and stared at Noah’s pillow, noticed the slight indent, the way the blankets were neatly turned down. His thoughts drifted back to seeing Noah yesterday, for the first time after fifteen long years. The man looked as good as ever. Same sparkling brown eyes, same thick, dark hair, angled jaw, slightly crooked nose. And the muscles… And his lips… Dare tightened his grip and quickened his pace, allowing the sheet to fall to his thighs.
He fought the urge to groan as he thought about Noah’s mouth … how it would feel on his, or better yet, wrapped around his dick.
He groaned.
Unable to stop, Dare closed his eyes and imagined Noah sucking him, taking him deep into his beautiful mouth, using his wicked tongue, swallowing him greedily the way he used to. It didn’t take long before he was gritting his teeth, the intense sensations pooling low, a subtle electrical charge starting at the base of his spine.
Fuck.
“Noah,” he whispered, swallowing hard. “Fuck.”
The next thing Dare knew, he was coming hard and fast, splattering his belly and chest, his breath rushing out of his lungs.
Before his muscles relaxed, he heard the door to the bathroom slide open. He reached for the sheet, yanking it over his naked body as he peered down past his feet to see Noah coming out of the bathroom.
Maybe the ship should think about putting one of those occupied signs up. A big, bright, red one. That flashed. And played music. Yep. Music would’ve been good. So, you know, he would’ve had a heads-up. And this wouldn’t have happened.
“Thinking about me this mornin’, huh?” Noah asked casually, his gaze slowly traveling over Dare.
Dare frowned. “You? Why would I be thinking about you?”
“You never were a quiet lover,” Noah remarked. “Not even when it came to self-love.”
Dare smirked. “I’m surprised you didn’t watch. You never were one to look away.”
Noah matched his grin, then glanced at the clock. “Oh, did I mention? It’s eight fifty-five. You’ve got five minutes to get to breakfast.” Noah nodded toward Dare. “And I’m thinkin’ you might need a shower.”
Dare fought the urge to look at the clock. Instead, he opted for taunting Noah. “I’m sure I could make it if you wanna lick me clean.”
The heat in Noah’s gaze was unmistakable, but much to Dare’s dismay, he didn’t have a comeback. Not sexual, anyway.
“I’ll save you a seat,” Noah noted, glancing back at Dare over his shoulder as he reached for the knob on the door. “But you better hurry.”
The instant the door closed, Dare flew out of the bed. He scrambled to find clothes still packed in his suitcase, then glanced at the clock.
“Fucker,” he mumbled to himself, taking a deep breath.
It was only eight fifteen.
Noah stepped into the hall, then took a moment to lean against the door, trying to calm himself down. The last thing he needed was to run into Milly when he was half out of his mind with lust.
When he closed his eyes, he could still see Dare lying on that bed, stroking himself to completion.
Damn.
Turned out that Dare was right about one thing. Noah had been known to watch. Which explained why he hadn’t been able to look away when he’d unknowingly opened the bathroom door to witness Dare jacking off on the twin bed, the crisp white sheet pooled over his thighs. Noah had been stunned motionless, unable to swallow or to look away from the impressive sight. He’d been transfixed, watching as Dare’s thick cock tunneled in and out of his fist…
For those few minutes, he’d even allowed himself to remember all those times when Dare had jacked off for him, allowing him to watch. And the times when Dare had fucked his ass so perfectly Noah could hardly breathe afterwards.
Noah shifted, trying to readjust his dick, which was straining against the zipper of his cargo shorts and making them uncomfortably tight.
He’d barely managed to close the bathroom door after watching Dare come, Noah’s
He fought the urge to groan as he thought about Noah’s mouth … how it would feel on his, or better yet, wrapped around his dick.
He groaned.
Unable to stop, Dare closed his eyes and imagined Noah sucking him, taking him deep into his beautiful mouth, using his wicked tongue, swallowing him greedily the way he used to. It didn’t take long before he was gritting his teeth, the intense sensations pooling low, a subtle electrical charge starting at the base of his spine.
Fuck.
“Noah,” he whispered, swallowing hard. “Fuck.”
The next thing Dare knew, he was coming hard and fast, splattering his belly and chest, his breath rushing out of his lungs.
Before his muscles relaxed, he heard the door to the bathroom slide open. He reached for the sheet, yanking it over his naked body as he peered down past his feet to see Noah coming out of the bathroom.
Maybe the ship should think about putting one of those occupied signs up. A big, bright, red one. That flashed. And played music. Yep. Music would’ve been good. So, you know, he would’ve had a heads-up. And this wouldn’t have happened.
“Thinking about me this mornin’, huh?” Noah asked casually, his gaze slowly traveling over Dare.
Dare frowned. “You? Why would I be thinking about you?”
“You never were a quiet lover,” Noah remarked. “Not even when it came to self-love.”
Dare smirked. “I’m surprised you didn’t watch. You never were one to look away.”
Noah matched his grin, then glanced at the clock. “Oh, did I mention? It’s eight fifty-five. You’ve got five minutes to get to breakfast.” Noah nodded toward Dare. “And I’m thinkin’ you might need a shower.”
Dare fought the urge to look at the clock. Instead, he opted for taunting Noah. “I’m sure I could make it if you wanna lick me clean.”
The heat in Noah’s gaze was unmistakable, but much to Dare’s dismay, he didn’t have a comeback. Not sexual, anyway.
“I’ll save you a seat,” Noah noted, glancing back at Dare over his shoulder as he reached for the knob on the door. “But you better hurry.”
The instant the door closed, Dare flew out of the bed. He scrambled to find clothes still packed in his suitcase, then glanced at the clock.
“Fucker,” he mumbled to himself, taking a deep breath.
It was only eight fifteen.
Noah stepped into the hall, then took a moment to lean against the door, trying to calm himself down. The last thing he needed was to run into Milly when he was half out of his mind with lust.
When he closed his eyes, he could still see Dare lying on that bed, stroking himself to completion.
Damn.
Turned out that Dare was right about one thing. Noah had been known to watch. Which explained why he hadn’t been able to look away when he’d unknowingly opened the bathroom door to witness Dare jacking off on the twin bed, the crisp white sheet pooled over his thighs. Noah had been stunned motionless, unable to swallow or to look away from the impressive sight. He’d been transfixed, watching as Dare’s thick cock tunneled in and out of his fist…
For those few minutes, he’d even allowed himself to remember all those times when Dare had jacked off for him, allowing him to watch. And the times when Dare had fucked his ass so perfectly Noah could hardly breathe afterwards.
Noah shifted, trying to readjust his dick, which was straining against the zipper of his cargo shorts and making them uncomfortably tight.
He’d barely managed to close the bathroom door after watching Dare come, Noah’s
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