murky depths of his desire-addled mind.
Make me.
He pried his fingers lose from the counter and reached out his hand, hesitant and unsure at first, but once again, the scorching look in Alex’s eyes gave him some much-needed courage, so he sank his fingers into Alex’s hair and directed him toward the stiff cock in front of the man’s face. Excitement flared in Alex’s eyes as he closed his lips in the last moment and gave Noah a challenging look.
He wants you to make him take it, Noah realized with startling clarity as Alex’s words finally registered in his hazy brain.
Alex wanted Noah to take control. He wanted Noah to take charge. To use him. The thought was empowering to say the least. Alex trusted Noah enough to want to completely let go. It was a rush unlike Noah had ever felt before. With a slightly shaky hand, he wrapped his fingers around the root of his erection and tapped it against Alex’s closed lips.
A drop of precum stuck to the man’s lips, and when Noah pulled away a bit, a strand of it connected Alex’s lips and Noah’s cock. Noah whimpered, sure he was going to come right then and there, especially when Alex’s tongue peeked out and slowly licked it away. The last of Noah’s hesitation disappeared. He slid his fingers into Alex’s hair and pulled until Alex was forced to look up.
“Open,” Noah said hoarsely, and with fire dancing in his green eyes, Alex complied. Noah pushed inside without hesitation until the head of his cock met the soft back of Alex’s throat.
“Fuck,” Noah bit out and closed his eyes for a moment. Alex sucked, cheeks hollowing, and Noah lost it, thrusting forward, to the back of Alex’s throat again and again.
Alex’s fingers clutched Noah’s ass, probably leaving marks, which Noah loved. He was so out of it with chasing his pleasure that it took a moment to register that Alex’s finger had slid between Noah’s cheeks and he’d pressed the tip of his finger against Noah’s hole. Alex hummed, the sound vibrating on Noah’s cock, adding another layer to the ecstasy. It was already too good, but when Alex used his left hand to pull Noah’s cheeks apart and started tapping the pad of his finger against Noah’s opening, Noah lost it.
His whole body seemed to roll in on itself as he clutched Alex’s hair and came down Alex’s throat, groaning, his dick pulsing in Alex’s skillful mouth.
“Fucking hell,” Noah said weakly. He let go of Alex’s hair and ran his fingers through the strands, petting him gently, mouth dry, hands shaking. It was like he was floating in the greatest adrenaline rush but infinitely better.
“So how did I do?” Alex asked, voice a bit gravelly. “Did I earn the donuts?”
“You can have them all.”
Noah took the box and sank down on the floor next to Alex. His pants were still down, spent dick resting against his thigh. He grabbed the box, placed it on Alex’s lap, and opened the lid. His own donut was somewhere near the fridge, the floor covered in chocolate where the thing had rolled.
Alex took a big bite. “You’re very agreeable after sex.”
“I think you sucked my brain out through my dick, so it might just be my lack of intellect speaking.”
“Aww. You say the sweetest things.” Alex leaned his head on Noah shoulder as he meticulously destroyed his donut and reached for another one. There was glaze on the tip of Alex’s nose. His hair was a mess. Noah was half-naked, pants still around his ankles. The kitchen floor was a mess, but never had a morning felt more perfect to Noah.
He reached out his hand. “Okay, maybe I’ll have one.”
Alex pulled the box out of Noah’s reach. “Nuh-uh. You said I could have them all.”
Noah laughed. “There’s twelve in there. You’ll be sick.”
“It’s a risk I’m willing to take.” Alex made a big show of choosing his next treat, rummaging around the box. Every once in a while, he shot Noah a sly look.
“I love you.” The words tumbled out of Noah’s mouth. He couldn’t seem to hold them back any longer, nor did he want to.
The brightest smile Noah had ever seen appeared on Alex’s lips. He leaned over and kissed Noah. A kiss that tasted of sugar and chocolate and strawberry glaze and felt like new beginnings and hope. Alex pulled away. He looked deep into Noah’s eyes. “Nice try, but you’re still not getting my donuts.”
Noah laughed