Espresso in The Rain

Excerpt:

Noah didn't know how he ended up in Elias's apartment above the café, but the heat between them was undeniable. The scent of roasted coffee lingered in the air, mixing with the musk of Elias's cologne as he pressed Noah against the wooden counter.

"You keep coming back," Elias murmured, his fingers tracing Noah's jaw.

Noah swallowed, his heart hammering. "Maybe I like the coffee."

Elias chuckled, his breath warm against Noah's lips. "Liar."

And then their mouths crashed together—hot, needy, desperate. Noah gasped as Elias's hands slid under his hoodie, fingertips skimming the bare skin beneath. Every nerve in his body ignited as Elias lifted him onto the counter, positioning himself between Noah's legs.

"Tell me what you want," Elias whispered, voice low and teasing.

Noah shivered. "You."

Elias smirked. "Then hold on tight, baby."