pulled his hand out of Noah’s pants. “Happy?”
“Not in the least.” Finally, Noah managed to get the key in the lock. The click that followed was like music to Alex’s ears. As soon as the door closed behind them, Alex had Noah pinned against the wall, mouth covering his, hands roaming over every part of Noah’s body Alex could reach.
“Bedroom,” Noah said as he pushed himself off the wall and barreled into Alex with his chest. They stumbled through the apartment, struggling to get the soaking wet clothes off. They were banging against walls and furniture as they went, neither of them seemingly willing to take eyes, hands, or mouths off the other even for a second. It was a blessing Noah didn’t live in some kind of a sprawling mansion and instead had gone for a small studio apartment.
Noah pushed the door of his bedroom open, and they stumbled in, still kissing madly, hearts thundering as their chests pressed together. The backs of Noah’s legs touched the bed, and Alex pushed him until they both fell onto it. Noah’s smile as he looked up at Alex was breathtaking. The need swirling in his silvery-gray gaze made Alex’s breath hitch.
“You never stopped wanting me, did you? You’ve been missing me just as much as I have missed you.” The words tumbled out in a harsh whisper, part accusation, part confession, before Alex could even begin to analyze if letting them out was a good idea or not.
Noah met Alex’s gaze without hesitation, chest rising and falling with each heaved breath.
“Giving you up felt like a part of me died.”
Without waiting for Alex’s reaction to that admission, Noah lifted his head from the bed and kissed him. It was a soft touching of their lips at first until Alex let his body fall on top of Noah’s and took the lead. His tongue pushed past Noah’s lips as the kiss got heated again. Alex’s palm skimmed over Noah’s sides, trying to get underneath the T-shirt, the last barrier between him and Noah’s skin.
Alex sat up abruptly and pushed the shirt up. Noah lifted his hands, but the wet fabric did not want to cooperate.
“What’s with all those fucking layers?” Alex groused as he did his best to wrestle Noah out of his soaking clothes.
Noah gave a strained chuckle. “I’d hardly call a T-shirt layers.” He pulled the shirt off and tossed it aside so that it landed on the floor with a wet flop. Noah’s fingers went to his jeans. The button popped open, and Noah started wriggling to get the jeans off, which was made more difficult by the fact that Alex was still half on top of him.
Noah’s cock pushed free, and Alex cursed as it rubbed against his clothes. He needed skin to touch skin. In one swift move, he pushed himself up and started tearing off his own clothes. It was a long way from a sensual striptease, but Alex’s mind was hazy with desire, and he bet Noah was as overwhelmed by it all as he was, so it was safe to say that right then, what mattered was speed and not slow seduction.
Noah watched Alex’s moves from the bed, a lazy smile on his face and eyes half-lidded. “You’re still gorgeous.”
Noah’s cock was sticking straight up, bobbing lightly as Noah adjusted his position to get a better view. He leaned back on his elbows, looking sexy as fuck.
Alex took a moment to admire Noah. He let his eyes slide over the magnificent contours of Noah’s chest, muscular forearms, abdomen. He spent an extra-long moment on Noah’s erection before he moved to Noah’s thighs and legs.
Alex couldn’t believe that life had led him to this moment. Noah, on full display in front of him. It was just the two of them, neither of them in a hurry, no one to stop them from doing all the exploring of each other’s bodies they wanted. Tonight, there would be no rushing.
Alex pushed his boxer briefs down and kicked them aside.
“God,” Noah whispered reverently as he did some exploring of his own.
Alex walked back to the bed and straddled Noah. Noah looked like he was about to have a religious experience as he slowly reached out his hand, wrapped his fingers around Alex, and stroked him.
“I love your cock,” he said, eyes fixated on the drop of precum that had formed on the tip.
Alex lifted up and knee-walked further up Noah’s body. Noah let out a whine of protest