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“You won’t let anybody else have you, Joseph. I won’t let anybody else have you. I want you all to myself.”
– Gage Mason Everyone has had their experience with him. The Bad Boy. The one with rips in his jeans and a lazy, devil may care smile on his mouth. The man who can make you do bad things that feel so good. For Joseph Naderi that man was Gage Mason. The second Joseph laid eyes on Gage he knew he was trouble, but something about the sexy mechanic drew him in. Maybe it was the dark eyes that studied Joseph like Gage wanted to know everything about him. Maybe it’s the way he made Joseph feel with the rough touch of his hands and a possessive grip on his hair when they kissed. Or maybe it’s the way Gage grows to need Joseph, even though he won’t admit it. For once in his life Joseph is taking a risk. Despite everything that tells him he shouldn’t, he’s taking a chance to be with his bad boy. Gage and Joseph’s story is book one in a complete three book series. Tags: Contemporary, Interracial, Bad Boys, Blue Collar, Opposites Attract, Reformed Playboy, HFN Heat Level: High/Explicit |
Excerpt
Joseph discreetly inhaled as Gage passed him. He'd obviously just gotten out of the shower. The clean scent of the ocean was on his skin and his hair was still wet and slicked back. The man smelled good and looked even better. He noticed Gage watching him. Joseph cleared his throat, hoping he hadn't been too obvious checking him out.
“The game's already on. I can grab us a couple of beers and then show you around if you want before we watch.” Gage didn't say anything so Joseph took that as agreement and went into the kitchen.
Joseph grabbed two beers out of the fridge and took them over to the counter. He heard Gage’s footsteps come into the kitchen as he set the beers down to look for a bottle opener. “I hope Shiner is okay. I like to drink local beers,” he said without turning around. But again Gage didn't answer. His footsteps came closer and Joseph went still as he came up behind him. Gage brushed his ponytail aside and trailed his lips over the back of his neck before he whispered into his ear.
“I don't want to watch baseball.”
Gage’s hand closed over his, moving it away from the bottle.
“I don't want a fucking beer.”
That same hand drifted up his arm, raising goose bumps on his skin before it slid under his shirt to caress his belly.
“You already know it, but I'm telling you that I want you.”
Joseph gasped as Gage’s hand slid down to the waistband of his jeans, popping them open. The zipper went down, one slow metallic rasp at a time.
“So you tell me right now if you don't want this to happen.”
Joseph could barely control his breathing as Gage’s hand slipped inside his jeans to tease his growing erection.
“Otherwise, I'm gonna be deep inside you within the next fifteen minutes.”
Gage squeezed his cock and Joseph moaned, pushing his ass back against the hardness he felt behind him. Gage groaned and licked his neck.
“Maybe sooner. What's it gonna be, Joseph?”
Joseph took a moment to answer. Not because he was unsure, but because Gage’s fingers on his shaft, and his body heat against his skin, and that voice in his ear had his brain a little bit scrambled. “No baseball. I want you.”
“The game's already on. I can grab us a couple of beers and then show you around if you want before we watch.” Gage didn't say anything so Joseph took that as agreement and went into the kitchen.
Joseph grabbed two beers out of the fridge and took them over to the counter. He heard Gage’s footsteps come into the kitchen as he set the beers down to look for a bottle opener. “I hope Shiner is okay. I like to drink local beers,” he said without turning around. But again Gage didn't answer. His footsteps came closer and Joseph went still as he came up behind him. Gage brushed his ponytail aside and trailed his lips over the back of his neck before he whispered into his ear.
“I don't want to watch baseball.”
Gage’s hand closed over his, moving it away from the bottle.
“I don't want a fucking beer.”
That same hand drifted up his arm, raising goose bumps on his skin before it slid under his shirt to caress his belly.
“You already know it, but I'm telling you that I want you.”
Joseph gasped as Gage’s hand slid down to the waistband of his jeans, popping them open. The zipper went down, one slow metallic rasp at a time.
“So you tell me right now if you don't want this to happen.”
Joseph could barely control his breathing as Gage’s hand slipped inside his jeans to tease his growing erection.
“Otherwise, I'm gonna be deep inside you within the next fifteen minutes.”
Gage squeezed his cock and Joseph moaned, pushing his ass back against the hardness he felt behind him. Gage groaned and licked his neck.
“Maybe sooner. What's it gonna be, Joseph?”
Joseph took a moment to answer. Not because he was unsure, but because Gage’s fingers on his shaft, and his body heat against his skin, and that voice in his ear had his brain a little bit scrambled. “No baseball. I want you.”
