Like a Thief in the Night
Gorgeous, businessman, Saxon Dearing buys a pied de terre in the city where he works. Only using the place on three nights, he goes home to his beachside house for the rest of the week. At thirty-two, immersed in his work, he doesn’t know he’s lonely until delicious, twenty-five year old Jon Palmer literally drops into his life during a thunderstorm.
Artist Jon struggles to sell his paintings from a tiny studio, and works in a city gallery to pay his rent. As the two men fall in love, Jon can’t overcome the idea his lack of success is a barrier to telling handsome, wealthy Saxon how he feels.
When his boss offers him a dangerous way of making money, Jon must make a choice.
Will he risk telling Saxon he loves him or let his lack of confidence lead him astray and away from the man who loves him, too?
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The invitation to kiss lured Jon in a second. The delicious
feel of his lover’s lips mingled with the emotion that swished in his stomach.
He clung to Saxon, sharing heated kiss after kiss until his heart raced. He drew
away trying to cool the moment.
Saxon traced a finger along Jon’s cheek to his jaw. It left
delectable sensation in its wake.
Jon took a deep breath. He returned to sitting in the
shelter of Saxon’s arm and stared at the screen where the movie played on.
Moments passed before Saxon spoke softly.
“I know you go home Saturday after work, but can I see you
tomorrow night? Will you come to the beach house? I know it’s clingy, maybe
even surprising, but I feel like I don’t want to let you out of my sight.”
The sentiment sent a wave of warmth into Jon’s heart. If only things were different, we’d fall in
love. I already feel safe with him. I want to love him and have him love me. He
won’t love a felon. Jon sighed.
Saxon must have mistaken the sigh for a refusal. “You
probably have plans, of course.”
Jon hurried to correct the idea. “No. I’d love to see you,
Saxon.”
“Where’s your phone? I’ll put my address and both my numbers
in your contacts.”
Jon couldn’t help smiling. He likes me a lot, for sure. He stood and went to his jacket. He
brought his smartphone back to the couch and sat beside Saxon. “Here you go.”
Saxon bent his head to key in the information.
Just watching him gave Jon a soft glow of affection for the
man. When Saxon gave him the phone, Jon held onto his hand. “Do you want my
number?”
“Naturally. I’ll fetch my phone from my desk.” He slipped
his hand from Jon’s grasp, his fingers sliding along Jon’s.
The feeling translated into pure sex for Jon. When Saxon
returned to the couch with his phone, Jon traced the shape of his lover’s toned
muscles in the t-shirt stretched across his chest with a hungry gaze. Desire
gripped Jon and he muffled a sigh. He longed to feel Saxon’s skin beneath his
palms. He ached to press against Saxon’s hard body.
Saxon held out his phone.
Jon keyed his number into Saxon’s contacts and slipped the
phone next to his own on the adjacent cushion. He turned to Saxon sitting
beside him and ran his hand around Saxon’s waist. He leaned to kiss Saxon’s ear
and neck.
Saxon shifted his head and found Jon’s mouth. Kissing him
and smiling, he murmured, “I might not be able to stop at kisses.”
A smile crept onto Jon’s lips as he recognized his own
phrase. He pulled Saxon’s t-shirt up and over his head. “Sounds perfect.” He
drifted his fingers in circles over Saxon’s chest as he kissed his lover. An
aura of sex fell over him as he opened Saxon’s pants and trailed his fingertips
over the shape of Saxon’s cock, rock hard, the tip reaching to the top of his
boxers. A low moan escaped him as he touched his tongue to Saxon’s. He pushed
his hand into Saxon’s underwear and grasped his lover’s dick.
Saxon barely broke the kiss to murmur. “Let’s get naked. I
need to feel your body clasped to mine.”
Copyright E.D. Parr
2019 Evernight Publishing
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