“You’re so damned sexy,” Joshua murmured, handing the supplies to Frank with one hand and wrapping the other around Frank’s cock. He ran his thumb over the pearls of precome, using it to ease the friction as he stroked Frank, their mouths reunited. Frank palmed Joshua’s asscheeks, kneading the globes before he hauled Joshua off his feet. Not expecting the sudden movement, Joshua flailed and threw his arms around Frank’s neck.
“Easy,” Frank said through a chuckle. “I got you.”
Joshua snorted. “Of course you do. Your muscles are obscene.” He nipped at Frank’s stubbled jaw and wrapped his legs around Frank’s waist as he was held against the wall. “And I want to lick each and every one of them. But first, I want you buried deep in my ass.”
“Fuck. The things that come out of your mouth,” Frank said through a moan.
“Aren’t as exciting as the things I want to go in it.”
“You’re going to be a handful, aren’t you?”
“You up for the challenge?” Joshua ran his tongue over Frank’s bottom lip and squeezed his cock, loving the way Frank’s eyes all but rolled into the back of his head. “I’m going to take that as a yes.”
Frank claimed Joshua’s mouth, kissing the breath out of him. Joshua was so hard, he ached. If Frank didn’t fuck him right now, he was going to lose his mind.
“Frank, now.”
“So bossy,” Frank growled, the smile clear in his eyes. “I kinda like it. Let’s not waste any time, then.”
Five
So much for nothing happening between them.
Frank should have known better. The more time he spent around Joshua, the harder it was to keep his distance. When he’d searched for Joshua, the last place he’d expected to find him was in one of the back rooms. All kinds of sinful scenarios had played out in his head, but when Joshua said he wanted Frank to fuck him in the club because of what it meant to him, he’d been done.
And then they’d kissed.
Joshua was unlike anyone he’d ever met—always smiling, cheerful, eager to help. He was attentive and caring, beautiful inside and out. And for some reason, he wanted Frank.
“Frank, please.”
How the hell could he deny Joshua anything? Frank was so turned on he was in danger of coming before they’d even gotten started. Joshua’s sinewy body fit perfectly against his, and Frank couldn’t get enough of Joshua’s mouth, of his taste. He held on to Joshua with one arm, pinning him against the wall with his body as he handed the lube packet to Joshua, then carefully tore the condom packet open with his teeth. With the condom rolled onto his rock-hard cock, he held his two fingers up to Joshua, their eyes meeting. A wicked smile spread across Joshua’s face as he squeezed the lube onto Frank’s fingers.
Joshua placed his lips next to Frank’s ear and murmured silkily, “Fuck me with your fingers, Frank.”
With a groan, Frank pressed his lubed fingers to Joshua’s entrance and gently pushed in, his deep moan mixing with Joshua’s as Frank’s fingers were swallowed by that tight heat. Slowly at first, Frank moved his fingers until Joshua was rutting against him, his panting breath filling the quiet room.
“Frank,” Joshua whispered, need and desperation in his voice. He gasped and threw back his head as Frank picked up his pace, pushing his fingers deep inside Joshua and pulling them out. Frank’s stomach tightened at the decadent noises from Joshua as he begged Frank to fuck him.
“Oh God, I need your cock inside me, Frank.”
“Yeah?” Frank nipped at Joshua’s chin.
“Yes!”
Removing his fingers, Frank replaced them with the tip of his cock. Joshua was all but trembling in his arms as Frank breached his hole, sinking slowly inside him.
“Fuck, you’re so tight,” Frank growled. And it felt so damned good.
Joshua writhed in Frank’s arms, his moans and curses sweet music to Frank’s ears as he started to move, gingerly pulling out almost to the tip before slowly sinking back inside.
“Couch,” Joshua demanded, and Frank didn’t so much as hesitate. He carried Joshua to the couch and sat down, his cock buried deep inside Joshua, who sat astride his lap.
“Oh fuck,” Frank grabbed hold of Joshua’s asscheeks and pumped himself inside him, their bodies smacking together in the silence of the room sounding deliciously erotic. Frank’s body thrummed with need as Joshua took his pleasure from Frank, bouncing on him, driving Frank inside him over and over. Joshua’s plump lips were parted, his hair plastered to his brow as he moved.
Frank changed his angle, and Joshua cried out. He took hold of Frank’s shirt and tore it open, buttons popping off and pinging against the wall and side table.
“Jesus.” Frank closed his eyes, his head thrown back as Joshua tweaked on of his nipples. He ran his hands over Frank’s chest, down over the muscles of his abdomen.
“I want to come all over you, Frank.” Joshua sloppily kissed him before moving his mouth to Frank’s ear. “Mark you as mine. Will you let me?”
“Anything for you, baby.” The scary thing was that he meant it. All Joshua had to do was ask and Frank would make it happen. No one had ever had that kind of power over him, and it terrified him.
“Stay with me, Frank,” Joshua’s plea was barely above a whisper as he cupped Frank’s face. He peppered kisses over Frank’s cheeks and nose, down his jawline, his movements slowing to match the tender gesture.
“I’m here,” Frank replied quietly. He wrapped his arms around Joshua and slipped one hand under his shirt to slide up the curve of his spine. His skin was soft and warm, his presence soothing.
Passion fueled their kisses, but also tenderness and an affection that could quickly turn to something far deeper if they weren’t careful. Did he want careful? Their bodies moved as one, Joshua’s arms around Frank’s neck and his lips on Frank’s.
Frank snapping his hips had Joshua crying out his name as hot come hit Frank’s abdomen, shoving him over the edge. He thrust several more times before his muscles tightened and his orgasm slammed into him. He buried his shout in Joshua’s hair as he pumped a few more times before he was too sensitive to continue.
Their panting breaths was all that could be heard in the room, and Frank closed his eyes, a smile spreading across his face when Joshua snuggled into him with a contented sigh. Frank ran a soothing hand over Joshua’s back and nuzzled his hair. He could get used to this, to having Joshua in his arms.
“Come home with me.” The words were out of Frank’s mouth before he could stop them. What the hell was he thinking? Obviously, he wasn’t thinking at all. All his thinking was being done for him by certain parts of his anatomy. He considered playing off the request, but Joshua sat back, his smile squeezing Frank’s heart.
“Yeah?”
Frank was in so much trouble. He cupped Joshua’s face and ran a thumb over his cheek. “Yes.”
“I would love that.” Joshua leaned in and brushed his lips over Frank’s.
Kissing Joshua was quickly becoming Frank’s favorite thing. The taste of him, the feel of his body against Frank’s, the emotion and passion behind each kiss. Joshua wanted him as much as Frank wanted Joshua. It was evident in the way he looked at Frank, the way he smiled at him, touched him. Frank had never desired someone’s touch like he did Joshua’s. Everything about him was so… real.