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Noah tightened his fingers and tugged, causing Rowe to glance over his shoulder. Noah lifted an eyebrow, silently asking if he’d stopped because he’d changed his mind.
“We’re doing this,” he gritted out through clenched teeth.
He pulled Noah into his bedroom. They got through the door and he turned to kick it shut before the dogs could follow, then grabbed a handful of Noah’s shirt and tugged him close. They stared at each other—green locked with blue.
“Still doing okay, Ward?”
He studied the slightly wary look in his friend’s eyes and hated it. He wanted nothing but that overwhelming heat, wanted him to stare at Rowe like he had earlier. Like he wanted to eat him alive. “Yeah. I’m working on instinct here, but I’m all in.”
The wicked grin he got in return sent butterflies into his belly. “Instinct is how we all do this at first.” Noah ran his hands down Rowe’s chest, scraping his short nails through the T-shirt. “It takes practice to learn how to do it right. Practice with the same person.” He kissed him. “Over.” He kissed him again. “And over.”
“Lots of practice,” Rowe breathed before he spun Noah around, hooked his foot behind his knee, and sent him to his back on the bed. He crawled up Noah’s big body quickly and fastened their mouths back together while he stretched out on top of Noah. Unadulterated pleasure surged through him and his plans of slow exploration vanished.
He rolled his hips against Noah, loving when Noah rocked up against him and spread his legs so Rowe snuggled in between. He groaned and Noah cupped the sides of his head, lifting to deepen the kiss, tangling their tongues together before thrusting inside Rowe’s mouth in the same rhythm he moved his hips. Fuck, his smooth rolling movements drove every thought but one from Rowe’s mind.
“Naked. We need naked.” He rolled off Noah and tugged his T-shirt off and fumbled with the snap of his jeans. Noah moved just as frantically next to him. He struggled out of his pants and turned to see that moonlight streamed through the window and highlighted Noah’s gorgeous, tight ass. He reached out slowly, ran his finger over one taut globe, then gasped when Noah rolled over and basically attacked him. He pressed their naked flesh together, ran his hand down Rowe’s hip and opened his mouth over Rowe’s neck.
Rowe stretched his head back, moaning when Noah sucked and bit at the long muscle down the side of his neck. His calloused hands ran all over Rowe’s back, his sides. He dug strong fingers into Rowe’s leg and hiked it up over his hip. Their dicks touched and Rowe cried out and shoved his hand between them to grab both in his hand. He stroked them together, relishing the throaty moans and other sounds coming from Noah. The other man was completely lost, writhing against him.
The heady power he felt in turning the big man to mush rushed through him like wildfire and he stroked harder and brought his face up so he could meet Noah’s mouth. His lips were full and softer against his than he would have ever believed. His tongue slid into Noah’s mouth and he tasted faintly of curry and beer, but mostly of that Noah flavor that Rowe hadn’t realized he’d memorized. It was addicting and he flashed back to the way he’d lost it that time, the way he’d given in to a desire he’d worried would complicate his life too much, the way they’d been all over each other.
Like they were now.
Noah stroked over his skin, touching everywhere he could reach as he stayed open for Rowe’s tongue. He sucked on it and Rowe shuddered and squeezed his hand. He pulled back. “I want…I want…” He couldn’t get the words past the harsh breaths escaping his mouth.
“What?” Noah kissed his jaw and groaned, thrusting his cock into Rowe’s grip. “What do you need, babe?”
Rowe ran his thumb over the top of Noah’s dick, feeling the slick pre-come. Noah sucked in a deep breath.
“Do that again,” he whispered.
Rowe did and the strangled cry Noah released made Rowe latch on to his lower lip. He sucked it into his mouth, laved it with his tongue and suddenly, he knew exactly what he wanted. He let go, pushed Noah onto his back and crouched over the other man. Noah stared up at him, hair in wild disarray around his head, blue eyes dazed, mouth open as he breathed hard and fast.
Rowe couldn’t look away for a long moment as something passed between them—something he’d felt between them in the past. It had sent him running then and a part of him felt that old rise of fear now. He shoved it back for now, planning to pull it out and explore it later. Instead, he moved down Noah’s body, taking in the light smattering of chest hair over hard, sculpted muscles, the trail of darker hair under his navel. He stared at his cock. Noah was built thicker than him and he was so damned hard, the tip flushed red. Rowe’s own dick jumped, his balls drew up and saliva filled his mouth.
