Total pages in book: 115
Estimated words: 107220 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 536(@200wpm)___ 429(@250wpm)___ 357(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 107220 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 536(@200wpm)___ 429(@250wpm)___ 357(@300wpm)
“I fucking love how responsive you are. To everything.” Rowe rubbed his chest over Noah’s, whispering into his neck. “Tell me your favorite things.”
“Can’t. Think.” Noah turned and took Rowe’s mouth in a hungry, desperate kiss. “More. Put your fingers in me deeper.”
Rowe groaned and pulled his mouth back to kiss his shoulder as he worked his fingers deeper.
He realized Rowe wasn’t tall enough to kiss him and slide his fingers deep and the strangest sort of protective feeling squeezed his heart. This strong, tough man wouldn’t want to be protected, but he would want to be needed. No, he needed to be needed and as Noah nuzzled into the soft, red hair on Rowe’s head, he knew that what he did with Rowe had everything to do with need.
And with love.
Ian had been right. Noah loved Rowe and he had for years. It was why it had nearly killed him when Rowe got shot, then disappeared. And it was why he’d stayed mostly out of his life when he’d heard about Melissa. Rowe’s marriage had broken his heart. He’d almost come here when he’d heard of her death, but he’d waited, forcing himself to stay away, to not show up like some vulture. And then, when he’d realized how alone he was and how much he just plain missed Rowe, he hadn’t been able to keep himself away. He hadn’t expected this, but he had hoped.
Rowe added a third finger and Noah gritted his teeth. It had been a long time since he’d let anyone in his body.
“You okay?” Rowe asked. Moonlight spilled over his face, making his eyes shiny as he stared at Noah. He stilled the movement of his hand, but he still panted, still rubbed his cock against Noah’s hip, almost as if he couldn’t help it.
“More than okay,” Noah answered. He reached down and wrapped his fingers around Rowe’s dick, his heart slamming hard against his ribs when a hoarse cry escaped Rowe’s mouth. He squeezed his hand, stroked the silky, hot skin. “Find the condom. I want you inside me now.”
Rowe nodded, groped around the bed and actually growled before he stretched out and flipped on the small lamp on the nightstand. He blinked into the light, scanning the bed, found the condom and quickly put it on. Noah had to squint as he watched him. Rowe had the pale skin of a redhead and the flush of desire stood out on his chest and around the tattoo on his shoulder. His hair stood up in tufts on his head, his lips were swollen and soft-looking from all the kissing. His toned, muscled body came over Noah’s and he could only stare up at him in awe. He was fucking gorgeous.
Hot, slightly sweaty skin rose over his. Rowe groaned and slid against him, his hand stroking over the light matt of hair on Noah’s chest. “I think my heart is going to come out of my chest. I want you so fucking bad. Do you like it like this? On your back? Or do you want to turn over?” Rowe rocked against him. “God Noah, I can’t believe how good you feel, how hard you make me.”
Noah pulled one leg back. “Come on. Now.”
Rowe guided himself to Noah’s entrance and slowly pushed inside. “Oh, oh, fuck!” he breathed, his head going back, the muscles in his arms flexing as he held himself up. He rocked in farther, pulled out and thrust back in, another sexy as hell noise coming from his throat.
Unable to pull his gaze from the man above him, Noah let the pleasure roll through him. He stretched up and placed his lips on the healing gash on Rowe’s shoulder before pulling back. Rowe went still a moment, eyes wide open and locked with his. Then he smiled as Noah lifted his hips, groaning at the stretch of his body around Rowe’s. Rowe thrust hard and hit his prostate, wringing a cry from Noah.
“Oh yeah, that’s the spot.” The sexy as hell grin that peeked through the pleasured expression had a wicked cast that made Noah’s toes curl. Rowe relentlessly aimed for that place inside Noah and it didn’t take long for Noah to writhe underneath him, clutching his hard, slim hips as they rammed against him. He lifted up and pressed his lips to Rowe’s, loving the way the man opened for him. Their tongues tangled together as Rowe’s hips slowed and he pressed deep inside Noah. He lowered himself completely onto Noah and the fluid roll of his hips as he moved in and out was the sexiest thing Noah had ever seen or felt.
He wrapped his arms around that muscled back and opened his mouth over Rowe’s jaw. Rowe stretched back, giving him access and he sucked warm flesh into his mouth and picked up the pace of his hips. Rowe suddenly wedged one hand between them and wrapped it around Noah’s cock and that one touch was all it took to send him over the edge. He shouted as his orgasm hit so hard and fast, his vision blacked out. He clamped down on Rowe’s dick.