Page 62 of Love Spell

Timo didn’t care who it was talking, as long as it was Noah pressed up against him.

Entering Noah again after last night, now with him more than buzzed and more than ready, was a whole new bliss.He’d never had a man on the streets of Paris, and the hedges counted just as much.

Noah must be as tantalised by the idea because he responded in a way he hadn’t last night; actively wanting more, loose enough to say Timo’s name when he should have kept quiet under the circumstances.Timo likewise didn’t care if they were found or seen or bloody well arrested.Having Noah outside, all but begging for more, Timo fucking him with the taste of Noah’s tongue still in his mouth, was his fantasy manifest and nothing else mattered.

He clenched his teeth as he started to come, still aware that he should keep quiet, then gave way to narrating his pleasure to Noah, who answered him just as breathlessly.

“Finish me, Timo, please,” Noah panted, fumbling for Timo’s hand to guide.“While you’re still in me.”

Timo thrust and stroked Noah to climax while still riding the aftershocks of his own release, making both that much sharper.Even after, they lingered when they shouldn’t have, when voices passed them feet away on the other side of the hedge and the park gates would be closing any minute.

It took them much longer than it should have to find the hotel, leaning on one another, stopping often to kiss, then another spot of trouble when neither could locate the door into their room.It was Noah who concluded that they were on the wrong floor and Timo who ultimately found the door, which both found hilarious.

Timo had underestimated the strength of those drinks, plus the delayed effect, used to spirits and not thinking of wine or bubbly as especially hard-hitting.

To his chagrin, they quickly fell asleep twined naked together.It was only waking in the night, after lots of water and a little aspirin, that the party resumed.Noah held his own head, saying he’d never have thought he’d be okay with kissing a man in public in a million years, and now he’d had sex with one in a public park in the middle of one of the largest cities in the world.

Timo couldn’t tell if he was horrified by the revelation with much of the drink worn off, or only marvelling that he’d done such a thing.Either way, Timo took it upon himself to make everything better, soothing Noah with kisses until Noah forgot his troubles, whatever they were.

“Not you.”Noah’s tone sharpened, commanding, and Timo shivered.“You’ve had the last three.Put it on me.”

He rolled the condom lovingly down Noah’s length while Noah reclaimed his own focus.

“Are we going to be hungover in the morning?I feel halfway in between the party and the aftermath right now.”

Timo kissed him.“Let’s stay another night.”

“You’d really be fine with staying into Monday?”

“If that’s what you want.But I’m popping into a pharmacy tomorrow.”

“Do they have Boots over here?”

“Not that I know of.We’ll make do.You never answered my question.”Another kiss.“Would you rather be the one wearing the handcuffs or putting them on someone else?”

“I’m still thinking about it.”

Timo chuckled, shoving Noah onto his back and following.

“Can we go back to the Eiffel Tower tomorrow?”Noah asked happily.

Timo sat up, straddling him, smiling down at Noah’s blissful expression, visible in the dark with their curtains still open to the city lights.“If that’s what you want.”

20

They got home on Monday evening, bleary-eyed with exhaustion.After a nosebleed on the train that reached one of his shirts, greatly annoying Timo, and Noah’s blinding headache after too much drinking and wakeful nights, they’d gone to bed early for actual sleep.Noah didn’t feel much revived when he woke for the first time in Timo’s king-sized bed with the white duvet and elegant low-profile frame.

He swore as he turned over after killing the alarm.

“What’s wrong?”Timo tried to nibble his neck but Noah shoved him away.

“Where’d you get your mattress?A prison-supply store?”

“I almost forgot you’re from the country that invented eating a cheeseburger between two doughnuts.”

“Comfortable mattresses have nothing to do with decadence.”

“Alexa, open the curtains.”

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