Chapter 12
Chapter Twelve
When Cam surged from his desk chair, it shot backward and slammed the wall behind him. He rushed around his desk, grabbed a surprised Nolan’s shoulders, and pulled him out of his chair.
They stood toe-to-toe, only inches apart.
Cam had not been expecting that revelation. He never had an inkling that Nolan wasn’t straight. That Nolan was just like him.
They both had been hiding that secret for years. Actually, for more than a freaking decade.
If he couldn’t figure out Nolan’s sexuality without it being stated out loud, that meant Nolan hadn’t figured out Cam’s.
Holy shit, he’d been as clueless as Nolan. To be fair, he needed to do a little confessing himself.
Cam locked his gaze with a wide-eyed Nolan. “I also have a confession to make.”
Nolan’s lips parted slightly and a soft breath puffed out. “What?”
“I’m bi, too.”
“What?” came out on almost a shout.
Cam nodded. “It’s true. But… I’ve only known you to date women.”
“I’ve also dated men. I just didn’t discuss it.
But, damn, I always thought you were straight, too.
You were married and—” Nolan closed his eyes and shook his head.
When he opened them again, he said, “We’re idiots.
Of course you were married. Of course I dated women…
” He slapped a hand onto his forehead and groaned.
“We’re both bisexual. I kept a lid on it because I was worried about being harassed at work. ”
“Same.” Cam sighed.
“I have another confession to make…”
What could be bigger than what he just revealed?
“I’ve wanted you since the day I’ve met you.”
Holy shit. He thought he was surprised from the first confession, but this just blew that out of the water.
“I wish you would’ve said something sooner because I’ve wanted you for years, too.”
Nolan’s mouth gaped. “I wish you would’ve said something.”
They’d both been fools. Their reasoning had been the same: their careers. But two friends should be able to be open with each other. “Jesus. We’ve wasted so much time.”
“I’m not sure it could’ve been avoided. Even if we didn’t keep the secret from each other, we would’ve had to keep it from everyone else.”
“Not everyone,” Cam murmured.
Unfortunately, that realization was too little, too late. However, they could make up for that mistake now. And Cam planned on doing just that.
He cupped Nolan’s face with one hand while grabbing his hip with the other to pull him even closer. Close enough that their warm breaths kissed each other’s lips and their hips pressed together. “Do you still want me?”
“You have no idea,” Nolan whispered. “Do you still want me?”
The uncertainty in his hazel eyes stabbed Cam right in the chest. “Absolutely.”
“Then I don’t want to waste another min—”
Cam captured the rest of Nolan’s words when he smashed his mouth against his friend’s. Loyal friend and hopefully soon to be lover.
The fire in his gut started as a flicker, then grew to a roar as their tongues clashed and tangled. As their groans meshed.
His cock, now as hard as steel, began to pulse. It was like an arrow seeking its target.
That target happened to be the man he was locking lips with.
Nolan’s fingers dug into Cam’s waist as they held each other close and ground their erections together.
While the kissing was great, Cam wanted nothing more than to be inside Nolan. But he needed to keep his head. He was at work. In his office. And he had a team that reported to him and could enter the outer office area at any time.
Not only that, but Cam reported directly to the resort owners. He didn’t want to risk this job. It was perfect for him and would only be getting better once Nolan joined the team.
Nolan pulled his head back just slightly. “I want this—boy, do I want this—but I don’t want this to ruin our friendship.”
“We won’t let it,” Cam murmured against Nolan’s neck before sucking on it.
“That might be out of our control.”
“We control our destiny.” Okay, that belief might be somewhat lame, but it was true at its core. At least it didn’t cause Nolan to burst out laughing.
They might not be able to fuck in Cam’s office. He didn’t keep lube or condoms in his desk, anyway. Plus, he had no idea yet if Nolan preferred to pitch or catch.
Despite that, Cam really needed to get his hands on him. To finally touch Nolan as he had dreamed about for so long. To make sure this was real—the man before him was real—and not one of his fantasies. “Tell me this is real and finally happening.”
With his head tipped to the side, Nolan moaned as Cam sucked on his warm flesh even harder before giving it a sharp nip.
“It…it might be. Do it again and I’ll get back to you,” Nolan encouraged.
Cam smiled and captured his flesh between his teeth, gently tugging on it before swiping his tongue over the same spot. He ran his nose up Nolan’s pounding pulse and took his mouth again, but this time he also grabbed the man’s ass and squeezed.
That ass would be his soon enough.
He hoped so, anyway. Because Cam was not a bottom and never had been. If Nolan wasn’t either…that could be a problem. But they could talk about that detail later, couldn’t they? Why ruin the moment now?
Not when he’d wanted this for years. And it sounded like Nolan had wanted the same.
We can’t fuck in my office.
We can’t. Can we? No.
But maybe…
Maybe…
He released Nolan and went over to lock his office door. On his way back to his long-time friend, heat smoldered in Nolan’s hazel eyes.
“What are you doing?”
“Giving us some privacy.”
“Cam…”
Cam pressed a finger to Nolan’s lips and shook his head. “We’re limited on what we can do in my office, but I’ve been waiting forever to get my hands on you. Give me this at least.”
Nolan’s eyelids became heavy and his voice husky. “What do you want to do?”
“Besides this?” Cam locked his lips with Nolan’s again in another very thorough kiss. He dragged his tongue through the other man’s mouth, exploring every inch.
Cam swore every drop of blood in his body was now pooled in his aching cock. When he finally ended the kiss, he didn’t wait for Nolan’s response. Instead, he spun his former—and future—co-worker around until he faced the desk.
Cam reached around and fumbled with the button on Nolan’s jeans.
Nolan stopped him with a hand over his. “Are you sure about this? Are you sure we’re not making a mistake?”
The only thing he was completely sure about was that he wanted to fuck Nolan.
Cam pressed his raging erection to Nolan’s denim-covered ass. “How would we ever know it was a mistake unless we make it?”
Nolan blew out a breath. “I don’t want to screw up our friendship. Or this job opportunity.”
Cam reluctantly released him and stepped back, raising his hands chest-level in surrender. He didn’t bother to hide the disappointment in his voice. “I get your concern.”
Still facing the desk, Nolan dropped his head and groaned. “But I also want this so badly. I want you, Cam,” he whispered, giving Cam some hope. Nolan turned around, opened his jeans, and shoved them and his underwear down just enough to release his cock. “This is how much I want you.”
Cam’s eyes followed every stroke of Nolan’s fist. When he lifted his gaze and met Nolan’s, the need filling the other man’s eyes was apparent. He was sure his reflected the same. “Turn around.”
“Condom and lube?”
“Not needed.”
“But—”
“Not for what I’m going to do,” Cam assured him, before saying more firmly, “Turn around.”
Nolan only paused for a second.
Cam wished the man was naked, that they had the time and were in the right place to do more than what he was about to do next, but they didn’t, so this would have to do until later. When he wasn’t working. When the threat of one of his team, or one of his bosses, interrupting didn’t exist.
Cam pressed his erection against Nolan’s ass, wrapped an arm around his waist, holding him close, and shoved his face into Nolan’s neck once more. He inhaled the man’s very recognizable scent. He used to get whiffs of it when they were changing in the locker room at the police barracks.
He replaced Nolan’s hand on his hard length with his own. “Let me,” he whispered against his warm, smooth skin. “I want to touch you, make you come.”
“I want that, too,” Nolan whispered back, reaching behind Cam to cup the back of his head as he thrusted his hips forward.
Cam slid his hand up and down Nolan’s length in a steady rhythm, occasionally sweeping away a pearl of precum. Nolan’s cock was hot and like velvet-covered steel. His hips moved in time with the pumping of Cam’s fist.
“Cam,” Nolan groaned. “I’ve wanted this for so long that I’m not going to last.”
Good. The sooner he came, the better. Otherwise, Cam might end up yanking Nolan’s jeans down and bending him over the desk. Lube and condom be damned.
Of course, that would never happen. No matter how desperate Cam became, he would never do anything to hurt his friend and, soon, lover. He only had to dig deep for his willpower. A little suffering now could pay off in the future.
“I’m going to…”
Dropping his arm from around Nolan’s waist, Cam cupped his hand under the crown of his cock and kept stroking…squeezing…tugging…
Nolan tensed and his cock pulsed within Cam’s fingers.
Cam leaned forward and pressed their cheeks together to get a better view. “Come for me.”
An audible rush of air accompanied Nolan’s hips twitching, before he thrust forward one last time. The thick, warm cum filled Cam’s palm and he continued to milk Nolan’s cock until he’d squeezed out every last drop.
With a contented sigh, Nolan collapsed against Cam, leaning into him for support. Cam reluctantly released the man’s cock and held him close for a few seconds, waiting for Nolan to catch his breath and his own pulse to stop racing.
Now, if only his own cock would behave and stop screaming at him for relief.
Once Nolan gathered himself and pulled up his jeans, Cam turned him around and they shared another slow, ball-tightening kiss.
When they finished, “I want to eat your ass,” slipped out of Cam’s mouth.
Fuck. He hadn’t meant to say that. Not yet, anyway.
Nolan’s head jerked back and his eyebrows shot up his forehead. “You’re into that?”
“Not with everyone, no. But you? I can’t wait to dive in.” Before I fuck you into next month.
Shit, they still needed to have a discussion about whether Nolan minded being a bottom.
“Jesus, Cam,” Nolan whispered. “You’re going to make me beg for you to call off the rest of the day so we can go back to your cabin and you could do just that.”
At least he wasn’t against having his ass eaten. “Don’t tempt me.”
“What about you?” Nolan tipped his head toward Cam’s painful erection.
Cam shook his head. “I’m fine.”
“You don’t look fine.”
He chuckled softly. “I don’t mind a good edging. I can wait.” Cam lifted his hand and looked at the cum pooled in his palm. “I need to clean up.”
“Me, too. But we’re not done yet.”
We weren’t?
Nolan plucked several tissues from the box on Cam’s desk and grabbed his messy hand. He wiped away the cum, then tossed the tissues into the small trash can next to his desk.
“I could’ve washed my hands in the bathroom.”
“No. Not yet.”
Nolan’s wicked smile made Cam pause. “What do you—”
His question was answered when Nolan slowly sank to his knees.
Hell yes. Certainly unexpected but definitely appreciated.
Keeping his eyes locked with Cam’s, Nolan managed to unfasten his khakis and yank them down far enough so Cam’s erection sprang free.
“Nolan, you don’t need to do this.” But if you insist, I’m not going to fight you off.
“I know. But I want to. Do you think I haven’t fantasized about doing this to you?”
“You have?”
“More times than I can remember.”
“Well then, we have something in common.” His words morphed into a moan as Nolan wrapped his lips around Cam’s cock and stroked the underside with his tongue from tip to root and back.
Holy hell.
He loved getting head. What he loved even more was that it was Nolan doing it.
Cam turned his head and listened carefully to make sure no one had come into the outer office.
They’d been lucky so far, but he didn’t want to press that luck. Normally, he’d hate the idea of rushing through a blowjob, but it was smart not to let it go on too long.
Luckily, he was already on the precipice of exploding from jerking Nolan off.
It was when Nolan gently kneaded Cam’s balls while sucking the crown of his cock that he knew his release would come quicker than expected.
Yes, he knew this needed to be expeditious, but he hated that it would be that fast. They really needed to make up for it later. When they were alone in Cam’s cabin.
Or maybe up in one of the playrooms in Heaven. He might have to book a room to test each other’s limits.
But not tonight. Tonight, he didn’t want an audience. He wanted to get to know Nolan in a more intimate way.
Cam tensed as his friend took him all the way to the back of his mouth, practically swallowing him whole. His fingers flexed as he resisted grabbing Nolan’s head to thrust hard and deep.
Fuck, he was about to blow.
When Nolan wrapped his hand around the base and continued to suck the head, Cam called it a wrap.
He. Was. Done.
“I’m going to come,” he warned, barely in time.
But Nolan didn’t pull back, he kept sucking and stroking. Cam squeezed his eyes shut, tilted his hips, and shot his load down Nolan’s throat.
It had turned out to be a good day.
He hoped the evening would be even better.