Page 109 of Hard Rain

Whip chuckled. “Of course.”

Axel opened the nearest door, pulled him inside, and shoved it shut.

Whip blinked.

Well…

Axel crowded close.

Guess the bigger bed could wait.

“What?” His whole body burned, his clothes suddenly feeling too tight.

Axel didn’t answer.

He kept coming.

Oh…hell yes.

The man’s hand settled on his waist. His touch burned straight through his T-shirt. The other planted against the wall beside his head.

Whip’s back met the drywall with a small thump.

“Kiss me,” Axel said, his voice rough.

Whip didn’t think he’d ever been asked anything he wanted more.

Then Axel took his mouth.

His lungs forgot how to work for a second.

The kiss was hot and raw and way past waiting.

Whip moaned into it and kissed him back in silent agreement. He wanted this man like nothing else on earth. He still hadn’t quite wrapped his head around the fact that Axel had kissed him first.

But here they were.

One year of partnership had changed everything. Looking back, he’d probably been walking toward Axel a lot longer than he’d realized.

He fisted the back of Axel’s hair, threading his fingers through the dark strands and yanking him closer. The hardness beneath their jeans pressed together.

Yes. Fuck.

Axel lifted his mouth away and rested his forehead against his.

“Shower,” Axel muttered.

He laughed softly, his voice low. “Yes, now.”

Then Axel picked up the little plastic bag from the dresser.

Whip’s eyes followed it.

Leave it to Axel to remember the condoms.

A man after his own heart.

Axel took his hand and led him into the adjoining bathroom.