amazing around his cock that he couldn’t feel his knees or his hands on Nick’s hips or anything but that slow stroke inward. And out, and in. Oh God. Out. In, out, in.
“Uh, uh, ngh.” He heard the sounds coming from his mouth as if from a distance. He felt the rub of denim across his thighs, the catch of his sweatshirt under his arms, the flex of Nick’s hips under his hands, but it was all remote. Nick grunted too, deep, wordless sounds as if driven out of him by the thrust of Brian’s body. The heat around Brian’s ramming cock was the center of his world.
For a second, he froze, realizing how hard he was slamming into Nick. Nick twisted to look over his shoulder, hazel eyes glowing gold. “Jesus! Don’t fucking stop! Come on!”
The words ran like fire through his body, like heat, flame, arrowed to his groin. He slammed forward again in a broken rhythm. His world narrowed to darkness where sex was all there was, each hard thrust spiraling him higher, a rushing well of blackness where he and Nick were ass and cock and skin and want, gasps, grunts, slippery, sticky, push, pull, electric climbing. Oh God, oh yes.
Oh! Climax spilled from him into Nick, his body letting go in a roller-coaster dive downhill, pleasure and release. He had enough focus to lean over Nick and reach under, adding his hand to Nick’s pumping fist, trying to keep fucking on through his own juddering, shaking, white-out orgasm.
Nick shoved his ass back hard, again, again, groaned deep and low, and then his ass clamped down around Brian. Slippery pulses of cum welled between their layered fingers over Nick’s cock. Brian kept stroking him, kept driving with his hips as best he could, until Nick muttered “Jesus,” and pried both of their hands off himself. Brian had just enough strength left to ease out of Nick’s ass and lean to the side before he collapsed like a pleasure-drugged elephant onto the bed.
The mattress bounced with his impact and Nick laughed. “Did we wear you out?”
“Ugh.” He couldn’t put two words together. Or even one. He closed his eyes and waited for the rush of his pulse in his ears to fade. After a few moments, he blinked and turned to look at Nick, who was leaning up on one elbow, smiling foolishly at him. “Words. Gone. Crash.” He loved the way Nick’s eyes crinkled at the corners as he laughed.
“As long as you’re not broken.”
“Bent.” He had to smile back. “Perfectly bent.” His smile faded as he remembered where they’d started this. “Is your ass okay?”
“I wanted a good hard fuck.” Then Nick sobered too. “Or did you mean the smack?”
He felt the heat rush to his face as he nodded.
“Don’t get hung up on that.” Nick reached over to tug a lock of Brian’s hair. “We both sometimes like a little roughness. When it gets too much, we say ouch and the other guy stops. That’s how it works.”
It was one thing to get too rough when you were trying to be sexy, but he’d crossed a line. He was sure of it. The wash of afterglow and tiredness and the tangle of not knowing what he wanted to say overwhelmed him. He let Nick fuss at him, tugging Brian’s jeans all the way off while he did nothing more than lift his hips to help. Nick tossed him some tissues and he wiped his hand and dick while Nick made a quick trip to the can. When Nick came back, Brian was sprawled flat on his back, still thinking about making the effort to take off his rucked-up sweatshirt. Nick bent, took the dirty tissues out of his hand and tossed them.
His kiss on Brian’s forehead was like some kind of blessing. “Shove over, you’re hogging the middle.” Well, a Nick kind of blessing. Brian shifted to his right. Nick got in next to him, solved his sweatshirt problem by tugging it up and over as he raised his arms, then tucked a leg up against him. “Gonna feel that tomorrow in the best way,” Nick murmured, dropping the shirt over the side and pulling up the covers. “Hope the sheriff doesn’t notice.” He turned his head on the pillow until his breath fanned across Brian’s neck. “Love you, y’know?”
Love you. Brian lay there, holding still, as Nick squirmed to get comfortable and sighed and fell asleep.