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“Did the interview go okay?” I asked him, not quite ready to let him go.

Perhaps I wished for him to break character and do something that would let Ollie catch on.

“Yes, it went great, actually. I mentioned the beer brewing courses, too. Lou loved it and I think she might be back to do a feature on it. Free marketing and all.” He blushed and I could almost see his brain overanalysing the situation. “Sorry if I overstepped, I just thought ….”

“Noah?” I interrupted his rambling. “Thank you. You didn’t have to, but I appreciate it.”

“Hey, as if I’d pass up an opportunity to brag about my man.” With that and a cheeky wink, he slid into the driver’s seat. “See you in a bit.”

Chapter 30

Noah

Lewis jumped my bones the minute he stepped over the threshold. The door slammed shut behind him, and he urged me into the bedroom, dragging off my shirt, then his, between hungry kisses. Our trousers went next, and then Lew spread me out on the bed.

“Gods,” he growled into my neck. “I’ve been hard since you left the distillery. I need you so much, Puppy.”

“I need you, too, Lewis.” I couldn’t remember ever craving anyone the way I craved him.Hewas the piece my life had been missing. “Christ, you’re so hot,” I groaned between our frantic kisses. I nudged his shoulder to get on top of him. He followed my lead and dragged me on his body.

“Tear my fucking briefs, Lew. I need to be naked. Go on!”

Lewis actually mewled in response to my words, and used his claws to rip the sides of my underwear. Then repeated the same with his boxer shorts. I tore away the shreds that separated me from him.

His barbs stung on my sensitive skin. Raising myself up a bit, I spat into my hand and spread my saliva between us. Before I could fist us, Lewis stopped me. He held my gaze as he spat into his palm, too. His huge fist closed around our cocks.

Every time he stroked his furry wet palm over our cockheads, I let out an embarrassing whimper. It just felt so fucking good.

“Kiss me,” Lew gasped. His hand sped up as our tongues tangled. We came way too fast between our sweaty bodies. He stroked us through our orgasms and used his free hand to drag my mouth to his. “Thank you, Noah,” Lewis whispered when at last he let go of my nape, and I pulled away, gasping for breath. The softness in his eyes scared me to death. My heart overflowed with an emotion I hadn’t felt in so long I barely recognised it for what it was.

I really love him.

He looked into my soul for another long moment, then moved us around and snuggled his face into my neck.

Neither of us spoke as he breathed me in and our heart rates calmed down until they beat in sync.

“If you want to, I mean, I ….” I stumbled over the words.Why do you bring this up now?“No idea if you’re into it at all, but ....” I trailed off again when Lew kissed down my neck.

“Into what, exactly? I’m into you,” he murmured against my Adam’s apple.

“I want to be overpowered and held down,” I admitted, blushing fiercely. “I don’t know why, but the idea sounds so hot. And I’m into you, too. Like crazy.”

“Tell me more, Puppy.” Lewis nibbled on my skin, distracting me from forming a coherent sentence.

“I, oh God, Lew. I want you to take me and do whatever you want. I just want to know how it feels to lose control.”

“Mm, that sounds so hot,” he purred, licking up my neck to play with my earlobe. “Keep talking, Noah.”

“I want to be used,” I whispered. “And I want to do that with someone who makes me feel safe.”

“Do I make you feel safe?” He nipped my earlobe.

“You do.”

“Then I’ll do it. When you least expect it I will indulge in your fantasy with you, yeah?” Lew cupped my chin and brought my lips on his.

“Okay. Sorry, I didn’t mean to tell you right now. My brain is wild like that.”

“I love that you told me.” He kissed me deeper. “But right now … will you make love to me, Noah?”