With a cry, he went off in Joel’s hand, his cum spurting in a wrenching spasm that knotted in his groin and exploded pleasure through his body.
“Oh my God,” he gasped.
“Just a start,” Joel said. He wiped off his hand then reached for his jeans closure again. He shucked the pants down his legs and kicked them aside. His wide cock curved up toward his belly, and Erik swallowed as he stared. Would Joel be okay if he—
Erik wasn’t going to ask. He wasn’t going to contemplate. Now, was the time to act.
Dropping to his knees, he came mouth to head with Joel’s cock. Pushing aside what he’d always thought he was supposed to think, he parted his lips and took Joel inside. The hard slide against his tongue was foreign and oh so good. An unbidden hum rolled up his throat to vibrate against Joel’s length.
“Hell, yes,” Joel moaned as his fingers sank into Erik’s hair. He pushed his hips forward in controlled thrusts while Erik sucked and licked. It was perfect. So perfect. When Joel’s pre-cum leaked on to Erik’s tongue, Erik couldn’t help moaning again at the smooth saltiness. Immediately, he knew he’d never have enough. It was as if a door had been thrown open and a whole new, better, world revealed.
He moved faster, wanting more, driven by the need to make Joel come.
“No,” Joel protested. “I want to fuck you. I need to.”
He pulled free, despite Erik’s effort to continue then pulled Erik to his feet.
“I want you to come,” Erik said.
“I will. Let’s get these pants off.”
Erik had been so caught up, he’d forgotten his jeans were still around his hips. Quickly, he shovedew y, he s them off and stood naked before his lover. Joel pulled him to his body and a thrill ran through Erik at the flesh-to-flesh sensation. Joel’s hard planes and body hair reminded him that this was a sexual encounter like none other Erik had before experienced. Joel’s large hand curved over Erik’s ass, his fingers slipping inside the crease.
Shocked, Erik stiffened.
“It’s okay. Just relax,” Joel murmured. His fingers ran up and down the seam, lulling Erik. Slowly, he probed the small opening hidden there. He circled and pushed slightly. “Let’s get on the bed,” he suggested.
Erik nodded and they both crawled onto the mattress. Their legs twined as they kissed and Joel continued to caress him. Reaching behind him to the table, Joel brought out a small bottle then squirted some of the contents on his fingers. Erik shuddered at the cool gel-covered digits on his ass.
Slowly, Joel pushed in a single fingertip. Erik sucked in a breath.
“Relax. It’ll feel good,” Joel urged. Erik’s cock agreed. He hardened once more as the finger worked in and out of him. Before too long, Joel inserted a second digit, scissoring and thrusting to open Erik who ground back against the hand.
“Yes,” he muttered, lost in sensation. “Yes…”
Joel pressed his lips to Erik’s shoulder as he added a third finger. “I need in you,” he said. He pulled his hand free. “Get on your knees. Let me have your ass.”
Chapter Four
A strange flutter pulsed through Erik as he climbed to his knees. Joel pushed his shoulders to the mattress. Lube squirted onto Erik’s ass, but the shudder that rocked him was anticipation. He wanted Joel in and in now! But despite his claim to not do gentle, Joel took his time probing and stretching Erik’s hole.
Erik closed his eyes, enjoying the torture as his cock throbbed once more, bobbing with each drive of Joel’s fingers. The rip of foil was a welcome relief. Then more cool lube coated his opening. Finally, that wide cock head pressed to him.
“Just do it. Please,” Erik begged, needing Joel more than he ever would have thought possible.
“You want it?” Joel taunted, pushing slightly to tease him.
“Yes. In. All in,” Erick begged.
Slowly, Joel worked the head in, stretching Erik more than the idtre thanfingers had. Erik gasped at the pinch of pain, but he wouldn’t stop now.
“More,” he groaned.
Joel’s hands dug into Erik’s hips and Erik was suddenly struck with what the two of them looked like, him with his ass up on the bed and Joel kneeling behind him with his cock entering Erik’s hole. The mental visual arced a new level of arousal over him .
“Fuck me,” he begged. Joel grunted and thrust his hips. The lube helped with his inward momentum, but Erik’s passage was resistant as his lover surged into him. Without pausing, Joel pulled back then drove forward once more. Sparks shot through Erik as Joel’s cock scraped across his prostate. He jerked, his teeth sinking into the pillow. Sensing that he’d hit exactly the right spot, Joel quickly pegged the sensitive area, over and over until Erik dug his fingers into the sheet and cried out as he came.
Still, Joel continued. “Fuck, yeah, baby,” he grunted while Erik’s ass squeezed him. He bent over the man beneath him, his chest pressed to Erik’s back, covering him, surrounding him, dominating him. His brain fuzzy from his releases, Erik floated in sensation.
The driving cock…
The clenching fingers…
Hot flesh to flesh…
Gasping breath on his neck, then teeth on his shoulder…
Erik’s muscles convulsed once more in a deep rolling response so foreign he couldn’t comprehend it. He couldn’t comprehend any of this. Except the pleasure. So much torrid pleasure…
Then suddenly, Joel shoved forward in one hard drive and let out a deep, breathy moan as his orgasm took him, and hot cum erupted into Erik. The release was trapped inside a condom, but more jarring and life-changing than Erik could ever have imagined.
Joel’s arms closed around him, and they turned to their sides, a cock still deep inside Erik. In that moment, Erik knew he always wanted to have these strong manly arms around him. He’d walked into a new world, and there was no turning back.
Chapter Five
Erik hadn’t been the same in a month and a half. That night, the last night of spring break had changed him. He wasn’t interested in chasing man after man, but his old life held no allure, either.
He turned over his final exam and stared into space as he waited for the class to be dismissed. mes dismisHe couldn’t get that evening out of his head. Joel had held him all night, except for when he’d rolled Erik beneath him and taken him once more. Erik hadn’t even known that position was possible. Joel had been surprisingly tender during the second encounter. He’d taken his time while they’d touched each other all over, Erik more hesitantly than Joel. Everything had been so new. Even now, he hardly believed it had happened.
But it had, and the next morning, he’d snuck out while Joel had slept, found a cab and headed back to his hotel. Mace and Dax had pressed to know where he’d been since he hadn’t returned to the room the night before. He’d lied and told them he’d been at one of the casinos. He just couldn’t tell them what had transpired after he’d stormed out of the bar. He wasn’t comfortable sharing, and frankly, it wasn’t any of their business, but he was pretty sure, Dax suspected. He’d caught a few sideways concerned looks. His friend never pushed, though.
Erik couldn’t shake the plaguing sensation of guilt that had dogged him since leaving Joel’s. He didn’t feel guilty for leaving, just for sneaking away. Not that he’d had a choice. He’d barely returned to the room when they’d had to rush to the airport to catch their flight.
And that was that. What had happened in Vegas, had stayed in Vegas. But… He was returning there in a couple months. What would happen if he tracked down Joel?
Erik shook his head at his silent thoughts. Wouldn’t happen. Joel would be pissed, and rightly so, and Erik didn’t need the drama.
The professor came around, interrupting Erik’s thoughts, and picked up his exam. Gathering his things, Erik left the auditorium and headed for his car. He’d just reached the vehicle when he found himself slammed into the side. His arms were caught and pulled behind him.
“Erik Porter,” the man said as a metal cuf
f snapped around Erik’s wrist. “I’m here to take you in for an outstanding bounty.”
Panicked, Erik tried to twist away, but before he could move, the other cuff was clipped around the opposite wrist. His arms were trapped behind his back. “I haven’t done anything,” he protested.
“That’s not for me to decide,” the man replied matter-of-factly. “It’s just my job to turn you over to the authorities who hold your bond.”
Bond?
“Why would I have a bond?” Erik exclaimed as the man dragged him to a nondescript brown car and opened the back door. Erik was none-too-gently coerced inside as he fought to stay outside the vehicle. In minutes, he was bruised for his efforts and slumped sideways on the seat. He’d seen the bounty hunter’s badge on his belt as the man had rounded the car and Erik hoped to God that the credentials were legit. Since he didn’t have so much as an unpaid parking ticket on his record, he was sure the police would straighten this out as soon as he was delivered into their hands.
But terror ran through him when instead of the police station, they pulled into a rustic-looking motel.
“What are you doing?” Erik demanded as the man made to haul him from the car. Erik braced his feet on the frame, refusing to leave the vehicle easily. Obviously, the man was a fraud.
He kicked out, slamming the guy in the gut. There was no way he’d go easily. The second he stepped into the motel room, he was as good as dead. He didn’t watch CSI and Criminal Minds for nothing.
“Damn it! You’re a pain in the ass,” the man grunted. He socked Erik in the jaw, stunning him, then heaved him to the pavement. Hauling him upright, he dragged Erik to the door. They were inside before Erik’s head cleared enough to scream and call for help.
“He’s all yours now,” the man groused, transferring Erik to another pair of hands. He slammed out the door, leaving Erik and his captor in semi-darkness. Erik tried to look over his shoulder, but a palm held his head forward while the other set of fingers grasped Erik’s upper arm. He was coerced to the bed and pushed face down.
Shit! What the hell!
A knee went to the middle of his back while a cuff was undone. Before Erik could fight, the metal clinked to the headboard and he was secured.
“I’m here to collect a bounty for an escapee,” his captor said.
Erik’s eyes widened, and he looked over his shoulder at Joel.
“I should be so pissed at you!” he exclaimed. “You scared the hell outta me!”
“I saw that. You’re quite a fighter.” Joel moved his knee from Erik and turned him to his back. “You didn’t think I’d let you just get away.”
“You coulda called me.” Erik was torn between relief and worry about what would happen now that they were in one room once more. How angry was Joel? He seemed rather…laidback.
Joel shrugged. “I had a friend who owed me a favor, and you deserved it after kissing me for a bet. And then…you walked out on me.”
“So he kidnapped me for you? He punched me—”
“Want me to kiss it better?”
At that, Erik leaned up on his elbow as best he could with one arm fastened to the headboard above his head. “Do you really think you can do this and I’ll be okay with it?”
Joel looked abashed, and frankly, Erik found it adorable.
“Because you can,” he continued. “This time. I know it was only one night, but God, I’ve missed you.”
His lover grinned. “I couldn’t just let you go. It took some doing to track you down, then I waited until your classes were done. Pre-med, huh?” he said, revealing just how much he’d learned about Erik. “Where are you going after this?Pre after ”
“Come a little closer, and I’ll tell you.”
“How close?” Joel asked, straddling his hips. His arms rested on either side of Erik’s shoulders. Groaning, Erik rubbed his groin against Joel’s.
“Closer,” he murmured.
Joel leaned in and they kissed, their tongues mating wildly as they strove to get as much of each other as they could. The taste of coffee and mint infiltrated Erik’s senses as Joel cupped his head and tilted him for a deeper kiss.
“That night shocked me,” Joel admitted against his lips, before biting the lower one and quickly drawing it into his mouth. “I haven’t been able to forget you.”
“It’s the same with me,” Erik told him. “Everything changed that night.”
Joel nodded. His gaze captured Erik’s. “I know you have med school in God knows where, but I want to…I don’t know… Is it crazy to say that I want to see where we can go? To maybe…see each other when we can?”
“You might regret that,” Erik laughed.
“I doubt it.”
“University of Nevada.”
Joel blinked. “Seriously?”
“Seriously. Do you still want to see each other as often as we can?”
A hard, exuberant kiss followed. “Hell, yeah. How soon?”
Erik shrugged. “I can’t move into my place for a few…weeks…” He trailed off as Joel started unbuttoning him and pressing kisses to his chest as he moved lower. In moments, Erik’s pants were open.
“I think I can think of a place you’ll like,” Joel said just before his tongue lashed across the head of Erik’s cock. “You’ve already tested the bed.”
“Joel…” Erik gasped as the man took him deep. “Yes…I’m in.” He closed his eyes as he thought of all the things they’d do the next few weeks and who knew how long after. “I’m all in.”
About the Author
When it comes to books and movies, Brynn has one rule: there must be a happy ending. After that one requirement, anything goes. And it just might in her books.
She lives in Michigan with her husband and two children, who love her despite her occasional threats to smite them. They humor her and let her think she's a goddess...as long as she provides homemade chocolate chip cookies on a regular basis. Brynn has conducted wora gonductekshops at several writers’ conferences around the country and enjoys mentoring and meeting new people.
According to Brynn, her writing success can be attributed to an eclectic collection of music, her local road construction crews, a trusty notebook, and of course, her husband, Mr. Inspiration, who puts up with a lot in the name of research.
Brynn loves to talk to her readers and can be found at www.brynnpaulin.com.
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On the run from her past, Rayna Halliday is devastated when her old car breaks down in the middle of nowhere. She soon finds that her ex has managed to block her credit cards, her accounts and even her cell phones in an attempt to exert his control over her. Giving in to him is something she refuses to do.
When the owners of O’Keefe’s Gas and Repair come to her rescue, they make her an offer that tantalizes the forbidden desires within her—she can find a way to pay for the car repairs, or she can belong to them for two weeks and they’ll see to her repairs for free. At the sexual mercy of four gorgeous men for two weeks… Why not? She can have fun and get things straightened out, all at once. But there are two problems heading her way: an ex on a rampage and her heart that’s in for more than just fun.
Orgasmatron
When Prysm Matthews’ Orgasmatron sex bot arrives, she never expected him to take over and show her exactly who’s the boss in the machine/human relationship. It’s perfect sex, but strangely, she finds herself wanting something more—something that’s already afoot. She just doesn’t know it.
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See Jane Run…When realtor Jane Harper dated Dick months ago, something was missing. Even now, she knows he was holding back, but what, she has no idea. It doesn’t matter. He’s in her past, and she’s looking for what she truly wants—a Dom.
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Harvest’s Pride
Hanna Herst joins rock band Harvest’s tour under the guise of doing an interview on the lead men, Kaz and Myan Ruslan, but in reality, she’s searching for her sister who disappeared from their crew. Little does she know, the disappearance and the interview are only a cover to get Hanna within Kaz and Myan’s circle.
Kaz and Myan know Hanna is their mate. They’ve spent the last year maneaz st yearuvering her into their camp and she’s arrived just in time for the Harvest moon, the time when shifters in their pride must claim their mates. Now, all that remains is to convince her that she’s theirs—now and forever.
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