Here is a sneak peek excerpt of a book from my backlist. Enjoy.
Fifteen minutes later, he was knocking on Evan’s door. Evan opened it.
Ian entered, closing the door behind him. “They pulled the protection detail.”
“Someone is trying to hurt you, Evan,” Ian said.
“If so, they’re doing a shitty job of it. First, they missed when they shot at me. Then with the car. Now nothing. They gave up. So pulling the detail is a good thing.”
“What if they haven’t? Maybe they’re just waiting for us to stop protecting you. Since we aren’t any more, you need to be careful.”
“I’ve been careful. I am tired of being careful,” Evan stated.
Ian clenched his fist. Evan’s stubbornness would get him hurt. Before he could say something he would regret, Ian turned from him to leave. A hard hand jerked him around. Before he could process what was happening, Evan moved closer and kissed him. Ian stiffened, instinctively opening his lips. Evan pressed tighter against him. His arms cupped at the back of Ian’s neck, he ravished his mouth. Evan’s tongue stroked inside, setting off a wave of need through him. Just as suddenly as it had started, it stopped. Evan withdrew, taking a step away.
“I didn’t have any intention of doing that.” The horrified look on Evan’s face shifted to remorse. “I was just tired of you being so focused on protecting me instead of seeing me…as a man. I’m sorry. It won’t happen again.”
Evan walked away. Ian reached for him, gripping his arm. Evan turned his head to him.
“It will happen again, and often. And I have every intention of having my way with you.” Ian tightened his grip, pulling Evan against his frame.
He slammed his mouth against Evan’s, kissing him hungrily. Evan moaned, holding him. Impatience filled Ian and he broke their kiss then unbuttoned Evan’s pants and removed his shirt. He stopped, taking in Evan’s lanky frame. His eyes were slightly glassy with need. His chest, with well-defined muscles, expanded with his harsh breaths. The cock Ian had felt through his clothing was quivering, pointing straight out from his body. Ian touched the tip, swirling his finger over the wetness. Evan shuddered. Ian raised his hand, licking the pre-cum from his fingers. Evan stared at his lips as he did so.
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