Total pages in book: 86
Estimated words: 80734 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 404(@200wpm)___ 323(@250wpm)___ 269(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 80734 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 404(@200wpm)___ 323(@250wpm)___ 269(@300wpm)
Pike laughed again as he spun and looped both arms around Zack’s neck. “I had a feeling. You just tell me what is cool and we’ll go from there.”
“I’m...not sure.” God, he hated admitting that. Having any sort of weakness pricked at him like a splinter he couldn’t get out. And he was the one who had said he wanted more than being friends in private.
“This?” Pike reached for his citrus-scented conditioner, pouring a big glob into his hand before—
“Unnng.” Zack moaned as Pike’s slick hand connected with his dick, a fast slide of pure pleasure. Zack’s pulse sped up and his hands found Pike’s hips, desperate for something to cling to so he didn’t fly apart at this contact.
“I’ll take that as a yes.” Pike worked Zack’s dick with a grip that was about a zillion times better than Zack’s own hand. “How about this?”
He proceeded to blow Zack’s last few remaining brain cells by pressing his body even closer, stepping up onto the balls of his feet and lining his dick up next to Zack’s. Zack got what he was about and bent his knees so that Pike could get a fist around both of them, let their dicks slide against each other.
“Hold up. I wanna try.” He added his hand on top of Pike’s, making a long, tight channel for them to fuck into. He gasped each time their cockheads dragged over his palm.
“More than okay?” Pike’s laugh was deeper now, shakier too. “Can I kiss you?” He tugged Zack’s head closer with his free hand.
“Uh-huh,” Zack said against Pike’s lips before claiming his mouth. He might be struggling with making sense of all this, but whenever their lips connected, everything seemed to slide into perfect order. This, this was right where he was supposed to be right now, tongue tangling with Pike’s, hips snapping as their cocks fucked into their hands. He sucked on Pike’s lower lip, which made his whole body shudder.
“Fuck, I’m close,” Pike moaned, words coming out in staccato bursts.
“Me too.” Zack deepened the kiss, tongue mimicking the movements of his hips and hand.
Pike’s free hand skittered over Zack’s chest, slick fingers tweaking his nipple.
“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.” Almost there reached boiling over with a single flick of Pike’s finger against his sensitive flesh, and Zack’s cock erupted in long streams that had him leaning hard into the shower wall as wave after wave of pleasure washed over him, cleansing him of all his doubts and uncertainties for long, beautiful moments.
Pike grunted, a series of incoherent noises escaping his mouth as he too came. And man, Zack wanted to freeze time, capture how he felt with aftershocks coursing through him, how Pike’s face went slack with pleasure, how Pike leaned against him, letting Zack support them both. Trust. That’s what it was, and it was heady.
“Fuck.” The water went cold, hitting them both square in the face. And just like that, doubts slapped back into Zack. Everything had changed, nothing made sense and he didn’t have a plan on how to proceed.
Pike smiled at him, oblivious to Zack’s turmoil as he held out a towel. That. He had that smile of Pike’s, the one that seemed to lick at his insides and make his skin feel like he’d taken a nap outside in early spring. And maybe he couldn’t base a whole life plan around a smile, but it was something and it was a start.
Chapter Eleven
“I’m in the kitchen,” Pike called as he heard Zack coming in the front door. “There’s food.”
“You made dinner?” Zack’s face scrunched up adorably as he came into the kitchen. His long feet were bare as it was his habit to remove his boots and socks at the door along with his jacket, leaving him in camo pants and a white T-shirt that clung to his skin. Hello, hot SEAL porn to go with my marinara. “Do I have time for a shower?”
“Go. I’ll finish this while you shower.” Pike waved him on, knowing Zack wouldn’t relax until he was clean. And also, if Pike was very lucky, he’d get treated to shirtless SEAL porn after Zack emerged from the shower.
For whatever reason, Zack didn’t seem to like showering on base, usually heading straight for the one here at home as soon as he came in. And this was slowly but surely becoming home. Hell, they actually had a table now to have dinner on. Pike had found a cheap table and two chairs combo on craigslist from a dude with a truck who’d dropped it off a few day ago.
And having a real table to eat on seemed like a good enough reason to deviate from the pizza and instant food they both usually ate. So he’d broken out his mom’s pasta sauce recipe, the one that used whole tomatoes, real spices and sausage, and picked up a pack of the wide, flat fresh noodles she used when she wanted to be fancy. Like Pike, she didn’t exactly love to cook, but this dish was one she trotted out when they had friends over.