Total pages in book: 84
Estimated words: 78853 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 394(@200wpm)___ 315(@250wpm)___ 263(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78853 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 394(@200wpm)___ 315(@250wpm)___ 263(@300wpm)
That was an easy answer. Rowe swiftly marched across the short distance separating him and Noah, placing both of his hands on his wide shoulders. “No. No, I don’t. You and our family and Ward Security are all the action I need. I don’t need it and I don’t miss it.”
Some of the tension and worry appeared to leave Noah’s face and body, but he was far from happy.
“Then why would you keep me from going with you to see Cal? It’s not like I don’t know the man. It’ll be good to see him, in fact.”
“It’s just what I said. We all go there and draw attention to the man and his wife. Want that on your conscience?”
“What I want is for us to not separate.”
That took the wind out of his sails. “It won’t take me much time to see him. We won’t be separated for long. And it’s not like I want you out of my sight right now either. But we can’t risk putting Cal in danger. We owe the man a lot.” He’d watched their backs on more than one occasion in the past.
“When are you going to tell me what he’s had you doing?”
Rowe tried to give him his usual cocky smirk. “You know how that shit works, Noah.”
“Do I? Right now, we’ve got some evil motherfucker gunning for my life. JB’s too. You could easily end up in the crosshairs at this point, because I doubt this guy is willing to leave anyone alive. No, I know he isn’t. He took out his own fucking brother, so there’s no doubt about it. We’re all three in the worst kind of danger and especially if we’re right and he has bigger people in his pocket. It could even be Cal.”
“You don’t honestly believe that.”
Noah shrugged. “No, I don’t. But that’s my point. We have no idea who we’re up against here, and I don’t want you out of my sight.”
“I’ll just do this one thing, then we won’t separate again. Promise. I’ll even have you drop me off there once I get in touch with him.” Rowe tugged Noah into his arms. He held him close, enjoying the sound of his breaths in his ear. He wanted this man to continue breathing, so he was willing to take the risk of seeing Cal. Willing to separate just long enough to get some real fucking answers.
Noah pulled away to cup Rowe’s face. He kissed him, staring hard at him. “Okay, but this will be the only thing we don’t do together. Understand?”
Rowe grinned. “I do.”
“And no heroics by yourself.”
“That goes both ways.”
Noah smirked and kissed him again. A peck of the lips, then he slanted his mouth over Rowe’s and slid his tongue into his mouth. He tasted of the bourbon they drank. Rowe smoothed his hands up Noah’s spine and tugged him as close as possible. Familiar desire sparked through him, and he vowed once again to get to the bottom of this. Noah was infinitely too precious to him and he wanted to keep him.
The kiss deepened and Noah backed him into the bed. They fell across it, the kisses wet and hot. Noah nipped his chin, down his neck, his mouth opening to suck, and Rowe’s eyes closed as pleasure swamped him. He ran his hands down Noah’s shoulders, feeling the taut muscles of his arms. Arms that held him so tight. Noah was intoxicating, and he pulled him back up to crush his mouth with his. Passion rose like a wave inside him as he rolled them and speared his fingers in Noah’s soft hair. They kissed until his lips felt sensitive; then he sat up to pull Noah’s shirt off. He paused to tug off his own, then returned, moaning at the feel of naked skin against him.
Noah’s hands ran over his spine and down to his ass and he ground up against him. “I hope you brought lube.”
“It’s in my bag.”
“You get it while I run into the bathroom. I want you to fuck me when I get back.”
Rowe scrambled to his feet and tugged off his jeans and underwear, his dick slapping against his belly. Noah grinned as he got off the bed and strode slowly into the bathroom. Rowe watched his gorgeous, round ass the whole way.
He walked to his bag and remembered something else he’d thrown in—Noah’s favorite prostate massager. Grinning, he grabbed it with the remote and the lube and returned to the bed, stuffing the toy under the pillow.
Noah came back to the bed and pushed him down on it. He straddled him and rubbed their dicks together. Rowe grasped his hips, feeling the ripple of muscles under his fingers. He squeezed before running his hands up Noah’s wide chest. Hair teased his palms. He played with Noah’s nipples, getting them nice and hard, watching as pleasure made Noah’s lids lower. The man gazed at him with fire in his blue eyes.