Coop pushed his hands under Noah’s shirt. Pulled it up, separating their mouths just so he could get the damn thing off. Before the shirt hit the floor, he rasped his tongue over Noah’s pierced nipple. “Jesus, this is so sexy. Damn you for being so fucking sexy.” He shoved himself hard against Noah. The bitterness in his own voice made Cooper see red. He shouldn’t be pissed at Noah because of how he felt. He shouldn’t be pissed at all but the anger was there, intertwined with the need, alternating which one gained control at any moment.

Noah’s hand slid around and covered Cooper’s erection. “Make up your mind. Are you mad at me, or do you want me? You feel like you want me, Coop. I know you do. Does it get you hot that you can take your anger out at me? That you can be rough with me? Maybe you’re not really pissed that you want to fuck me, you just like that you don’t have to go easy on me.”

There was some truth to that. Noah’s strength turned him on. The fact that they matched each other in so many ways, turned him on. He never thought he would find something like that, so…erotic.

“Fuck you, Noah. Fuck you for turning my whole world upside down.” As he spoke, he thrust his hips, let his dick rub against Noah’s hand.

Coop’s fingers went to the button on Noah’s pants but the other man stopped him. “I didn’t come to screw things up for you. I never wanted that for you… but I can’t be sorry for it either. Not when it brought us here. You can use me if you want. Take it all out on my body, Coop. I can take it. I want it all from you.”

Fuck. Cooper almost came right there. He ached, his underwear and pants suddenly too tight. Suffocating him. The reaction shocked him but excited him at the same time.

He wanted to burst free of all his confines. He wanted all of Noah. To experience everything they’d done and more.

Coop tried to drop down to his knees but Noah stopped him. “No. Upstairs. I don’t only want our mouths on each other tonight.”

New panic burst, came alive inside Cooper. “I don’t…I don’t know if I can… If I can let you...”

“You can have me. Use me. I just want you.”

That he could do. Cooper turned and went for the stairs, Noah right at his heels. There was lube in his room from the nights Noah spent there, and Cooper had condoms already. Cooper pulled off his shirt. Storms raged down inside him: lust, need, hunger, fear, anger, confusion. He didn’t know what to focus on so he fought to shut it all off. To do what Noah said. To take him. To. Fucking. Have. Him.

Cooper’s mouth came down on Noah’s. Holy shit he’d never been much for kissing but he wanted to taste Noah all the time. He grabbed the Noah’s bottom lip between his teeth and pulled, before letting his tongue swim in his mouth again. As they kissed they both unzipped each other’s pants. With rough hands, Cooper shoved the damn things down, Noah doing the same to him.

He wanted skin-to-skin and he wanted it now. He kicked out of his jeans and noticed Noah somehow beat him in doing the same. Then he wrapped a hand around both their erections. Cooper groaned at the feel of Noah’s hard, hot, prick against his own.

“God, that feels so good. Why does it feel so good, Noah?” His own vulnerability angered him further

“Don’t question it. Just feel. You’re running this show, remember? Take what feels good, Coop. Take what you want.”

This man tied him in knots. Wrapped him so tightly, Cooper wasn’t sure he would ever break free. With a hand on Noah’s chest, he shoved him backward. Noah grinned as he fell to the bed. Coop wanted to kiss that smile off his face.

Instead he opened the drawer in his beside table, pulled out the condoms and the lube, before tossing them beside Noah.

Holy shit. I’m about to fuck a man.

He almost took a step backward but then Noah’s cock, long and hard, flexed against his stomach. Cooper watched him, remembered how it felt to have him in his mouth. How much he enjoyed having Noah there. Cooper wanted that more than he should.

Straddling him, Coop let his mouth take over. He kissed Noah’s neck, shoulders, chest. “Fuck, I missed this, Noah. Missed you.”

Noah’s body stilled beneath him. Coop peered up, from where he’d been kissing Noah’s stomach, when Noah said, “You have no idea what it does to me to hear you say that.”

Me too… Knowing how it affected Noah, affected Cooper deeply.

Noah rolled his hip, rubbing them against each other. Pleasure lit him up like a damn fireworks display, a sensual buzzing under his skin.

“Tell me what to do. Shit, I don’t even know what to do.” He never thought he would utter those words during sex.