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Rowe shouted and sped up his hips, sinking deep inside Noah, the tight, clinging muscles so fucking good, he could barely think. Pleasure coiled in his gut, drew his balls up tight. He dropped down on Noah and kissed his chin, his neck. He sucked the skin into his mouth and moaned as Noah tightened his ass again. “You’re killing me,” he breathed.
“What a way to go.” Noah’s words came between pants. “Come for me, babe.”
Rowe’s orgasm exploded through him. He keened as he thrust his hips, spearing into Noah as deep as he could go. He came inside him, barely coherent enough to hear Noah shouting as he spurred him on.
“Yeah, yeah, feels so good.”
Noah cried out and flung his head back. He reached down to jerk his dick. Rowe slowly pulled out of him, grabbed the toy and slid it home. He’d never turned the vibration off, and Noah gasped, then groaned. Rowe fucked him with the massager, watching him stroke his dick. Noah suddenly went still and let out a long, low moan, his entire body taut. Splashes hit his chest and stomach.
“Fuck yeah,” Rowe breathed as he slowed down the thrusts of the toy. Damn, he loved the way Noah let himself go when they were like this. “I love you so damn much,” Rowe whispered. “So damn hot.”
“Love you too,” Noah said, then hissed. “Too sensitive. Turn it off.”
Chuckling, Rowe hunted for the remote.
He must have been taking too long, because Noah gave out a gasping sort of frustrated laugh as he lunged up and pulled the toy out of his ass.
“Shit, I can’t find the remote.”
Still laughing, Noah helped him search for it, and they finally found it on the floor next to the bed.
“How did it get there?” Rowe chuckled and flipped it off.
“I probably kicked it.” Noah stared at him. “You know, I didn’t bring you in here for sex, but I can’t complain.”
“No, you brought me in here to gripe at me.”
“We both see how well that went.” Noah smirked and walked toward the bathroom, carrying the massager. Rowe heard the water running. A few minutes later, Noah came back out, tossed the toy into Rowe’s open bag, and sprawled on the bed next to him. One of his legs flopped over Rowe’s.
Rowe ran his hand down the sweat on Noah’s chest, the slick muscles feeling fantastic under his palm. He would never tire of touching Noah. Never tire of fucking him. In that moment, he felt alive. He rolled onto his side and cupped Noah’s cheek. “We’re going to get to the bottom of this mess, and then we’re going to take that camping trip we’ve been talking about. Just you and me and a tent in the woods.”
“Sounds perfect.”
It did sound perfect. Everything about his life with Noah was perfect.
So why wasn’t he rushing to marry this man? The moment he’d realized that Mel was the one and only for him for the rest of his life, he bought a ring and asked. No great deliberation. No crazy plans for a big moment. He wanted to snatch her up before she came to her senses and ran from him.
With Noah, he felt the same damn way. This was forever. He couldn’t imagine being with another person and being this happy.
Not for the first time, he wished Mel was there to talk to. She had this amazing way of being able to sort through the crazy in his brain, make sense of it, and give him a logical answer to his problem. Noah could do that too, but he was afraid of hurting him with his dilemma.
So, what would she say now if he asked why he didn’t want to marry Noah even if he loved him as much as he loved Mel?
Lying there with Noah pressed against him, his body sated and brain surprisingly clear, an answer came. He almost laughed. He could see Mel’s smug, I-told-you-so smile as if she were standing right there.
Why didn’t he want to marry Noah?
Because Noah wasn’t Mel.Chapter SixteenRowe hated the worried look in Noah’s soft eyes, but it was better if they separated this one time. He and JB could check on Sally Perkins while Rowe met with former General Cal Hamilton. The anxiety that was drawing the muscles in Noah’s shoulders into a tense, hard line was understandable. Washington DC was not known for being a town filled with trustworthy people, and living in the midst of them all was a mercenary who had killed American soldiers and stolen weapons. That couldn’t happen unless someone was protecting them.
But Rowe knew Cal. Trusted the man. He was willing to stake his life on the fact that Cal wouldn’t double-cross him.
That didn’t mean he was showing up to the meeting unarmed. No, he wasn’t naïve and stupid.
