Riding and Regrets by Bailey Bradford Page A

pinched both nipples at the same time, not too much pressure on them, just enough. “Like this?”
    “Just like that,” Noel told him. “Pull ’em a bit.”
    Jody did and Noel moaned as heat spread out from his tits. “I need you naked. Touch me while I get these clothes off you if you can, or wait, whichever you want. I just gotta know if you have freckles all over. Don’t tell me, either,” Noel warned. “I want to see for myself.”
    “’Kay.” Together they got Jody’s shirt off, and to Noel’s delight, he had freckles all over his shoulders, chest and back. They even trailed down his belly and to the dimples above his ass.
    “I like these a lot,” Noel said. “Never knew I had a freckle fetish. Could be it’s just your freckles, though.”
    “It is,” Jody told him. “No one else has freckles like mine. You oughta touch every one of them.”
    Hearing Jody’s blatant desire to be possessed, seeing it in the way Jody was staring at him so wantonly, Noel’s heart soared. He took a deep, hard kiss then went to work removing Jody’s jeans and underwear. The plain white briefs worked on Jody. He was a simple man, though not mentally. Noel was beginning to think that Jody just wanted to be loved, and wanted security—two things Noel had looked for all his life. His parents had failed him, and every boyfriend had, too. Gertie had been there, but she’d left, and Noel had floundered.
    He was almost afraid to hope that he was right about Jody. Then Jody looked at him with something so close to adoration that Noel’s breath rushed from his lungs. That look delivered a sucker punch to the diaphragm, a powerful emotional assault that Noel had no defences against.
    “Jody,” he whispered.
    “Right here,” Jody replied. He hooked his thumbs into the waistband of his briefs and began to tug them down.
    Noel watched, eager, aching. He would have taken them off for Jody. Watching Jody do it was more erotic.
    A pink flush swept Jody from forehead to belly, then again at the tops of his thighs.
    “You are so…” Noel struggled to find the right words but couldn’t. To tell Jody that he was everything Noel wanted would have been too much. Noel settled for wrapping his hand around Jody’s thick shaft. Jody jutted his hips forward and clutched at his arms. “Maybe I should let you fuck me.”
    “No,” Jody all but yelped.
    Noel glanced at his face.
    “No,” he repeated. “You said you wanted to fuck me. You told me to tell you what I want. I want you to do what you said.”
    Noel just about swooned with the surge of lust that hit him. “Lie down,” he managed as he released Jody’s cock. “I gotta get naked.”
    “You do that.” Jody squatted and Noel got a damned fine look at his balls and cock. “I’ll just keep this stiff for you.”
    Noel had never stripped so fast in his life. He tripped getting his pants off, he was so engrossed in watching Jody stroke his shaft.
    “Careful,” Jody urged. “Wouldn’t want you to fall over the edge of the loft.”
    “No shit.” Noel didn’t come close to the edge, merely hopped a bit then got the jeans off. He plucked the lube packets and condoms from the front pockets then tossed them to Jody. “Hang onto those.”
    Jody caught them and Noel knelt right between Jody’s legs. “Open up for me.”
    Jody did even better, bending his legs while he spread them, giving Noel access to everything. “Like this?”
    “Just like that.” Noel’s throat went dry as he took in the heavy ball sac and erect cock. “I’m going to make you come apart for me.”
    “I don’t think it’ll take much,” Jody said breathlessly. “I’m so close.”
    “If you come, I’ll get you hard again. Don’t stress over it.” Then Noel slid his hands behind Jody’s knees. Jody’s eyes went wide and Noel pushed his legs towards his shoulders. The move tipped Jody’s ass up and made his cheeks part so that Noel could see the little swirl of his pucker.
    “Noel,”