April out of the storm, p.6
April: Out of the Storm, page 6
“One weekend a month?” he rasped. His hands came up to rest on Jay’s shoulders, fingers digging into the hard muscle in an attempt to hold on. “How the hell am I going to last on that?”
Jay traced his nipple with his tongue, licking him in slow circles before moving farther down his chest. “I suppose I could venture into the city occasionally.” He moved his teeth across Nick’s stomach, nipping at him playfully. “If you can make it worth my while.”
His abs danced with each bite. “Oh, that part’s easy. I left most of my arsenal of toys at home.” Bowing his head, he licked across Jay’s temple, relishing the salty taste of his skin. “And I have a walk-in shower.”
Jay smiled against his skin. “That definitely sounds like it’s worth a trip to the city. More than one.” He moved lower, his mouth tantalizingly close to Nick’s cock. He tensed, expecting to feel the soft pressure of Jay’s lips, but instead, he ran his cheek against Nick’s shaft.
Only Jay’s strong hands kept Nick from jolting forward. “You are never allowed to shave,” he managed to say. A long groan issued from his mouth as Jay ran his beard down the opposite side as well. “God, I’m going to be jacking off to this for years.”
Warm puffs of air blew over Nick’s cock as Jay chuckled. “If I never shave, I’ll look like a bear.” His tongue slipped out to gather the pre-come at the tip before dragging the sensitive head through his whiskers.
Nick thought he was going to explode from the slivers of fire shooting through his cock. “I’ll buy clippers to trim it for you…” The words got caught on his quickening breaths, shuddering as they escaped his body.
“Works for me.” He alternated between the coarse hair on his chin and his lips, rubbing the tender crown, then soothing the aggravated skin. Nick jerked against his mouth, sliding on the slick counter, until Jay finally opened his mouth and sucked his cock into the warm depth.
It was tighter than he’d imagined, softer than he’d expected. Fucking Jay had been incredible, but the immediacy of his mouth eclipsed that pleasure. By far.
Groaning, Nick opened his eyes in order to watch. Pushing the hair off Jay’s forehead, he caught the hollowing of the other man’s cheeks as he tightened his lips around the crown. Jay wasn’t swallowing him down. He was doing much as he’d done to Nick the night before, holding still with just the tip inside. Torture. That’s what it was. Determined to drive him crazy.
Jay released Nick’s shaft and cupped his balls instead, squeezing and massaging them. Despite how rough they were with each other before, Jay’s fingers were surprisingly gentle. Nick could have handled more pressure, but before he had the chance to say as much, Jay let his teeth sink into the fleshy head.
Nick jerked forward, but Jay’s firm bite on his cock made it impossible to get any deeper. His fingers dug into Jay’s scalp, and he swallowed hard, trying to find his voice again through the dizzying pain/pleasure shooting through him.
Jay’s tongue rasped over the marks his teeth left, rough and searing. There were so many textures against his skin, Nick could barely tolerate it. His tongue, lips, beard, teeth. Even the roof of his mouth. And vibrations rolled through him as Jay began to hum. Nick wasn’t sure how long Jay tormented him. He wasn’t even sure how long he could stand it without shaking apart.
He finally lifted his head and met Nick’s half-lidded gaze. “Ready for more?”
“That depends.” He ran his tongue over his lower lip, wondering why he felt so swollen when Jay’s mouth was the one that had been so busy. “Is more sucking me off? Or do I finally get to know what it feels like to have your cock in me?”
Jay straightened, grabbed the back of Nick’s head, and smashed their mouths together. The kiss was all too brief. Nick barely touched Jay’s tongue before he pulled away. “Where are the condoms?”
He blinked. “In my overnight bag by the couch.”
Jay was gone before the last word was out. Jumping off the counter, Nick kicked off his jeans and briefs, then moved all the sandwich fixings out of the way. The very first weekend Jay had free. That was when he’d come back. Even at the rate they were going, he seriously wondered if he’d ever get enough of the ranger.
As soon as Jay returned to the kitchen, he immediately pushed his pants down to his ankles and stepped free of the garment. Before he reached Nick, he had the condom foil open. Nick plucked it from his fingers and unrolled it down his shaft. Jay coated his fingers with lube and reached between Nick’s thighs, seeking out his ass. He teased the entrance with his fingernails until Nick was squirming against his hand.
“I think you get off on the teasing.” As difficult as it was to do, Nick released Jay’s cock and stepped back, hopping onto the counter again. “But I can guarantee you, my ass is better.”
Jay smiled. “I don’t doubt that. Considering how much time I’ve spent admiring it.” He took Nick’s legs and hooked them around his hips, then wrapped his arm around his back. Jay’s fingers found his ass again, but he didn’t tease again. He pushed two fingers into Nick’s tight muscle.
Nick immediately clamped down. His lashes fluttered as he savored the sensation, but he knew it was only an appetizer. More would come. Much more, much thicker, longer, driving in and out of his body with the feral strength he knew Jay wouldn’t hold back.
Digging his heels into Jay’s ass, he tilted his head and licked along Jay’s collarbone. “You’re going to have to fuck me against a wall at some point. Even before you cuff me to the bed.”
Jay moaned, and Nick echoed the sound when Jay finally pulled his hand away. The tremor that ran through his large frame betrayed the force of his desire, and Nick took a deep breath, bracing himself for the first powerful thrust into him. His heart hammered in his ears at the nudge of Jay’s cock at his hole. The blunt tip felt wide, but Nick was ready for the thick penetration.
Jay hooked his finger under Nick’s chin, and forced him to look up. Their mouths met in a deceptively light kiss as Jay pulled Nick toward him, impaling him on his cock.
His first instinct was to scream. Nick was far from a virgin, but he’d never had a partner as thick as Jay, and his ass burned from how it tore into his muscle. The fire spread through his body, chasing through his veins, and he clung to Jay’s neck, nails digging into the skin as he gave in to the other man’s lead.
His second instinct was to clench. The burn quickly shifted from pain to pleasure, and the desire to keep Jay buried inside him, to stay filled for as long as possible, made Nick moan. He caressed Jay’s mouth, their tongues teasing in the slightest of touches. The contrast between the soft and the hard made it all even better.
“God, Nick…you are…so good.” His fingers dug into Nick’s hips. “And you taste…” Jay moaned and pushed his tongue deeper into Nick’s mouth. He pulled back, sliding out of Nick’s channel slowly, letting him relive every second of the slow burn of his first thrust.
Though Nick’s head was reeling by the time Jay was nearly all the way out, he still expected Jay to slam back inside. Slow versus fast. Soft versus hard. Jay liked to keep him on edge, and the way he teased lent full credence to believing it.
But Jay surprised him. When he started to thrust back in, he took his time, as if he wanted to feel every inch stretching around his shaft, feel every flutter of Nick’s passage as it reacted to his size and heat. Nick whimpered, not out of the need for more, but from delight. He eased his hold on Jay’s nape to stroke up and down his back, kneading the taut muscles. He doubted he’d ever get tired of touching Jay. Everything about the other man astonished him.
Jay’s mouth finally left his, and he trailed hard kisses down his throat and over his shoulder. It felt like Jay wanted to taste all of him. The kisses were harder than he expected, his teeth occasionally scraping against his hot skin. He never deviated from his slow rhythm. Even when Nick began to push for more, Jay kept him at his mercy, his hands just strong enough to hold him in place for each measured stroke.
He settled his mouth at Jay’s ear.
“Is this your secret strategy?” he murmured. “Get me addicted to what you do so I come begging for more?”
“You’re on to me.” Jay took a deep breath. “Is it working?”
“No.” Nick gasped when a stroke brushed over his prostate. “It already did.”
“You’re not just saying that?” Jay tightened his hold. “So I won’t stop?”
He couldn’t respond right away. There were too many shocks reverberating through his body. He had to gulp several times before he found his voice again.
“No games. I won’t ever tell you anything I don’t mean, Jay.”
Jay lifted his head to meet Nick’s gaze. The pleasure wasn’t gone from his eyes, but his face was oddly serious. “No games.”
Nick’s throat was tight. Damn it, there were moments when Jay completely undid him. He lost all coherent thought, drowned in those intense hazel eyes. He could do nothing but lean forward and touch their lips together, ghost over the heat without seeking entrance just yet.
Jay let Nick’s lips brush over his without deepening it. His breath was hot and sweet against Nick’s face, and the soft, glancing pressure was enough to make his throat and chest tighten. He could barely swallow, and his pulse fluttered. Jay seemed to know the second he needed to deepen the caress, because his mouth came down hard on Nick’s, his tongue plunging into his mouth.
Jay’s hand went from Nick’s hip to his shaft. He stroked him once, letting his palm gather up the clear pre-come and leaned back. Nick watched as he brought his hand up to Nick’s mouth and smeared it over his lips. Before he could lick it off, Jay tilted his head and kissed him again.
This was a caress he could throw himself into. This was the kiss he used to show Jay just how serious he was about his declaration. It didn’t matter if he couldn’t say exactly what he wanted, what he knew he shouldn’t, because he could make sure Jay knew this way, or at the very least, took what both of them wanted. Kisses were good for that.
Jay’s hand returned to Nick’s shaft, and he pumped his wrist in the same slow tempo. Fresh jolts of electricity shot up his spine. Nick had always craved the scrape and burn of nails, teeth, floggers, and a hard fuck. It was a source of constant frustration when Austin refused to do anything Nick’s body hungered for, craved. But he didn’t feel a hint of the same frustration at Jay’s steady rhythm, or his soft touch, or the gentle response to Nick’s kiss. Because each thrust, each caress, was fueled by an undeniable passion.
You couldn’t fake passion. If Nick didn’t know that before, he sure as hell knew it now.
With every sure drive into his body, Nick did everything he could to make it great for Jay. He squeezed muscles that were already scorched from the heat. He stroked the corners of his mouth as he sought out fresh spots to taste. He smoothed his hands over each available inch of skin, hungry for the rippling flesh to react to his touch. When he felt his balls begin to tighten, the familiar coils of electricity starting to collect at the base of his spine, he finally broke away from Jay’s talented lips and gasped for breath.
“Close,” he panted. “I’m not going to last.”
Jay grunted, his arm going around Nick’s back in a tight band. He stepped backward, and Nick’s legs tightened around his body, holding him as the counter disappeared from beneath him. Jay spun around and slammed Nick against the wall. The new angle put almost constant pressure on his prostate, and the weight of Jay’s body moving against his increased the friction on his already overheated skin. Jay pistoned his hips faster, each hard thrust sending vibrations up his spine and into the wall behind him.
Nick had to struggle not to close his eyes. He didn’t want to look away from the wildness flashing in Jay’s eyes, but the attack against his flesh was almost unbearable. It had him shaking almost as soon as his back hit the wall, and he clutched at sweat-slicked shoulders flexing beneath his fingers.
“God…Jay…fuck me…yeah, right there…”
He came with a scream that rattled him to his bones, his cock jerking between their bodies as it blasted across their chests. His balls ached, and his skin scorched, and still, he couldn’t close his eyes. He wanted to watch Jay’s orgasm, more than he’d wanted to feel his own. He needed to see it play across his amazing face
Jay’s hazel eyes darkened and his lips thinned. “Oh, Christ, Nick…” He panted each word, the tendons in his throat and neck standing out. “I can’t…” Jay didn’t finish his thought. His mouth went to Nick’s, but it wasn’t quite a kiss. It was rough and hot, and a long moan tore from his throat. He pushed into Nick’s body one last time, his cock jerking against his tight walls. Nick shuddered, his body trembling with each twitch of Jay’s shaft.
They stayed like that, muscles fused, hearts furious, for seconds upon seconds. It could’ve been nightfall by the time they separated for all Nick knew. All that mattered was the feel of Jay holding him, the hot breath neither could contain tickling across their damp skin. Nick licked across Jay’s lower lip when they finally did begin the slow, torturous pull apart, and it was the lingering taste of his own pre-come, the way Jay chased after it before they could fully part, that sent the final shudder through Nick’s body.
“So is there anywhere it isn’t amazing with you?” he teased softly.
“I guess there’s only one way to find out.” Jay stepped back and lowered Nick to the floor. Even after they were both standing, they didn’t quite let each other go. “I wish I didn’t have to get dressed again.”
“I wish I didn’t have to go back to work.” His fingertips skimmed up Jay’s arm. “You’ve made this an incredible weekend for me, you know that, right?”
“And to think, I just wanted to make sure you didn’t end up drowning.”
“I still have to survive the drubbing I’m going to get at work. They’re never going to let me live down missing this storm.”
“Then they’re idiots.” Jay stepped back and pulled the condom from his shaft. “It was a freak storm. You know, if you come up to visit me, my cabin isn’t as nice as this.”
Nick leaned heavily against the wall. It was going to take a little while for his legs to start working again. “It’ll have you. That’s more than enough.”
Jay nodded and pulled his pants up over his hips. “Nick…I just…I know you went through some pretty bad shit just the other day. If you realize this has been some sort of rebound thing…I’m not going to hold it against you.”
He knew it was a possibility. He’d had break-ups before, though maybe not quite as shattering as Austin walking out. But Nick thought he could recognize a good man, regardless of his emotional state, and there was no way Jay didn’t fall into that category.
“I can’t say it couldn’t happen,” he admitted. “But right here, right now, I know I’ve never been with anyone like you, whether in or out of a relationship. And I know I don’t want this to be a rebound thing.” Jay was close enough Nick could reach out and hook his fingers inside his waistband, pulling him gently closer. “So we just take it slow. I’m willing to do whatever it takes to make this work.”
“I can take things slow.” Jay smiled. “We’ll have this conversation again after I take you on your first hike at dawn. Some people handle being out in the woods better than others.”
His brows shot up. “You think I can’t take it?”
“I’m not saying you can’t.” He gestured at the door. “You can prove you can, though. Come with me to survey the damage west of here.”
Nick was torn. He was in good enough shape for life in the city and the occasional foray into the wilderness, but Jay surpassed anything he might be able to do. Except…the mountain was as much a part of Jay as the color of his eyes. To have any chance at building something, Nick had to share that with him, in every way possible.
He returned Jay’s smile, caressing his hip. “We’re going to need those sandwiches before we go out then. The way we keep going at it, we’re depleting our energy supplies faster than we can replenish them.”
Jay practically beamed at him. “You get those made. I’ll load up the Jeep. And I promise to have you safely off this mud pile before the sun sets.”
When he felt Jay’s muscles tense to go do what he promised, Nick tightened his grip and pulled Jay down to meet his mouth in a slow, sensual kiss. He didn’t care what time he got off the mountain.
He only cared about the man who’d come in out of the storm to find him.
THE END
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