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The old warehousehas underground parking. Every level has four lofts on each floor. I wanted the best view of Seattle, and so I snagged the top floor, facing southwest. On a clear day, I can see the ocean.
“Fuck, Noah. This is amazing.” He hasn’t been to my place yet. He’s only seen the garage, the elevator, and the hallway, so far. And he thinks those are amazing?
Ash is embarrassed by his living situation. I don’t need a degree in psychology to understand that. But I don’t want my place to further his insecurities.
I back him into the corner of my door. “I have worked hard for what I have. I can admit that, but I realize my road has been easier than other artists. Meaning, I never want you to think money and status matter to me. You. I want you.”
He hides his face against my shoulder but says nothing.
“You may be a power bottom in bed, but I’m telling you right now, I’ll smack that pretty ass of yours if you ever act ashamed of who you are. Because I love what I see.”
He peeks up over his long eyelashes. It’s so fucking cute. In this moment, he’s not simply two inches shorter than me but he’s my sweet man, who looks at me with puppy dog eyes.
“How do you get me so well after such a short amount of time?”
“I don’t know. But fuck, you’ve never looked cuter. Puppy dog eyes get me every single time.”
His smile is boyishly loving. It reinforces the gentle nature in him and the insecurities that he lives with. “I’ll take every fucking negative thought of yours, Ash, and turn it around.”
I want to make him the best version of himself, as I strive to make myself the best version of me for him, and him alone.
“Come on. Before I fuck you against the wall.”
His boyish grin turns to out-and-out mischief. “Can we do that one day? I’m all about people watching.”
The protective nature that surfaces is out of character for me, making me growl. “Never, I’ll never share you.”
“Ah, my guy is the big, bad, burly caveman type. It’s like you’re saying ‘Me, Tarzan; You, John.’”
I place my key in the door and shove it open. “Tarzan and John?” I ask.
We cross over into my loft and he points to his apparent erection. “I’m clearly not Jane, as you can see.”
I back him against one of my leather couches. “That you aren’t, big guy.” It’s cheesy, but it makes us both laugh as I whirl him around and shed him of his bottoms in one theatrical yank.
“Okay, so I’m down for this.” He laughs, and I drop to my knees.
“You mean,I’mdown for this,” I retort, and the both of us continue to laugh over the childish nature of it all.
But I have more on my mind and reach around his body and grab for his cock, and there’s absolutely nothing child-like about Ashton.
“How is it that I want you again already?” he questions.
“It’s been at least twelve hours. Let’s help each other out,” I add, my mouth watering for a taste. Parting my lips, I barely touch the tip of his cock, leaking pre-cum but fuck, he’s beautiful. Staring up at him through hooded eyes, his hands begin to massage my head, and I moan with his touch.
My mouth takes him deep, with his groans mixing with mine.
“Shit, Noah, I won’t last long. Ican’tlast long, not with your perfect tongue and your perfect mouth.”
I hold onto his hips, which are driving his cock further into my mouth, as I take him deeper and deeper. But I want more than just to make him come by my lips alone.
I push to my feet, and his whimpers are replaced by a long sigh.
I drop a kiss on his nose. “Stay put, and I’ll be back in a second, hon.”
Digging around in the junk drawer in the kitchen, I’m back in moments with a condom and lube. Dropping back to my knees, I squirt a large dab of lube onto my fingers. My lips wrap around his cock again and I pull his hips away from the couch. My finger breaches the cleft of his ass and slips inside easily, so I add another, while increasing my speed.
