Chapter 17

His heart pounded as though he’d ran a marathon as he turned the knob to greet Rex. “Hello.”

Rex stood on his doorstep, wearing tight jeans, a plaid button-down shirt, a black cowboy hat, and a smile. “Hello, yourself.”

Jude stepped aside to let Rex inside his apartment. He went to move away, but Rex pushed him against the nearest wall and threaded his fingers through Jude’s hair. Rex angled his head so his hat wouldn’t hit Jude in the face just before his lips covered Jude’s. The kiss was hard, demanding, thoroughly possessive. It took him by surprise and sent jolts of lust from his toes all the way up his body to his ever-hardening cock.

Rex’s tongue parted his lips, plunging in, running along Jude’s teeth. With a groan, Jude’s arms encircled Rex’s neck and pressed against him as much as being pushed against the wall allowed. His dick now fully hard, Jude whimpered.