He was getting close, but it couldn’t end here. There was so much more he wanted to do.
Noah curled his fingers through Ramin’s hair, not roughly, but enough that Ramin paused. He tugged, gently, and Ramin pulled offhim with a pop that had Noah shuddering. Noah’s penis shone with its coating of saliva. So did Ramin’s face, though some of that might’ve been tears. He wiped himself off with the back of one hand. The other stayed wrapped around Noah’s erection.
“Everything okay?”
“It’s perfect,” Noah said. “I don’t want to finish. I told you. I’m going to fuck you.”
Ramin whimpered. “Please.”
Noah pulled Ramin up to kiss him. Ramin’s shirt slid against Noah’s exposed skin. “Take this off,” he growled.
He helped Ramin peel it away from his skin, and there he was, the soft curves of his chest, the silvery stretch marks catching the light, the sharp lines of his tattoo. Noah traced them with his fingertips, relishing the goosebumps that sprang up in their wake.
Ramin was radiant.
“Which way is your bedroom?”
“Hallway, to the left.” Ramin’s voice came out hoarse. Had Noah done that to him?
Yeah, he had.
“Second door on the right.”
Noah stood and scooped Ramin up, cradling him. Ramin yelped in surprise.
“You okay?”
“Areyou?”
Noah chuckled. “I’m good.” What was all that CrossFit for, if not to carry the man he loved over the threshold?
“Fuck me,” Ramin muttered.
“That’s the idea.” Noah angled in to seal his mouth over Ramin’s smile. His tongue danced against Ramin’s. He could taste his own sweaty skin, but more than that, he could taste Ramin.
Heaven.
Noah bumped into the first door, but that was just a bathroom. Astrangely long and narrow one. Noah kept his mouth on Ramin, sucking on the tender skin right below the angle of his jaw, as they crashed through the second door.
The bed was smaller than the one they’d shared in Genoa, but Noah didn’t care. He’d make love to Ramin on a cot if he had to. As long as Ramin was happy, that’s all that mattered.
Ramin laughed as Noah tossed him onto the bed. His erection was tenting his shorts.
“Take these off, too,” Noah grunted, going for the button, yanking them down, leaving Ramin in a stunning pair of bright green trunks. Ramin’s beautiful erection was trapped beneath a quarter-sized wet spot.
Ramin was leaking for him.
“You are so sexy.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah. But you’ll be sexier out of them.” Noah dragged them off, and then there Ramin was. Naked. Glowing. Perfect.
Noah finished unbuttoning his shirt and let it fall to the floor so he was naked, too.
He leaned in for another kiss, laid himself atop Ramin, ground their hips together. His skin flared. His heart pounded. His senses screamedRamin, Ramin, Ramin!
“Fuck me,” Ramin pleaded.
