Page 55 of Love Spell

“This is incred-”

Grabbing his face, Timo kissed him.

Noah returned it, catching his shirt front, but too distracted for more than a new rush mixing into the high he already felt.

“River!”Noah struggled up for air, only for Timo to get his mouth on Noah’s neck.“I want to go for a walk and see the river and —shit.”

The backs of Noah’s legs hit the bed.Timo’s mouth again covered his own.He pulled off Noah’s jacket and opened the buttons on his shirt with startling speed.They’d changed at home and thrown together overnight bags, but still wore business casual.Noah had to expect upscale venues with Timo involved and knew better than packing jeans and a sweater for the trip.

“We’ll lose the light,” Noah gasped.“We can come back for this.”

“We can come now.And still come back.”

“Timo —”

“Ages of light left —”

“No — you keep telling me to relax.”Noah was sitting on the bed by then, knocked off his feet by the force of Timo trying to climb down his throat.“Soyourelax.Don’t rush.”

“There’s a bridge.Pont Neuf, just there, down the street.Sunset — all the pictures you want.Plenty of time.”

Noah’s shirt and Timo’s jacket were off and Timo stopped speaking abruptly, mouth around Noah’s nipple.

“I’m all train-grimy.”Noah’s eyes were glazing, but he still tried to squirm out from under Timo.“Let me wash my hands at least.”

Timo kissed across his chest, then back to his mouth, while Noah tried to twist away, though he opened Timo’s shirt at the same time, aching so much to see Timo undressed, it was finally beginning to win out against the vision of seeing Paris at sunset.He knew which one would be more breathtaking.

“You too.You’ve been holding those filthy handrails.”Noah crashed to the floor to get out from under him, cursed Timo, dashed for the bathroom while Timo pulled off his own shirt, and had to pause to marvel at the luscious double sinks and fluffy towels even in the heat of the moment.

Quick hand and face scrub, towel, then Timo was there, barefoot, now in nothing but his slacks, allowing Noah no time to admire him because he always closed the gap so fast.His kisses had calmed, ready to relax with Noah after all, hands running down Noah’s chest to his abs, around his waist, pulling them together.Noah’s pulse soared and he wished they were on the bridge now, Timo kissing him in the blazing evening sunshine, river sparkling below, the City of Light stretched around them, hands all over each other.

Following where Timo led, pressing in to feel Timo’s naked chest taut with muscle and his own tense excitement, Noah was the first to drop his fingers to a fly button.Timo obligingly moved back a few inches, still kissing him, but inviting Noah with plenty of space to carry on.Noah freed the button and found the zip bulged towards him, tightening seams.

He couldn’t bear progressing any farther blind and broke a kiss to duck his brow against Timo’s collarbone so he could see down.While Timo kissed his neck, Noah drew down the zipper like a caress and hooked his fingertips into the waistband of the briefs.He slipped his right hand in to encircle and free Timo’s erection.

Timo shivered, breaths quickening.He kept himself still, only kissing Noah, hands on his shoulders, then his back, stroking along muscles down his sides, while he allowed Noah to discover him.

Noah had to keep swallowing, nerves tingling, pulse hammering at this unveiling.He stepped back so he could see properly, not looking straight down the hills and valleys of Timo’s chest and ab muscles.Again, Timo let him, forced to break off kisses, watching Noah’s face while Noah drank him in.It seemed to take a long time to glide his fingers up and back down the length of that shaft.Noah cupped his palm against the engorged tip, giving Timo the chance to push for more contact.Still, Timo hardly moved, silently inviting Noah to take all the time he wanted to admire and caress him.

Noah grinned.Of course, the one moment when Timo could find it in himself to wait on someone else was when that someone was drooling over Timo’s cock.

Noah had to get his mouth on Timo, had to trace those swollen blood vessels with his tongue and not just with fingertips.But the floor was marble.All the comfort rested one room over.He pushed down Timo’s slacks and Timo finished undressing himself before turning his attention to Noah.

They moved to the bathroom doorway, kissing again, while Noah kicked off his shoes and Timo opened his fly.Noah’s pants followed Timo’s to the floor, and they stood for a moment in the doorway, a chill breeze from the window Noah had opened tickling their overly hot skin.

The room was bathed in sunlight that was about to vanish behind the next roof, now lancing in the windows like a manifestation of the fire that flickered up from the soles of Noah’s feet, devoured his balls, and spread and twisted like a bonfire in his chest.

In the time it had taken Noah to wash his hands, Timo had moved fast.He had his little rolling bag open on the floor, a travel pack of tissues and tube of lubricant on the foot of the bed.

Noah’s already flighty heart raced at the sight of them.It wasn’t that he didn’t want them.But it had been a long time and even then his experience was limited.Timo was going to think he’d walked in on Amateur Hour.

Not so amateurish as to miss the obvious.He frowned at Timo, again pulling back.“What about being safe?”

“What about it?”Timo again went for his neck, one hand around Noah’s back, one reaching for his cock.

“Sorry.I obviously said that wrong.What I meant was, ‘Yousleep around.Weare going to be safe.’End of story.”

“I don’t, though.Not anymore.I’m only with you.I only want to be with you.”

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