Take What You Want (12 page)

“
I
suppose so,” Alex said. “But, if things go south, I'll
have to leave. I won't take anything away from the performers.”

Bert nodded and held the
door open for Alex and Chase. It was a weird feeling for Chase to be
escorted through the back hallways of a club alongside Alex, with
people stepping out of the way to allow Alex to pass and offering
hello's and praise. Chase had never been a part of something like
it. It was surreal and a total rush. It made him wonder what it
might be like to be backstage at a huge arena with Alex.

When
they got to the entrance to the club, Alex touched Chase on the hip.
“Get in front of me,” he said. Alex helped shuffle Chase
into position, then they walked into the darkened room, with Alex
nearly pressed to Chase's backside. An enormous bouncer came up
behind Alex and stood there, keeping Alex sandwiched between them.

Alex turned into Chase,
doing his best to blend, but it didn't work. Two girls sitting at a
nearby cocktail table rushed at Alex. The bouncer held them back
with a muscled forearm, but Chase could feel Alex bristle beside him.
Then he felt the heat of Alex's breath next to the shell of his ear.

“
I
think we're gonna have to leave,” Alex said.

Having Alex this close to
him, feeling the hard wall of his chest pressed into his arm, the
heat of his breath; was more than Chase could take. He could feel
his cock stretching the front of his shorts and hoped like hell the
club was dark enough and no one would notice.

A
moment later a shrill voice could be heard as the band on stage
finished their song. “We love you Zander!” A loud cheer
followed the girl's proclamation and the band gave a greeting to Alex
before they began their next song. A little pushing and shoving
started between a few patrons attempting to approach Alex from across
the club and Alex gripped Chase by the bicep.

“
Looks
like we're out of here,” Alex said, and tugged Chase along with
him toward the back hallway to the outside. “Is there a way we
can get back to your truck without using the main sidewalks?”
Alex asked.

“
Yeah,
follow me,” Chase said.

He led Alex through a couple
of backyards, hopping the white picket fences as they ran, then
skirted down a narrow alley that brought them almost directly beside
Chase's truck.

“
It
feels like you've had to do this before,” Alex said, jumping
into the passenger seat of the truck. “You saved me from a
couple hours of signing autographs. I owe you one.”

Chase laughed at the comment
and pulled out into traffic. He got them home in less than ten
minutes; pulling up beside the garage and shutting off his truck.

“
It's
early,” Alex said. “Let's go for a swim.”

Chase paused for a moment,
then slowly nodded. “I suppose I could do that,” he
said. “I'll go put on my bathing suit.”

“
If
you must,” Alex laughed. “I'll get some beer from the
kitchen and meet you by the pool.”

Chase was coming across the
patio next to the pool, when Alex emerged from the house. He was
carrying a bucket filled with ice and bottles of beer and Chase was
relieved to see Alex had slipped into a bathing suit, too.

“
I
hope you didn't feel obligated to wear something for me,” Alex
said.

“
Yeah,
I know, you're all about the public nudity,” Chase said.

Alex set the bucket onto the
table and popped the caps off two bottles, then passed one to Chase.
“I wouldn't go into town naked, but when I'm around the house,
I see no reason to wear clothes.”

Chase smiled as he drank
from his bottle.

“
I
hope you're not disappointed we had to leave Cherries,” Alex
said.

“
Not
at all,” Chase said. “I understand why you did it and I
think it was the right choice.”

“
I've
been where those artists are in their careers,” Alex said. “I
won't take anything away from them. It's disrespectful.”

Alex
set his beer bottle on the table and stepped directly in front of
Chase, his eyes canvassing his bare chest. Chase had the physique of
an athlete and Alex could not help himself from admiring it. Nor
could he stop the comment that slipped from his mouth. “You
have an amazing body.”

“
My
job keeps me in shape,” Chase said.

Alex's close proximity was
making Chase sweat. As awkward as he felt standing there, he managed
to maintain eye contact with Alex. He liked the way Alex was looking
at him, and loved the way it made him feel. He couldn't remember the
last time he was this aroused; hyper-sensitive to every glance,
movement, and touch. It was almost too much to process.

Alex took another step
closer, then slowly ran the back of his hand across Chase's chest;
his knuckle grazed a nipple. Chase's cock jerked up in the front of
his bathing suit and rubbed against Alex.

“
Jesus,
Chase,” Alex sighed, elongating his name. “Nice reaction
to my touch.”

Chase tried to calm himself
and slow his breathing, but he couldn't. Any headway he made went
out the window when Alex leaned forward, setting his face to Chase's
cheek, his fingers making the slightest contact to both his
shoulders.

“
Please
tell me Danni gave you the green light,” Alex said.

Chase swallowed hard. A
long moment passed before he gave his answer. “Yeah, she did,”
he said.

Alex pulled back, bringing
their eyes level again. His gorgeous green eyes flickered in the dim
lighting around the pool. “And, how do you feel about that?”
he asked.

Their chests were so close
to touching, Chase found himself leaning in to make the final
connection of skin to skin. Heat against heat. “Nervous, but
okay … I guess.”

A
smile pulled at Alex's full lips. “Good, because I
really
want to kiss you,” he said. “Think you'd be cool with
that?”

Chase nodded and Alex took
the beer from his hand and set it beside his on the table. Alex
turned back to Chase; his eyes holding onto Chase. The gaze was hot,
carnal, and knowing, and Chase held his breath; the anticipation was
killing him.

Alex lightly ran his fingers
over the skin on Chase's face, his thumb pad skimmed across Chase's
lips. His arms slid around Chase's waist and pulled him into a
tight embrace, then he dropped his face to the warm bend of Chase's
neck and softly moaned against his skin. Chase could feel the solid
muscles of Alex's chest, stomach, and the impossibly hard shaft of
his cock pressing into his. He felt lightheaded and shaky where he
stood, as if he could pass-out merely from the closeness of Alex.

“
Hug
me back,” Alex said, his lips laying feathery kisses up to his
earlobe. “Show me you want this as much as I do.”

Chase set his hands on
Alex's shoulders, then tentatively slid them around to his back. He
could feel his fingers shaking and pressed them into the firm muscles
beneath Alex's skin.

“
Try
and relax, Chase,” Alex said. His lips nuzzled the shell of
Chase's ear; his cheek rubbed against Chase's.

“
Easy
for you to say,” Chase said. His brain was spinning, much like
he had vertigo, with everything moving around him.

Alex opened his mouth
against Chase's jawline; his tongue ran a trail through the whisker
stubble. “I love this friction,” Alex said. The tip of
his tongue curled over Chase's chin and then his lips hovered over
Chase's. Alex's grip tightened around Chase's waist. His eyes
opened, gazing directly at Chase. “Take a breath,” Alex
whispered.

Chase slowly opened his
eyes. “I'm sorry,” he said, “But, I'm so nervous.”

“
Do
you want me to stop?” Alex asked.

Chase
blinked, trying to collect his thoughts and what he was feeling; what
he wanted. Every nerve ending in his body was on fire. He drew in a
deep breath, expanding his chest. It rubbed against the soft chest
hair covering Alex's pectorals and another pulse of energy zipped
through his veins like an electric current.

“
I
don't want you to stop,” Chase finally said.

Alex licked at Chase's full
bottom lip, then nipped it, and Chase's cock jerked again. “You
keep making your dick dance like that and I'm gonna have to do
something about it.”

“
That's
embarrassing,” Chase said.

“
It's
fucking hot as hell,” Alex said.

Alex brushed his lips
against Chase's; soft at first, until he felt Chase open for him,
then his mouth pressed firmly, the longer whiskers on Alex's skin
chaffing against Chase's shorter stubble created a wonderful sound of
rough against rough. His tongue dipped inside Chase's mouth and both
of them moaned. Alex probed deeper, and Chase thought he'd lose his
mind. His tongue met Alex's halfway, tasting the beer and the silky
texture of Alex. His grip tightened around Alex. He felt lost in
this man's kiss, disbelieving the new sensations burning through him.

Alex
flicked his tongue against the side of Chase's tongue, running the
long length, then curled over the top to tease the tip. His fingers
worked over the tight muscles of Chase's back, then slipped inside
the waistband of Chase's bathing suit. His fingers fanned across
Chase's ass cheeks and Chase wavered on his feet. He pulled back
from the kiss and pressed his forehead to Alex. His breath was fast.
Heavy.

“
You
okay?” Alex asked in a soft voice.

Chase nodded.
“Overwhelmed.”

“
Do
you want to stop?”

“
I
don't think I can,” Chase said. His hand ran up the length of
Alex's spine, under the long hair covering the nape and gripped the
back of Alex's neck, then his mouth took Alex's; his tongue slipping
back inside the warm, wet heaven where it was a minute ago.

This time Chase controlled
the kiss, holding Alex's head in place with his palm, his other hand
skimming through the soft chest hair on Alex and drifting lower to
the firm muscles on his stomach. His tongue slipped deeper, rubbing
and swirling around Alex's and he moaned, arching into Chase, then
pulled back.

“
Damn!”
Alex panted. “You're a natural top.”

“
I'm
not sure what that means,” Chase said, taking a nip of Alex's
bottom lip.

“
You
know what you want and … you're taking it,” Alex said,
still trying to catch his breath. Chase's fingers on his stomach had
him distracted. “I'm a bottom – and game for anything,
but in the end … I like to be fucked.” He said the last
part against Chase's mouth.

Again,
Chase's cock sprang up between them again and Alex chuckled. “Does
the idea of fucking me appeal to you?”

“
I,
I don't know,” Chase said.

Alex moved his hand under
Chase's bathing suit, from his ass to his bare hip, then with his
eyes glued to Chase's, his hand dropped lower; the fingers brushing
against the heated length of Chase's cock.

“
Oh,
god,” Chase sighed.

“
You
like that?” Alex asked with a smile, then his fingers circled
the thickness and squeezed.

“
You'll
make me come,” Chase said, his voice erratic and shaky.

“
I
thought that was the point,” Alex said.

Chase closed his eyes. His
breath caught as Alex's grip tightened on his cock and pulled off one
slow stroke.

“
The
other night when you were watching me jerk-off, and knowing you were,
too … it made me come so hard,” Alex said.

Chase groaned loudly. His
head tipped back over his shoulders; his hands splayed on Alex's
chest, his hips arching into Alex's hand. “I'm close …
really fucking close.”

Alex pressed his lips to
Chase's exposed throat, licking, then lightly biting. His hand slid
across Chase's hip and settled on the small of his back, keeping him
firmly pressed to him, while his other hand continued to stroke
Chase's cock.

Long, twisting strokes, with
Alex's fingers skimming over the ultra-sensitive tip of Chase's cock.
It was close to torture for Chase, wanting to hold off the orgasm
and ride the edge of this insane wave of pleasure for as long as
possible. Alex took Chase's mouth again and eased Chase's bathing
suit down onto his thighs, stroking tongue against tongue in time to
the strokes on his cock. Alex tipped his hips forward and the
underside of Chase's cock made contact with the courser hair on
Alex's lower stomach. Every stroke brought Chase's cock in direct
contact with Alex's skin and the added friction was bliss.