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Rowe stared at Noah for a couple seconds in silence, his hands clenching and unclenching at his sides before he finally asked, “Did you fuck him?”
Noah roared, thrusting his hands through his loose hair in frustration. “No! No, I didn’t fuck him! No! What the hell is wrong with you? No, I didn’t fuck him!”
No one could drive him insane like Rowe could. In all his life, no one could get under his skin the way Rowe could. He drove him absolutely crazy in one second then made him die of laughter in the next. He took in the wary look in Rowe’s eyes and the way he was chewing on his bottom lip in indecision, and Noah felt a sharp stab of pain in his heart. It didn’t feel like they’d get to the laughter this time…maybe never.
“Did you kiss him?” This question came softer.
A heavy groan rumbled from Noah’s lips and he dropped his hand. “Yeah,” he admitted quietly, closing his eyes. Rowe didn’t get it. Not that Noah could tell his best friend that he didn’t really want Ian, no matter how funny or sexy he thought the man was. The only person he wanted was standing in front of him and he was untouchable. “Once. It was nice.”
“Was it like this?”
Noah’s eyes snapped open, shocked at the question. He had only a heartbeat to register that despite having alcohol in his system, Rowe was still frighteningly fast. And then Rowe’s mouth was on his in a rough, searing kiss that sucked the air straight out of Noah’s lungs. Rowe’s fingers plunged into his hair, painfully twisting around the strands to hold his head captive as his tongue pushed into Noah’s mouth. A shiver ran through the length of Rowe’s body and he softly moaned, switching off Noah’s brain completely.
The kiss with Ian had been sweet and tentative. They had both cautiously felt each other out, checking to see the other person’s interest, careful not to push too far too fast. There had been a hint of a tease, a little promise of something more if the other person was willing to take the step forward.
But with Rowe? Pure fucking fire.
The second Noah’s lips touched Rowe it threatened to blaze out of control and he wanted to let it consume him. Wrapping his arms around Rowe, Noah pulled him against his own body so that they were pressed tightly together from lips to knees. He ran his hands down Rowe’s muscular back to cup the cheeks of his ass, pressing his groin against Noah’s so that he could feel the hard outline of his cock grinding into his own. No running. No hiding. They both moaned in unison, the kiss growing hungry, devouring. Rowe sucked on his bottom lip, bit it, then licked deep into his mouth. Noah couldn’t think, didn’t want to think. He was so damn tired of fighting this when all he wanted was Rowe. He loved his tight, compact body, the hardness of his hands as they gripped his head with desperation, as if he was afraid Noah was going to suddenly push him away and walk out the door. Hell, he was pretty sure he’d never be able to walk across the room, at least not without Rowe attached to him.
“Fuck,” Rowe groaned, breaking off the kiss long enough to slide his lips along Noah’s jaw to his neck. “Why does this feel so damn good?”
A dozen answers surged through Noah’s mind, but he pushed them all down. He didn’t want Rowe thinking too much about the why of everything. Was it so wrong to just revel in the fact that it did feel good? Rowe had been in pain for so long. Noah had been alone and empty for too many damn years. Couldn’t they just have this moment where it felt so fucking good that that rest of the world didn’t matter?
He decided they could.
He ground his spike-hard dick against Rowe, pressing his hands hard down on Rowe’s ass before slowly running them up his back. He didn’t lessen the pressure, stroking firmly, knowing his hold was possessive as he wrapped his arms under Rowe’s and clasped the backs of his shoulders. He held the man close, tilted his head and slashed his mouth over Rowe’s
Oh yeah. The pleasure that bore through him made him see stars behind his closed lids.
Rowe pulled back, gasping in air loudly and Noah opened his eyes and met that shocked, green gaze. “You okay?” he breathed. Or at least, he thought that’s what he said. His mind was scrambled and all he could register was heat and lust and the goddamn need to drag Rowe onto the nearest flat surface.
“You taste good.”
He couldn’t stop the crack of a grin at the hint of bewilderment in Rowe’s voice. “Then come back for more,” he whispered.
