Sweet Obsession (Nights Series #4)(14)

Luke froze. His head snapped up, his heart lurching against his ribs. The shocking words Ash had just spoken rang in his ears. One look at Ash’s flushed face and the way he tugged his lower lip sexily between his teeth while he dropped his gaze somewhere near his navel told Luke everything he needed to know about the sinfully wicked admission he’d made.

Bloody hellfire.

Luke rose until he was on all fours above Ash, his breathing ragged and his cock doing push-ups against his sweatpants.

“Would you care to repeat that?” he breathed.

Ash groaned and pressed his hands to his face. He swallowed convulsively.

“I’ve—I’ve never had sex before.”

Luke cursed out loud. His gaze roamed Ash from his head all the way to his toes, unable to believe the drop-dead gorgeous young man before him had never given himself to anyone.

Luke had his first sexual experience with a woman when he was fourteen and bedded his first man when he was in college. The fact that he was bisexual wasn’t something that bothered him, and he’d slept with both women and men over the last decade and a half.

Ash’s confession thrilled Luke like few things could. It also brought about a wave of possessiveness that rocked him to the core. Luke was selfishly, stupidly, insanely happy that he would be the first person to make love to Ash. To touch him and kiss him places he’d never been touched and kissed before. To take his body and make him go wild with pleasure. To watch him come apart beneath him as he climaxed.

“Not even a woman?” Luke whispered.

Ash stiffened and peeked at him between his fingers.

Jealousy speared through Luke.

“Well, I did try with a girl in college once,” Ash murmured. “Just to see what it was all about.”

“And?” Luke said, trying not to make the words come out grating.

“I—um—,” Ash hesitated, his ears flaming, “—I couldn’t get hard for her,” he finished in a breathless rush.

Thank fucking God for that!

Luke squeezed his eyes shut for a second, unable to quell the relief that rushed through him. He lowered his gaze to the shape of Ash’s extremely healthy erection beneath his pajama bottoms.

He most definitely isn’t impotent.

“Did she touch you?” Luke said thickly.

Ash inhaled sharply, his widening eyes filling with shocked excitement at Luke’s dirty question. He bit his lower lip and nodded wordlessly.

“Where?” Luke groaned.

Ash vacillated, his face flushed with the sweetest mix of lust and embarrassment.

“Here?” Luke asked roughly. He raised a hand and trailed it down Ash’s chest, his nails gently raking Ash’s left nipple.

Ash twitched and arched his back slightly. He nodded shakily.

Luke moved his hand south. “Here?”

Ash whimpered and shivered when Luke stroked the taut skin of his lower belly. He shook his head.

Luke palmed Ash’s cock through his pajama bottoms, his fingers closing around the thick, hot shaft while he bit back the groan of need rising in his throat.

“Oh!” Ash’s eyes widened, his hips jackknifing reflexively off the bed.

Shit.

Luke couldn’t help but stroke Ash’s twitching length, each glide of his fingers causing the young man to shudder and thrust erratically in his hand. Luke had never seen anything as bewitching as Ash surrendering to the passion burning through his body.

“Did she touch you here?” Luke said hoarsely.

Ash moaned and twisted his fingers in the bedcovers, his blue gaze darkening as he stared at Luke. He nodded.

Envy shot through Luke. He stopped stroking Ash.

Ash flexed his hips against Luke’s fingers, unconsciously seeking his touch, his expression pleading.

“Did you like it?” Luke demanded in a voice he hardly recognized.

Ash shook his head, a violent shudder racing through his body.

“Do you like this?” Luke started moving his fingers on Ash’s cock again.

Ash cried out and arched off the bed. “Yes!”





Chapter 12





Ash couldn’t stop the sounds that ripped from his throat as Luke gave him a hand job through his pajama bottoms, his entire body shivering and jerking on the bed. He couldn’t believe how good Luke’s hand felt on his dick or how much more pleasure he derived from Luke’s touch compared to his own fingers.

Luke cursed and stopped stroking him a moment later.

A moan of need left Ash’s lips. It was strangled in the next instant as Luke tugged on Ash’s pajama bottoms and dragged them down his thighs and off his legs, taking his briefs with it and causing his erect dick to spring up in the air. Luke tossed the garments to the floor and closed his hand around Ash’s naked cock before the latter could utter a protest.

Sanity fled when Luke started stroking him in earnest. Ash’s brain turned to gooey mush as the man he loved pleasured him with his hot, bare palm and fingers. Luke knew precisely how fast to rub him, how much pressure to apply, and exactly where to touch him.

A guttural cry left Ash’s lips when Luke’s clever thumb rubbed across the sensitive head of his rigid shaft. Red waves swam across his vision as Luke repeated the movement again and again. Tension gathered at the base of Ash’s spine and his balls. He whimpered when he recognized the sensation of an impending orgasm.