Chapter Twenty #2
Matt stood behind him as he fumbled with it, running his hands up and down his bare chest and tweaking his nipples.
Shane paid him back once they were inside, stripping Matt’s clothes from him only to shove him face-first against the huge window. Matt put his palms on the glass and spread his legs, moaning as Shane nibbled his way down his spine before dropping to his knees.
He cried out when a few sharp slaps were delivered to his naked ass.
Soothing lips immediately kissed away the sting, fingers opened him wide, and then the silky heat of a tongue had Matt sobbing with need.
With devastating finesse Shane licked and probed, humming deep in his throat when Matt relaxed under his mouth.
One last soft kiss before Shane stood and moved with sinuous grace over to the nightstand. He fished out a condom and the lube, then opened his jeans and leisurely got himself ready, making sure Matt could see every movement of his hand.
“You want this?” Shane pushed down on his cock and let it bob back up. Matt couldn’t take his eyes off it, licking his lips as Shane sauntered his way again.
“Damn, you’re hot for it.” Shane smoothed his palms up and down Matt’s tense, sweaty back. “You ready to get fucked in front of all of Vegas?”
Matt could barely focus, he felt so sluggish with arousal, but he gazed out through the window at the brightly lit buildings that loomed around them in every direction. It was impossible to tell if anyone was watching them, but the thought that someone might be made his cock pulse.
“Does that turn you on?” Shane purred as he leaned down to sink his teeth into the muscle of Matt’s shoulder.
“Knowing that you’re all mine tonight? That they can see this beautiful body…
” Shane pulled Matt upright and traced his fingertips along his abs, up to his chest and back down again. “…but they can’t touch?”
Yes, I’m all yours. All yours.
Matt reached behind himself and wrapped his arms around Shane’s neck, groaning at the feel of his cock snugged into the crack of his ass.
“Fuck me.” Matt didn’t even recognize his own voice, it was so low and guttural.
In response Shane yanked his head back and kissed him brutally, then pushed him forward again.
Matt fell against the window, his heated face on the cold glass, gasping as Shane gripped his hips and worked the swollen head of his cock inside him.
He hissed at the intrusion, but Shane held him fast, opening him up with sharp little thrusts that had Matt shamelessly begging for more.
“Mmm, you’re squeezing my dick like a vise,” Shane purred. “Let me in, gorgeous.” He pulled back, then hilted himself, the fabric of his jeans rasping against Matt’s bare buttocks and thighs.
Matt whimpered under the stretch and burn, clawing at the window, lifting up on tiptoe to take him even deeper inside. He’d never felt so exposed, so vulnerable…yet so safe.
“Do you know how beautiful you are,” Shane’s lips were soft on Matt’s cheek as he whispered, “in the way you give yourself to me? You trust me?”
“I trust you.” With everything.
The slaps of their skin and Shane’s grunts were loud in the quiet room.
Matt pushed against him, driving him on, loving how Shane threw his head back, his mouth going slack as pleasure took over.
Matt’s cock was so hard it bounced up and slapped his abs with every thrust of Shane’s.
His toes curled and dug into the plush carpet, his body a mass of hot, quivery sensation.
Shane wrapped his arms around Matt’s waist and leaned forward to bury his face in the side of his neck. “Fuck, I’m so deep,” he murmured. “Feel me?” He circled his hips, hitting Matt’s sweet spot. Matt cried out, writhing, trapped between cold glass and the heat of Shane’s body.
Shane thrust again, chuckling low in his throat as Matt let out another helpless moan. He slid his hands down to circle Matt’s cock and fondle his balls.
“Need you to come for me, baby.”
He started a hard, fast rhythm, nailing Matt’s prostate over and over, jerking him roughly and tugging on his balls with every downstroke.
The pleasure was overwhelming, assaulting Matt’s senses from all directions. He couldn’t get away from it, didn’t want to get away from it, finally letting it sweep over him in a wave that had his knees buckling from the force of it, Shane’s arms around him the only thing holding him up.
Through his own cries he could hear Shane groaning in his ear, feel his cock throbbing deep within him. The spasms were endless, racking Matt from the inside out, and he finally sagged against the semen-streaked window, weak and spent.
Turning him around, Shane cupped his face in shaking hands and leaned down to kiss him, his tongue stroking Matt’s in a gentle caress. Matt clutched on to him until Shane pushed him gently away.
“Lemme take care of this.” He stripped the condom off and disappeared into the bathroom, leaving Matt standing there on trembling legs. When Shane didn’t immediately return, Matt padded after him, only to find him staring down into the sink, hands propped on the edge.
“Shane…?”
Shane jumped, his eyes meeting Matt’s in the mirror. “Oh. Hey.”
“What’s the matter?”
“Nothing.” Shane’s smile was wholly unconvincing. “Just got lost in thought for a minute.”
“About?” Matt moved closer and put his hand on Shane’s back. “Talk to me.”
“It’s really nothing, Matt.” Turning around, Shane pulled him into his arms. “Just some old hang-ups trying to come back to roost. I’m not gonna let them.”
Searching his face, Matt stroked the nape of his neck with his thumb. “Anything I can do?”
“No.” Shane bent to brush their lips together. “You’re already doing it, and I—” He broke off, shaking his head. At a loss, but wanting to make it better, Matt drew him to the bed and held him close.
Shane didn’t let go of him all night long.