Tuesday, November 17, 2015
Available November 25, 2015 from Evernight Publishing!
“No mauling today?”
Tanner snorted and went to the fridge. “I want to have that conversation you wanted last night.”
Noah leaned against the kitchen bar. “My favorite color is green.”
Tanner twisted the cap off a bottle of water. “Noted.”
“I don’t really have preference about restaurants in the city. Food is food as long as it tastes good.”
Tanner chuckled and sipped his drink. “How did the modeling go? Am I going to get phone calls from agents wanting you?”
Noah shrugged. “I don’t know. I think it went okay. She did some photos for a print add and marketing campaign in addition to the commercial. A whole lot of shirtless sexy action going on.” He wagged his eyebrows.
Tanner could only imagine. Hell, he’d been trying to have some form of control around him so that they didn’t just end up being fuck buddies, but Noah wasn’t making it easy on him.
It felt strange wanting a relationship when he’d said for so long that he didn’t have time for one. And he really didn’t. In a few weeks he would be jetting off to Europe for meeting with some developers to expand his projects. He was always doing something somewhere and he had little time to find someone and potentially see if he was compatible enough for a long-term relationship. It took too much time to do that and even so, most people didn’t like to travel like him. They liked to do their own thing in the city and the relationship soon turned into something long distance.
Noah walked over to him and wrapped his arms around him. He nuzzled and kissed Tanner’s cheek. “I’ll let you see all the good parts. You can play with them, too, if you like.”
Trying his best to resist Noah, Tanner let him slide his tongue along the pulse point in his neck. The damn temptation was too much. He was addicted to the model like a hard-core coke addict and he wasn’t sure if he’d ever get enough.
“How the fuck did this happen?” Tanner pushed out a pent up breath. “I’ve had you once, and I can’t stop thinking about it. I want you. I want to fuck you hard and soft, fast and slow. I can’t stop thinking about it.”
“Why think about it?” Noah’s hand slipped down to cup Tanner’s ass. He leaned in to whisper in Tanner’s ear. “Do it.”
Tanner backed Noah into the cabinet behind him, crashing his lips against his lover’s. “You’re so fucking temping. Can we at least go to the bedroom this time?”
“You can fuck me anywhere and anyway you want.”
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