“I wasn’t allowed to say anything.”
Noah quirked an eyebrow. “We never talk, just fuck. Besides, it’s not like you actually care.”
Ice-blue eyes pinned on his.
“I owe you nothing,” Noah deadpanned.
Kaj let out a bitter chuckle. “I thought you had changed. That you’d become a real man, capable of being honest and admitting your mistakes.”
“You’re not one to talk about honesty, Larsen,” he gritted, fists clenching at his sides. “How the hell did you get in here?”
“Bathroom window was open.”
“What—you jumped over the fence and walked around the entire house searching for a way in?”
“Maybe.” Kaj lifted a shoulder.
“That’s fucking creepy.”
“I needed to talk to you, and you wouldn’t give me a chance.” He approached, confirming Noah’s suspicions about his inebriation when a distinctive alcohol-scented waft reached his nostrils.
What type of reasoning is that?“I don’t wanna talk to you.” Noah took a step to the side and motioned for the door. “This was just a sexual transaction, and now it’s over. Leave me the fuck alone.”
Instead of doing what he’d been asked, Kaj slammed the door closed and trapped Noah between it and his body. “You really gonna kick me out when it’s so fucking obvious you still love me?” He gripped the front of Noah’s tee, sliding a leg between his thighs.
Is he for real right now?“You’re so full of yourself.” Noah tried to shove him away in vain.
“You say this is over, but no matter how fast or how far you run, you’ll never get rid of me, Sørensen.” Kaj inched closer, and their breaths mingled. “You belong to me.”
“What are you—”
Kaj smashed their mouths together.
“Hmph!”
His tongue piercing clacked against Noah’s teeth as he forced himself into him, diverting his mind to the sharp sensation for a second while he slipped a hand into his trunks.
Noah shuddered, grabbing Kaj’s wrist. “Slow... Dow—unh!”Shit.
“You can say whatever you want”—he panted, pumping his dick—“but look at how you’re reacting tome.”
“Stop.”
Noah wrestled with Kaj, pressing a palm on his forehead to push his face away when he tried to kiss him again, tightening the grip on his arm to rein in the assault on his cock. But there was no use.
Manic, with pupils completely blown and a wrinkle between his brows, Kaj continued jerking him, squeezing his tip at the end of every upstroke with purpose.
As reason waged war against lust, Noah’s soul split in half. He didn’t want to do this. Not like this. Kaj was so out of himself it was scary. Even when he’d been angry or needed to take his frustration out on someone, he had never trespassed his boundaries. Never had ignored his words or his refusal to do something. Yet, at the same time... the despair in his eyes made Noah want to rip his chest open and offer this man everything he was. His secrets. His dreams. His fears. If annihilating every piece of him calmed the turmoil in his head, so be it.
Suddenly, Kaj yanked from his tee and brought him crashing down on the ground. Noah barely had time to react when his face hit the carpeted floor, and his jeans and boxers were pulled down to his thighs.
Noah tried to crawl away from Kaj, but he kneeled on the back of his legs, pinning him in place as he took off his own T-shirt.
“Let me go!” Noah twisted to glare at him.
With a blank yet lascivious expression, and not a single word, Kaj parted his asscheeks and spit on his hole.
“W-what are you doing?”
