After being bullied into the closet by his conservative senator father, Jay Molloy reconciles himself to a life of one-night stands instead of the loving D/s relationship he craves. When he meets the man of his dreams, trained Dom Eric Keger, all Jay dares to hope for is a quick fling. Eric has other ideas. He’s been hired by Jay’s father to run security at the family’s hunting resort, but now he has his heart set on Jay.
When murder victims begin to turn up at the resort, Eric and Jay start an investigation, but chasing down the killer proves less frustrating than dealing with Jay’s abusive, homophobic father. Exploring their new relationship would be hard enough on their own, but Eric and Jay also have to deal with politics, Jay’s fake fiancée, and a murderer who may be something more than human.
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Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Heat Level: 5
Romantic Content: 4
Ending: Click here to reveal
Character Identities: Gay
Protagonist 1 Age: 26-35
Protagonist 2 Age: 26-35
Tropes: Alpha Character, Hurt / Comfort
Setting: Montana, United States
Languages Available: English
Eric’s hand rested on Jay’s thigh making his stomach clench, his breath quicken, and his jeans snug in even more closely. When Eric’s fingers inched down to his inseam and dug in slightly, Jay let out a long, slow, very low moan. It had been a while since anyone had
bothered seducing him instead of simply picking him up for a fast lay or blow job.
While watching the game, Eric leaned back and relaxed against the booth, casually sipping his beer, and continued to work his fingers up and down Jay’s inner thigh until his heart rate had to have at least doubled. Leaning back, Jay slid down a bit in his seat and opened his legs wider, inviting Eric to touch more.
Moving his fingers farther up, Eric pressed in against the crease of Jay’s groin, causing him to rock his hips forward ever so slightly. Eric continued working Jay through his jeans, applying pressure to his balls, moving back to his thigh, then up to his balls again.
It was enough force to make Jay rub against Eric’s fingers and moan softly each time the heaviness of Eric’s touch eased away.
“Keep your hands and beer on the table; we wouldn’t want to attract the wrong kind of attention.” Eric’s voice was low and soft, but the command still came across loud and clear. Jay was only too willing to comply. “Better stay quiet too. I’m not up for a bar fight tonight.”
By the time Eric eased Jay’s zipper down, he was already wet and sticky with precum, his heart pounding, teeth digging into his lower lip to keep from groaning loud enough to be noticed or defy the quiet order Eric had given him.
Using just one finger, Eric rubbed up and down Jay’s cock, following the thick vein from base to crown. The edge of his fingernail scraped very gently around the soft, tender flesh. Jay slid farther down in the booth and let his head rest against the wall, spreading his legs even wider as he pulled in a few quick shuddering breaths. Eric repeated his touches a few more times before pulling his hand away and resting it on the table.
“Sit up straight and zip yourself up. My car is outside. Where are you parked?”
“Parking lot outside.” Jay followed Eric’s instructions, leaning heavily against the tabletop, trying to organize his thoughts. “Green Jeep Cherokee.”
Nodding, Eric stroked Jay’s thigh again. “You sit tight, I’ll go pay up our tab, and we can go over to my room.”
Jay couldn’t do much more than nod before Eric was out of the booth and heading to the bar. When he returned, Jay looked up at him and smiled. “Ready?”
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