As the intensity between them deepened on the sofa, Noah found himself losing the battle against his own desires.
Any remaining thoughts of the contract or their initial animosity had completely vanished, replaced by a growing heat that he could no longer deny.
His body began to react in ways that left no doubt about how much he was enjoying Adam's touch. He let out a soft, low moan and arched his back instinctively, a silent invitation that gave Adam even greater access to him.
Adam's hands were steady but urgent as he lifted Noah's shirt, exposing the pale skin beneath.
He latched his mouth onto one of Noah's nipples while his fingers teased the other, creating a sensation that made Noah's toes curl.
Noah was so far gone in the moment that he actually whispered a plea for more, and Adam was only too happy to oblige.
Adam continued to trail fiery kisses down Noah's stomach, his hands moving toward the buttons of Noah's trousers.
