Best Of Both Worlds (Colorado Black Diamonds #4)

Chapter 14

Chapter Fourteen

GRAHAM

T ension fills the elevator. Noah is so damn close to me that I’m going out of my mind with need. One brush of his elbow against mine and I might come.

Time slows as we pass each floor.

Why the hell are we on the second to top floor?

Out of the corner of my eye, Noah’s eyes are raking me up and down. Each slide of his eyes over me has my skin feeling too tight for my body. I want to be naked with Noah. To feel his eyes on me without clothes or the empty space of an elevator between us.

Fuck. The thought of it has me trying to rearrange the growing erection in my jeans.

When the elevator finally beeps, I’m bursting out into the hallway with a fervor that has Noah laughing behind me.

“Anxious?”

“Ready.”

This time, Noah presses a hand against my chest and pushes me back toward our front door. “Then get your ass inside.”

I spin to open the door as Noah crowds in behind me. My hands are nervous as I push the key inside the lock and shoulder it open.

The entire place is dark except for the lone light on above the oven. City lights blink in through the windows as Noah shuts the door behind us and pulls me in the direction of his room.

His large hand is warm, sending sparks shooting through me. Now that we’re in Noah’s room, nerves are starting to swarm.

I haven’t been in here since Noah moved in. It’s sparsely decorated—one nightstand next to a king bed with plain navy sheets and a gray comforter. Clothes are spewing out of the laundry basket. It shouldn’t have me laughing, but it does.

“Do you ever clean up?” I ask Noah as he stalks toward me.

He raises a brow at me. “That’s what you’re thinking about right now?”

Noah closes the bedroom door behind me and crowds me against it. On instinct, my hands fly to his waist and pull him to me. Noah’s hard cock lines up against mine. “Among other things.”

“What other things?” Noah drags his nose along my neck. Digging my fingertips into his side, I try to keep my thoughts from spiraling.

“How I want to see you naked.”

“Mm-hmm.” Noah nibbles on the hollow under my Adam’s apple. “Keep going.”

Holy fuck, does that ever feel good.

“I wouldn’t mind another blow job from you.”

Noah tugs my earlobe between his teeth before licking the sting away. “You like my mouth on you?”

“So fucking much.”

“Good. What else?”

Shoving his hands up and under my shirt, he tugs it off me and throws it behind him. His fingertips brush against my nipples, and it has my cock punching a hard pattern against my jeans zipper.

“That. I like that.”

“Yeah?” Noah leans closer and flicks the hard nub with the tip of his tongue. “How about that?”

“Fuck.” I bite out. “Do that again.”

This time, Noah tugs my nipple between his teeth and I arch against him. Ignoring me, Noah presses hot, open-mouthed kisses all over my chest.

How can this man be driving me so wild with need and lust? I’m strung out in a way I’ve never felt before, and I’ve only had his mouth on my chest. The thought of having sex with him? Damn. It has my mouth watering.

“May I?” Noah is on his knees, eyes dark as he stares up at me with his hand on my belt.

“Yes. God, yes.”

The bastard doesn’t do anything to put me out of my misery. Or pain, as it may be. My dick is so fucking hard, it’s ready to bust out of my pants, but Noah is brushing his fingertips against the hard material and not doing anything else.

“Fuck me.”

Noah nips at my hip bone. “Patience, Graham.”

My name on Noah’s lips has me sifting my fingers through his hair and turning his gaze toward me. I bend over and press my own mouth to the corner of his. “I’m running out of it. I want your mouth on my cock. Now.”

Noah steals a kiss, his tongue greedily taking what he wants. What I’m willingly giving him. Noah on his knees for me holds all the power. But it doesn’t mean I’m not going to make him work for it.

The teasing nips and bites are too much for me. I want to be shoving my cock in that mouth of his and feeling that wet heat again.

“Well, with an argument like that, how can I keep you waiting?”

The snick of the zipper being dragged down echoes around the room. Noah shoves my jeans down my legs before untying my shoes and pulling them off. When his hands drift back up my legs to my briefs, he pulls them down and tucks the band under my balls.

The hungry look on Noah’s face has me pushing my dick into his face. He grabs it, rubbing his thumb through the slit at the top.

“You really like my mouth on your cock, don’t you?”

“Yes,” I groan.

Noah’s tongue swipes out to taste the pearl of precum that sits there. It’s like that one lick of his tongue sets off something in Noah. Gone is the patient man who is taking his time with me. In his place is a man with a hunger in his eyes.

Noah sucks me down in one swallow, and it brings me back to that night in the bar. Strong fingers play with my balls, and if I didn’t want to wait and come when this man is fucking me—or me him—I would keep going. Keep bumping my cock toward the back of his throat as his fingers stroke the tender skin of my taint.

“Fuck. How are you so damn good at this?” I mutter, thrusting into his mouth. “So fucking good.”

Noah’s eyes are fucking sparkling as he stares up at me. The slight tilt to the corner of his mouth tells me he knows exactly what he’s doing to me. Noah pulls off me with a wet pop and stands. “I know.”

His lips are swollen as he grabs the neck of his shirt and whips it off. Perfectly sculpted muscles are ripe for my perusal. I want to lick each ab of his. See if he likes his nipples being played with as much as I do.

It’s like my own personal striptease as Noah steps out of his jeans and remains in only his boxers.

“Aren’t you going to take it all off for me?”

I’m aching to see his dick. Maybe it’ll finally catch up to me that I’m about to have sex with a man when I do see it, but right now, all the lust and pleasure is clouding out every other thought in my head.

“Why don’t you do it for me?”

Pushing off the wall, I kick off my boxer briefs and give myself a hard stroke as I close the distance between the two of us. Noah’s eyes rake over my now naked body.

There’s that sense of power again. The tip of his cock is peeking out of his boxers, and it’s a heady sensation that I can make him— Noah —feel like this.

Hooking my thumbs into the band of his red plaid boxers, I push them down his thighs and sink to the floor as I tap his foot to take them off.

I don’t know if I would describe a dick as pretty, but damn, does Noah have a pretty dick. The head is an angry purple with a vein running along the underside of his long, thin shaft.

I lick my lips as the first fingers of fear take hold.

“Are you just going to stare at it?”

Noah takes hold of the base, stroking it right in front of my face. I want to lick the tip. To see how he tastes.

Salty? Sweet?

A strong hand grasps my chin and tilts my vision to his. “What’s wrong? Having second thoughts?”

The tenderness in his voice has me shaking my head.

“I just…I want it to be good for you.”

Noah’s thumb brushes my bottom lip and I open, sucking the tip in. “Do what you like. I’ll tell you if you do something I don’t like.”

I nod and swipe my tongue along the head. It’s a different taste than I expected. My movements are hesitant. Unsure. But with each moan of Noah’s, it spurs me on.

I curl my tongue under the head and that has him thrusting in my mouth. “Do that. More of that.”

Glancing up at him, I see his head is thrown back in pleasure. Sucking in a breath through my nose, I do my best to work him over like he did me. My own cock is aching with need as Noah thrusts into my mouth, causing me to choke around him.

“Shit. Sorry.”

Noah tries to pull back, but I don’t let him. Grabbing hold of his delicious ass, I keep him in my mouth. It might be sloppy and hurried, but the whispered words of encouragement tell me that Noah is liking this.

No. Loving this.

Noah pulls out of my mouth and hooks his arms under mine to pull me up. He walks us backward toward the bed as his lips seek mine out.

Our combined taste lingers there. I push him back on the bed and settle my weight on top of his. The brush of his cock against mine has me rutting against him, tearing my lips from his as Noah wraps his hands around the two of us.

“How do you want to do this, Graham?” Noah asks.

“What do you mean?”

“Top? Bottom?”

“Umm…”

“I’m vers,” Noah clarifies, “so do you want to fuck me?”

I lick my lips at the thought of filling Noah. My cock twitches and Noah sees it.

“You like that idea?” Noah asks. “Fucking me?”

“Right now? Yes.”

“Then let’s do it.”

Noah reaches over to the nightstand and fishes around, pulling out a bottle of lube and a strip of condoms.

“How do I do this?” I rock back onto my heels as Noah sets his feet down and opens himself up to me. My gaze doesn’t leave his hand as he opens the lube and rubs it between his fingers before pressing one finger against the pucker of his ass.

I bite down on my bottom lip as he slowly works the long, thick digit in and out of himself, then watch as he inserts two.

Grabbing the lube, I pour more than is necessary on my hand and work one in as he’s slowly stretching himself.

Emotions play out on his face as he pulls his fingers out and I push two back in.

“Like that. That’s good.”

I take my time, listening as Noah encourages me.

“I’m good. I’m ready.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.” Sweat clings to Noah’s brow as I reach for the condoms. Noah halts me from rolling it down my length, and I want to weep because I am about ready to explode.

“You know…” Noah starts.

“What?”

“I haven’t been with any guys since I got all my tests done with the team and I’m on PReP.”

“I am too,” I tell him.

“You are?”

I nod, running a hand down his side. The strong muscles flex under my touch. I like seeing the reaction I bring out in him. “I am. I did some research after the club and figured it’d be a good thing to start.”

“So you’re saying no condoms?”

“If you’re okay with it, yes. My latest tests were all negative.”

The sly grin spreads across Noah’s face before his lips crash down on mine. His stubble brushes against my cheeks and I love the feel of it. How Noah tastes.

I never thought I would be this tied up over someone. Over a man .

But here I am. On the edge of the abyss with the man who drives me crazy.

“Flip over.”

I do as instructed and watch as he settles over me. Strong thighs sit on either side of me as he takes me in hand and slowly sinks down.

And holy fuck.

I don’t think I’ve ever felt anything so fucking good in my life. The way his ass is squeezing me? I have to think of every non-sexy thing I can think of so I don’t come immediately. Noah drops to his elbows on either side of my face.

“Do you know how good you feel?” Noah shifts his hips and it has me pushing my dick up into him.

I run my hands up his legs, loving how the hair feels under my calloused palms. “Not as good as you.”

“Not possible.”

His lips hover over mine as we start moving together in tandem. We’re sharing the same air. Drinking each other in as every single cell in my body converges to the point where I’m inside of Noah.

Every feeling is etched on his face as I pump my hips harder and faster into him.

I take his dick in hand, which is making a mess of his chest, and jack him off. “C’mon, Noah.”

My voice is gruff as my movements become sloppy. I’m out of my mind with need.

Noah drops his forehead to mine. “I want you to come first. I want to feel you exploding inside of me. Feel your cum dripping out of my ass.”

“Holy fuck!” I shout.

That’s all I needed to hear. The fissure of ecstasy starts in my chest, spreading through my limbs until it explodes out of me into a million tiny pieces.

My grip on Noah’s cock falters as he tightens his hand around mine. Only a few more pumps and ropes of cum are spreading across my chest. Noah’s face as he orgasms—which seems endless—twists in pleasure as he throws his head back.

Fuck. Noah looks so damn sexy, it has my cock twitching once again before he collapses on top of me.

“Fuck, Graham. That was…incredible.”

I drag a finger down the notches in Noah’s spine as we both try to come back down to earth.

How do I tell Noah that might have been one of the greatest sexual experiences I’ve ever had? I don’t know if I’m ready to deal with that level of cockiness from this man.

“I need to catch my breath, but?—”

“You want to do that again?” Noah asks, slipping off of me.

“All fucking night.”