Noah
Fuck! Just fuck!
Noah had never been kissed by anyone like the way Haru had kissed him—demanding, wild, and fucking sexy. He was still breathless and dazed, and he felt just fucking amazing.
The boy had thrust him back against the side door of the car and straddled him as he kissed him, his tongue entangled with his while their lips locked.
Noah licked his lips, tasting Haru’s sweetness, loving it. Now, more than ever, he wanted Haru.
He chuckled. The boy must have learned how to kiss like that from Aiden; he had no doubt about it. He, himself, realized he couldn’t wait to teach Haru a few techniques of his own.
Sitting up straight, he raked his fingers through his hair and took in a deep breath. Once he calmed down, he got out of the car and then went to open the trunk and took out what was left of the bags of groceries. After locking the door, he headed to the elevator, his mind still on Haru.