another release all over Alex's cock and
stomach. A breath later, Alex arched up and emptied, too. Chase
could feel the heat of it spraying against him, then he collapsed
onto Alex's chest; his face falling into the bend of his neck.

“
Holy,
shit,” Alex said. “You're going to kill me, aren't you?
Danni is gonna come home and find us both covered in come – and
dead from too much sex.”

Chase
laughed and rolled off to Alex's side, then the reality of Alex's
statement sunk in and the smile faded from his face. What
would
Danni find when she returned home? He'd only known Alex for a short
time but he felt completely different – inside and out. An
invisible burden had been lifted from the deepest parts of his soul.
How could that not change a person? For the first time in his life,
he felt comfortable in his own skin. He felt freed. Even the word
free
rang too simplistically to express what he truly felt inside.

He
draped an arm over his eyes; his breath still slow to return to
normal. Alex's hand lightly touched his chest. Chase concentrated
on the warmth of it, the smooth caress of the fingers on his skin.
What he was feeling might be clichéd, but it was real, and so
damn intimate. He wanted to drown in it. Even with his eyes
covered, he was able to feel the overwhelming closeness of Alex, the
heat of his being beside him, and it was almost too much.