Rare - Briar Prescott Page 0,72

him closer, locking him in his grip, even though Noah showed no sign of wanting to be let go.

Ten years had passed. Ten years of confusion and anger and longing. All those feelings were in the kiss. Heartbreak and sadness and bursts of joy and elation mixed into one potent cocktail, and Alex couldn’t get enough.

The kiss was achingly familiar in its intensity. Alex was immediately lost in everything that was Noah. The only man he’d ever loved.

In one swift move, he turned them so that Noah’s back slammed against the wall. Alex pushed his thigh between Noah’s legs and thrust his tongue into Noah’s mouth. The greedy moan that left Noah’s throat made Alex’s dick press painfully against the front of his pants.

Rain kept beating against Alex’s back. All his clothes were sopping wet. Rivulets of water ran down his face, but Alex’s mouth was on Noah’s after a decade of thinking that it would never happen again, so he didn’t give a fuck. The whole city would have to flood before Alex gave up the opportunity to feed his hunger for Noah one last time.

For old time’s sake, he told himself. What was one more act of insanity?

Alex’s palms cradled Noah’s cheeks as they devoured each other’s mouths. Small shudders ran through Noah’s body. Alex had never felt such desperation before. The desire that had been contained under pressure for a decade had burst free, and neither of them was willing to pull on the brakes.

Noah’s scent overwhelmed Alex. It was so familiar, and Alex had missed it so much. Noah’s hands seemed to be everywhere, moving over Alex’s back, squeezing his ass, clutching the back of Alex’s neck. Alex moved his mouth to Noah’s neck, the spot under Noah’s ear that had once made the man squirm underneath him. Some things hadn’t changed as Noah bucked against him and groaned, throwing his head back with a loud smack against the brick wall.

“Do that again,” he said hoarsely, barely audible over the rain splashing on the pavement, and Alex happily obliged.

They were putting on quite a show by now, their only saving grace being that the torrential downpour had scared most people off the streets.

“I think we need to go somewhere a bit more private,” Alex managed to get out. Noah nodded but made no move to follow through. He just kept kissing Alex, which made thinking extremely difficult.

“I want you… to come…” Noah panted in between kisses.

Alex let out a strained chuckle as he tilted his head back and let the rain beat against his face to get a tiny bit of his sanity back. “Oh believe me, I plan to come.”

Noah smiled, his lips pressed against Alex’s throat. “Still a smart-ass,” he said and followed that statement with another kiss. “Let me finish.”

Alex laughed out loud. “I plan to do that as well.”

Noah groaned and let his head fall against Alex’s shoulder.

“Let’s go to my place.” He enunciated every word with exaggeration that would have bordered on ridiculous if his tone wouldn’t have been laced with that much need and desire.

“My apartment’s not that far away.” Noah pushed his erection against Alex’s thigh more insistently as if he was trying to put a full stop at the end of the sentence using his body language.

“Please,” he added, as if Alex needed any more convincing.

“Lead the way,” Alex said.

Noah’s hands shook as he tried to frantically jam the key into the lock. Alex figured his lips on the nape of Noah’s neck didn’t help the process along, and even though he wanted nothing more than to be inside that apartment, he also couldn’t stop himself from kissing Noah.

“Fuck!” Noah swore as he missed for the third time.

Alex chuckled. “Having trouble concentrating? Or are you generally that bad with aiming because I’m starting to feel like your inability to find a hole is going to cause some problems for us down the road.”

Noah slammed his forehead against the door, and his shoulders shook. “Stop making me laugh, you asshole. It’s your fault we’re in this situation in the first place.”

“One of us is waving the blame flag extremely liberally.”

“Your hand is still in my pants.”

Alex wrapped his fingers around Noah’s rock-hard shaft and gave a tug. Noah groaned and missed again. “Shit! Stop for a moment.”

“Stop what?” Alex asked innocently and slid his thumb over the slit.

“That,” Noah gritted out through his teeth.

“Oh, that.” Alex slid his fist down Noah’s dick and moved up torturously slowly before he