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Rowe nodded and this time, he leaned in slower and pressed his lips to Noah’s. If Noah thought he liked snarling, biting Rowe, slow, gentle Rowe sent his heart soaring. The moan that came from his throat was ragged, and Rowe swallowed it down with a clench of hard fingers on his hips. Gripping tight, he pressed his lips harder and Noah opened for him, let him do as he pleased.
He stroked his tongue into Noah, proving that wicked muscle was so incredibly good for something other than smart-assed quips. He flicked it against Noah’s and chuckled when Noah made another incredibly embarrassing noise in his throat. Noah couldn’t help it. This was everything to him—everything he’d been trying not to wish for. He’d never felt this kind of heat with anyone else and he’d convinced himself that one night of theirs had been a fluke and that Rowe had run because it had been bad and not terrifyingly good. He’d told himself a lot of bullshit, but this proved it hadn’t been a drunken, foggy dream of perfection. It had been all too fucking real.
Rowe pushed against him and Noah’s back hit the door. He kissed Noah until he no longer felt alone inside his own body and when he retreated, breathing heavily and staring with narrow, hard eyes at his mouth, Noah held perfectly still. Rowe never took his gaze away as he opened Noah’s jeans and slid his hand inside to wrap strong fingers around his cock.
All the air left Noah’s lungs and his eyes rolled back in his head. “Oh fuck,” he said in a gasp. “Just go in directly for the kill, why don’t you?”
“Expect anything different?” Rowe leaned in and kissed his neck, leaving his lips there as he ran his calloused hand up and down Noah’s dick.
“It feels the same.”
Rowe didn’t ask what he meant and Noah knew he didn’t have to. It was like before. Years ago. The night he'd given into need and Rowe had responded beyond his wildest dreams. Rowe was feeling it again now if his harsh pants and flushed skin were anything to go by. He blushed dark like every other redhead Noah had ever met and suddenly he wanted—no, needed—to see that flush around and against Rowe’s tattoos.
“We need to lose some clothes.”
Rowe nodded, let go of his cock and stepped back. His startled loud, bark of laughter made Noah straighten up. He followed Rowe’s gaze and cracked up when he saw all three dogs sitting next to them, lined up like they were settled in for the show. “Yeah, no,” Rowe said, voice gruff. “Not letting them watch.” He held out his hand.
Noah didn’t hesitate. He took it and followed Rowe down the hall.###
Rowe didn’t know what the fuck he was doing. He just didn’t plan to fumble his way through this with his dogs as an audience. He hoped it wasn’t visible on the outside because on the inside, he was shaking like this was his first time. In a way, it was. The one time he’d given in to his curiosity about the male half of his species, he’d been a lot drunker than he was now. He mostly remembered the overwhelming excitement he’d felt and later he’d attributed it to some twisted sense of the forbidden.
He’d had a few beers tonight but he’d also hit some of Noah’s leftover ribs, so he was wide awake and his lingering buzz was fading fast. Add in a kiss that had shocked his libido from hibernation to overdrive and he was ready to try again.
With the same man.
That fact hit him hard. He’d looked at other men over the years, but only one had ever intrigued him enough to give in and here he was again. And this time, Rowe wasn’t the same. He’d grown up, experienced life and loss, and he no longer felt that odd sense of something forbidden. He’d been around his friends long enough to know the truth. No, this was new. And exciting.
Rowe was very aware that he was leading one of his closest friends to his bed. Most of his shaking came from anticipation. Holy hell, he loved kissing Noah. The man’s hand was hot in his and he’d felt amazing against him—hard muscles and his dick, damn. He’d had his own in his hand countless times and it hadn’t been the same at all. He knew how good fingers felt wrapped around that sensitive flesh and to be the one causing those soft catches of breath felt amazing. He knew what Noah felt, and holding that warm, silky skin over steel…shorted out his brain. He paused at his door.
He wanted to explore every inch of Noah. He’d wanted that before but what they’d had was an over-stimulated night of crazy passion that had been brought on by holding it back so long. He remembered coming more than once in that explosive haze, but they’d never slowed down to explore.
