Releasing Nov 4
from Breathless Press
EXCERPT
Malcolm gritted
his teeth and reminded himself that an office fling with a man who had to be at
least ten years his junior was out of the question. He and Penny had long since
relinquished any pretense of monogamy in their marriage and reached an amicable
agreement to conduct their affairs discreetly out of respect for their son and
their friendship. Fucking purple-eyed twinks in the elevator at work? Not
discreet.
He kept his gaze
focused on the gleaming silver metal of the doors as the elevator made its
excruciatingly slow way up to the third floor. His glance flicked to the
reflection beside his. The younger man stood casually, shoulders propped
against the wall, licking pink lips. His purple gaze in the hazy reflection was
focused…fuck…on Malcolm's obvious erection beneath his dark dress pants. Discretion. Discretion. He snarled at
his libido. There will be no casual
hookups with people from the office, he warned his eager cock. He shifted
to the side slightly, hoping to hide the evidence of his arousal from the other
man. Damn it. That kid had the sexiest eyes he'd ever seen. He wanted like hell
to see them glaze over as he fucked the tight ass hinted at by the khaki pants
he wore. He didn't go much for the intimacy of face-to-face encounters, but for
the sight of those eyes and that mouth in the throes of orgasm, he'd make an
exception. His tendency toward quick casual encounters disguised his preference
for male partners and kept word of his homosexuality from getting back to his parents,
his partners in the firm, and out to the public.
A law office, like
any other place of business, was a microcosm of the world at large. Malcolm
knew from being on the receiving end of gossip from his secretary Marge that
every action and interaction between employees was fodder for the gossip mill.
Being the subject of water cooler gossip lacked appeal and offended his sense
of dignity, as did the knowledge that he apparently couldn't control his urges
around the tech guy.
He threw in the
towel and gave up the fight against his attraction to the young man from the
technology department. Malcolm caught that sultry purple gaze on his cock for
what must have been the hundredth time. The slight young man brushed against
him in an intentional teasing slide while he tried to exit the elevator on the
second floor.
Impulsively,
Malcolm grabbed Jacob's hand and pulled him back inside the otherwise-empty
space. He kept that small, soft hand locked in his own as he allowed the heavy
metal doors to slam shut and the elevator to rise to his own floor. There he
slapped his palm against the button that prevented the doors from opening. He'd
had all the titillation he could stand. Malcolm swept the young man into his
embrace. He tilted Jacob's head upward with one hand and dropped his mouth
passionately, almost brutally, to kiss the other man. His other hand tangled in
the black curls that had taunted his senses over the past weeks. He forced the
soft pink lips apart, then swept his tongue inside. Instantly he was absorbed
in the heated, slick haven of Jacob's mouth. The honeyed sweetness drew him
further in and his tongue eagerly sought the textures and flavors that had been
hidden there. Fuck. He could drown in
the wet heat he found behind those soft lips. It was addictive. Jacob didn't
even try to escape the kiss; in fact, he seemed to be doing his best to
encourage it. He brushed his tongue against Malcolm's, sweeping it gently along
the roof of his mouth, seeking and finding the sweetest spots. Both men were
panting heavily when they separated.
