Chapter Eight
Zach gave Nick a hard shove, forcing him onto his back on the bed, then followed, covering Nick with his body. “That’s it. You’re right where I want you.”
Nick looped his arms around Zach’s neck. “Ever thought that might be exactly where I want to be?”
Their lips connected once more as Zach undulated his body against Nick’s, aware of a delicious hardness that made his heart beat faster.
“Don’t you think… taking our clothes off…
might be a good idea?” Nick wrapped his arms around Zach’s torso and rolled them, with Zach ending up beneath him.
“There.” Nick gave a smug smile. “That’s better.
Now you’re right where I want you.” He rolled his hips and that glorious hardness rubbed against Zach’s solid dick.
Zach caught his breath. “Oh, so it’s going to be like that?” Not that he was complaining. Oh, I want that in me. He grinned. “As long as I get my turn.”
Nick’s eyes were so fucking dark. “A man after my own heart.” Then he took Zach’s mouth in a kiss that sent heat flooding through him.
This gets better and better. Except there was something niggling at the back of his mind. Something about…
Aw crap.
Zach broke their kiss. “Hey. Can I be the voice of reason for a sec?”
Nick gaped. “Now? Your timing sucks.”
“It’s not that I want to pour cold water on anything but… I don’t know about you, but I don’t have any condoms with me. Not exactly something I felt the need to pack.”
Nick froze. “Me neither. Fuck.” He knelt up on the bed between Zach’s spread legs. “That’s not cold water, that’s icy as hell.”
Zach inclined his head toward the door. “There’s a shop in the lobby.”
Nick shook his head vehemently. “Nope. I’m not going anywhere, not in this state.” He grabbed Zach’s hand and brought it to his crotch.
Zach grinned. “You think I missed that?” He grasped Nick’s hand, dragging it to his own erection. “Ditto. And before you ask? I’m not going down to the lobby either. So let’s go with Plan B.”
“There’s a Plan B?”
“There’s always a Plan B.” And without giving Nick a chance to utter a word, Zach reached for Nick’s waistband.
“Something you wanted?” Nick asked with a smirk, not stopping him in his task.
“Your pants are damp from walking through all that snow.” Zach waggled his eyebrows. “Gotta get you out of them before you catch cold.”
Nick laughed. “Ah, so you’re concerned for my health. I’d better reciprocate.”
Bit by bit, their clothing found its way into a heap on the floor, neither of them bothered about wrinkles, apparently.
It had become a race to see who got the other undressed first, accompanied by grunts and gasps, and a lot of laughter.
When they were finally naked, Nick shoved Zach onto his back, and was on top of him before Zach could move.
Zach locked his arms around Nick and brought his legs up, his feet resting against the swell of Nick’s ass. “You didn’t even give me a chance to take a good look,” he breathed, stifling a moan as Nick rocked, their dicks sliding together, hard and hot.
In a flash, Nick knelt up, wrapping his hand around both their cocks and squeezing them together. “Look all you want.”
“I intend to. All I’ve had so far are quick peeks.” And there was a lot to admire: a firm chest, toned abs, slim waist, proud little nipples that begged to be teased—and that dick looked even better than it felt.
Nick’s gaze drifted down Zach’s body. “Very nice.”
Zach spread wide for him, loving the way Nick’s eyes lit up. “I have no complaints either. Except that you’re too far away.”
“We can remedy that.” Nick stroked Zach’s inner thighs, his fingertips so light that they tickled. When they reached Zach’s balls, Zach shivered. “Want me to go lower?” Nick asked.
Damn stupid question.
Zach nodded. “But don’t be in such a hurry, okay? We have plenty of time.” And he wanted this to last.
Nick took a breath. “You’re right, of course.” He crawled up the bed and lay on his back, propped up by pillows. He held his arm wide. “Come here.” He spread his legs, his cock standing at attention.
Zach stretched out beside him, one leg hooked over Nick’s, Nick’s arm around his shoulders, and his hand on Nick’s shaft. They kissed, and all the while Zach pulled gently on that thick cock, trying not to think of its girth inside him, stretching him.
That’s for another time.
Nick cupped Zach’s chin. “I’ve thought about this so often,” he murmured.
“Really?” More heat flushed through him.
Nick grinned. “Of course, the setting was a little different in my imagination.”
Zach needed to hear. “Tell me.” Nick’s shaft filled his hand, and he continued his leisurely stroking.
“You know the table in the boardroom?”
Zach’s breathing hitched. “Oh my. Great minds and all that.” How many times had he sat in meetings, trying not to think about Nick holding him facedown to the varnished surface, while he plowed Zach’s hole, Zach’s dick smacking against the edge of the table?
“Seriously?”
“Then I’d take one look at your face, and all those fantasies went out the window.”
Nick sighed. “I hated doing that. You were right, I should have said something, but—”
“No, you were right. You couldn’t have said anything.” Zach’s stomach clenched. “But you could have acted with less—”
Nick stopped his words with a kiss, and Zach breathed more easily, letting his hurt and anger melt in the warmth of their shared intimacy.
“I don’t blame you if you hated me,” Nick said at last. “I’d hate me, if I was treated the way you were.”
Zach let go of Nick’s shaft and pressed his hand to Nick’s chest. “I didn’t hate you. Well… maybe a little. I just couldn’t understand why you were being such an asshole.”
“But you still tried to be nice. I can see that now.”
Zach sighed. “I kept hoping things would change. By the time I left for New Jersey, I think I’d given up.”
“That’s because I was an asshole.” Nick cupped Zach’s head and kissed him, a gesture that spoke of tenderness rather than heat. “I’m so sorry,” he whispered when they parted.
Zach needed to let him off the hook. They were in a different place, and Nick wasn’t the same man. “Not as sorry as I am that we have no supplies.” Because God knew, he wanted to feel Nick inside him.
“I thought you said there was a Plan B?”
Zach did a mental assessment of the room.
“Wait a sec.” He lurched up off the bed and dashed to the bathroom, where he grabbed one of the glasses on the shelf below the mirror.
Zach held it under the wall dispenser and kept pumping it until he judged there was enough.
Then he went back to the bed, holding it aloft.
“What have you got there?”
Zach grinned. “Hand lotion. Call it emergency lube.”
Nick’s eyes gleamed. “Get back here.”
Zach placed the glass within reach on the nightstand, then returned to his previous position. “Now, where were we?”
Nick grasped his dick around its root and waved it in the air. “Here would be good.”
“Subtle.” Zach got onto his hands and knees, his face inches from the head of Nick’s cock.
He changed angles, bringing his ass closer to Nick, before taking that meaty shaft into his mouth.
Nick’s soft sigh of pleasure filled the air, and Zach’s chest swelled.
Then he gasped, his mouth full, as Nick pulled his cheeks apart, baring his hole.
“Give me this ass,” Nick demanded.
As if Zach was going to say no.
He swung his leg over Nick’s chest, until his knees straddled Nick’s shoulders, and pushed back.
Strong hands spread him, and Nick’s warm tongue traced a path through his crack.
Zach shuddered before taking Nick’s cock once more into his mouth.
When Nick applied a little pressure, tremors coursed through Zach as Nick worked on loosening Zach’s hole with his tongue.
“Oh fuck, yeah.” Zach grabbed Nick’s ass and rolled it up off the bed, stretching Nick’s cheeks to reveal puckered pink flesh.
Two tongues were better than one, right?
They were locked into a tight hold, both feeding the other groans as they created a cycle of sensual pleasure. After a few minutes, Nick gasped. “Take my place.”
They switched, and Zach found himself with his hands full of Nick’s ass, his hole right where Zach wanted it, and Nick’s head bobbing up and down on Zach’s cock. Except that wasn’t where Zach wanted Nick’s tongue.
“Switch time.”
Nick twisted to look back at him. “Hey, I only just got here.”
“And you can go back in a bit. I want more of that tongue in my ass.”
Nick cackled. “Demanding little shit, aren’t you?” But he shifted off Zach and lay on his back. “Come on, sit on my face.”
“Wow, you’re a smooth talker, aren’t you?” Zach teased.
They took it in turns, first Zach rocking back and forth while Nick’s tongue danced over his hole, then Nick, wriggling his butt against Zach’s face and reaching back to hold him there, before they switched again.
Nick’s tongue in his hole was sheer heaven, and Zach could’ve let Nick eat his ass all fucking night.
Then Nick took a breath. “Lie facedown on the bed.”
Zach had never moved so fast.
Nick spread Zach wide once more, then knelt beside him, stroking and kneading Zach’s cheeks.
“You’ve got a beautiful ass,” he said, before bending over to kiss it, almost reverently.
Then he straightened and reached toward the nightstand, and that was all it took to set Zach’s heart beating faster.
Sure enough, a moment later Nick insinuated a slick finger into Zach’s hole, and Zach caught his breath.
Nick shifted position, bending low to kiss Zach while he slid his arm beneath Zach’s neck, cradling him, his finger still in Zach’s ass. Zach moaned into the kiss as Nick drove it deeper. Then Nick broke the kiss and focused on Zach’s hole.
“So warm inside,” he murmured as he removed his finger, only to replace it with a different one. Zach strove to lie still as Nick played with his ass, sliding alternate fingers into him, never staying long, teasing him.
Then the teasing stopped as Nick pressed a finger into his hole, and connected with his gland.
Zach shivered. “Fuck. Right there.”
Nick nodded. “And now I’m not going anywhere until you come.” He added a second finger, and Zach did his best to relax and let him in. Nick moved them unhurriedly in and out of his body, each time brushing Zach’s prostate. When a third finger was added, Zach shuddered, until Nick removed them.
Zach rolled onto his side and stared at him. “Wait. I thought you weren’t going to stop.” Nick laughed, picking up the glass and scooping more lotion onto his fingers. “Oh.” Zach gave an eager nod. “Okay. As you were.”
“Bossy little fuck.” Nick stretched out behind him, his arm cradling Zach’s neck again, and kissed him as he thrust three fingers back into Zach’s hole.
He fucked Zach with them while they kissed, Nick’s tongue exploring him in sync with his fingers.
Nick’s intense focus, the electricity that tingled through Zach every time Nick connected with his gland, the sensual, lingering kisses…
Where have you been all my life, Nick Brent? Because Nick was taking him to a whole new level of sexual pleasure.
“One more?” Nick asked, his voice husky. Before Zach could open his mouth, Nick added his pinky to the mix, and Zach was stretched like never before. “That’s it. You’re full.” Nick kissed him, then murmured against his lips. “Until it’s my dick inside you, of course.”
Zach intended to visit the shop before the day was out.
Nick locked gazes with him. “Play with your cock. I want to watch you shoot.”
Zach nodded, his breath leaving him in shallow gasps as Nick fucked him with his fingers.
It wasn’t long before he was shaking and creaming his hand while Nick kissed him, still inside him.
When Zach’s heartbeat climbed back down at last, Nick curved his warm body around Zach’s and held him, Nick’s arms around him, leaving an ache where his fingers had been.
Zach rolled onto his back and cupped Nick’s cheek.
“My turn.”