What Matters Most (30 page)
He sat up and pressed a salty kiss to Nick’s lips then scooted over to buckle himself into the passenger seat. Josh cocked an eyebrow at him. “Well? What are you waiting for?”
“Smart ass,” Nick grumbled even as he grinned. “Had to give my brain cells a second to revive. You about sucked ‘em right out my dick.”
“Hmm. Guess I’ll have to try harder next time.”
Nick snorted. “If you try any harder, you’ll flat out kill me.” Or the drive back to the apartment might do it. He needed Josh, bad.
Nick parked his truck then got out, tugging on Josh’s hand to get him to follow and exit out the driver’s side. Before Josh could step down, Nick wrapped an arm around his waist and hauled Josh over his shoulder. He really liked carrying Josh like this, probably due to some lingering Cro-Magnon or Neanderthal DNA still floating around in him. Or it could just be that he loved the way it put that biteable ass right there—Nick turned his head and nipped a firm flank. Josh yelped and promptly demanded Nick do it again, so he did.
It was a wonder they made it up the stairs and inside the apartment without one or both of them getting hurt. Nick lowered Josh to the floor then shoved him against the door, pinning his lover hard for another fierce kiss. Their hands batted and tugged, each trying to get the other undressed. Nick finally snarled in frustration when he couldn’t peel the pink leather down fast enough. He stepped back and began toeing off his boots. “Get naked.
Now.”
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Josh didn’t so much as giggle, his green eyes almost wholly black, the pupils were so widely blown. He stripped with abrupt jerky movements, the need evident in is every shaky breath, his trembling hands, and his swollen dripping cock. Nick had never seen a more beautiful sight in his life, and as he took Josh into his arms, Nick knew he would never let this man go.
As soon as Josh kicked away the last of his clothes, wincing only when he pried the leather away from his cummy groin, Nick was there, folding him into an embrace so tender and contrary to the burning, raging passion that had been flaring in the man moments before.
Josh looked up and gasped at the love he was so clearly etched in his lover’s
expression. What had started out as a wild hot fuck had somehow in the space of a few heartbeats, turned into something more. Nick smiled and Josh was flooded with so much love, affection, desire—just so much. He sighed into the gentle brush of lips then opened for Nick when his tongue teased over the seam of Josh’s lips. Josh clung to Nick, closing his eyes and trusting Nick to keep him upright, because Josh was sure his joints had all turned to jelly.
“Bed,” Nick murmured against Josh’s lips. Josh nodded, or maybe he twitched, he
couldn’t be sure of what he did, but nick obviously got the message because Josh soon found himself hefted onto Nick’s broad shoulder again. The scrape of teeth against his butt cheek made Josh yelp, made his thighs quiver, but he practically purred when Nick did it again.
Josh expected to be tossed onto the bed and was surprised when Nick slowly slid him down, dragging his body against Nick’s in a sensuously wicked way that rocked Josh to his core. Before he could recover, Nick lowered him to the bed on his back. He pushed Josh’s legs up, bending them so that his heels touched his ass, then knelt on the floor between Josh’s feet.
“So beautiful,” Josh heard Nick murmur, then a soft, wet flicker below his balls made Josh squeal in surprise and delight.
“Nick, what are you—”
Definitely a tongue, all wet and slick, and—“
God, God, Nick! You don’t—” Josh gasped and clenched the sheets tight in his fists as he felt that tongue laving WHAT MATTERS MOST
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over his hole once, twice. A nip at the wrinkled skin ripped a shout of approval from Josh as disco lights lit up the back sides of his eyelids. “G-guhhnn!” was the best he could manage when the tip of Nick’s tongue pushed into him. Josh’s balls drew up tight, his cock bobbed, and he didn’t want to come, not yet, not when it meant an end to this. Frantic to stop his release, Josh grabbed the base of his shaft and squeezed until it hurt.
Nick slid his hands under him, spreading Josh’s cheeks, then Josh howled as Nick sank his tongue in deeper, harder, fucking the slick muscle into him over and over until Josh was on the verge of having to pull his dick off to keep from coming.
“Nick, please,” Josh forced himself to speak, forced his brain to send out the order for his body to send out words when all his body wanted to do was yell and scream through his climax. He managed to get a hand into Nick’s hair, jerking hard enough to get his lover’s attention. “Up. In me.” And he was pretty much out of words then, but Nick stood after licking from Josh’s hole to the tip of his leaking cock. Josh closed his eyes and tried to gather some self-control as he heard Nick getting the lube. The cool drizzle of the stuff down his balls made him squeal and open his eyes. Nick shot him a wicked grin then smeared the lube lower, coating Josh’s opening.
“You want fingers first, or…” Nick trailed off, watching him closely.
Josh was glad Nick asked, because most of the times Josh didn’t, but sometimes he did. Right now was a ‘most of the times’, because he wanted nick in him now, wanted to feel the stretch and burn for days.
Instead of answering, Josh sat up and grabbed Nick’s lean hips, digging his fingers hard into the taut ass cheeks. He pulled and Nick tumbled forward, catching himself with his hands above Josh’s shoulders even as he took possession of Josh’s mouth once again. Josh moaned into the kiss and hitched his legs up, winding them around Nick’s hips, grasping at the broad shoulders, thrusting to rub their cocks together.
“Needy, baby?” Nick asked, “I know I am.” Nick ground his cock harder against
Josh’s.
Josh whimpered, his eyes drooping shut as pleasure shot through his body, teasing every nerve to life. He felt Nick shift, the slippery rub of Nick’s blunt crown pressing against Josh’s hole, then Nick pushed, moaning as his cockhead breached Josh’s opening, stretching it wide. Josh wiggled, wanting more, only to stop when Nick growled. Apparently he wasn’t the only one on edge.
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Nick moved Josh’s legs up, nearly bending him in half. “Put your legs over my
shoulders, baby.”
Josh grumbled, sounds not words, and he wondered how it was that nick was still
coherent. He positioned his legs and felt Nick stiffen, withdraw slightly.
“Yessss,” Josh hissed, croaking the one word as Nick slammed his dick in Josh’s ass.
“Look at me,” Nick ordered, and Josh forced himself to comply. He looked up into Nick’s eyes as Nick held still deep inside him. Their raspy breaths cut harsh sounds in the air, but Josh hardly noticed. All that mattered was the look in Nick’s eyes, the one that promised love for a lifetime and beyond, and the thick cock in Josh’s ass that pulsed with every beat of Nick’s heart.
“I love you, Josh, so much,” Nick murmured, ending the declaration with a kiss so sweet it made Josh’s eyes sting. He opened his mouth to reply only to keen when Nick pulled out and buried his dick to the hilt. “I know,” Nick said when Josh would have tried again. “I do.”
And Josh saw that Nick did know how much he was loved. It was there in the way he touched Josh, the words and kisses, the looks and soft demands their bodies made. Josh held tightly to Nick as Nick began steadily thrusting, each stroke in fast and fierce, each withdraw slower, as if Nick didn’t want to leave the confines of Josh’s body. Nick pressed against Josh, his ridged stomach giving Josh’s dick some friction. Josh clenched his inner muscles in response, sending fiery bolts of pleasure up his spine. His balls were still pulled tight, his body covered in a fine sheen of sweat. Nick dipped his head and bit at one of Josh’s nipples, a sharp, hard sting of pain and Josh was lost, screaming as his cock pulsed, spraying spunk between them, on them.
Nick answered with a snarl as he clutched at Josh’s ass with one hand, lifting his butt up so Nick could ram into him harder, deeper. Josh wasn’t much help, he was pretty sure everything in him had melted. He tried to squeeze those inner walls again, and judging by Nick’s shout, by the almost vicious plunge of Nick’s cock into the very depths of Josh’s ass, he must have succeeded spectacularly. Nick grunted and jerked his hips in short, erratic moves as Josh felt the first spurt of warm cum coat his inner walls.
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else. It was proof of their love and commitment to each other, and Josh treasured this, the first time Nick came inside him.
“God, baby,” Nick gasped, shuddering, grinding his pelvis against Josh’s ass. Josh nodded and reached up to cup Nick’s face. He let his legs slide down to Nick’s elbows, then Nick dipped his head and kissed Josh, a soft, sweet kiss full of love and promises for their life together.
About the Author
A native Texan, Bailey spends her days spinning stories around in her head, which has contributed to more than one incident of tripping over her own feet. Evenings are resounds for pounding away at the keyboard, as are the early morning hours. Sleep?
Doesn’t happen much. Writing is too much fun, and there are too many characters
bouncing about, tapping on Bailey’s brain, demanding to be let out.
Caffeine and chocolate are permanent fixtures in Bailey’s office and are never far from hand at any given time. Removing either of those necessities from Bailey’s presence can result in what is known as A Very, Very Scary Bailey and is not advised under any circumstances.
Bailey loves to hear from readers. You can find her contact information, website and author biography at
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