Blurb:
Book 5 in the No Rival series
A career-ending injury leaves Brian reeling. With no clue what he’ll do now that his dream of becoming an MMA champion is over, he is shocked at an unexpected offer of help from a former champ.
Terry has seen the top and is happy with his life in retirement. However the chance to help a fellow fighter regain his dream is something he can’t resist.
When Brian accepts Terry’s offer, the sexual magnetism between them catches Brian off guard. Keeping his attraction hidden becomes a bigger challenge than regaining his strength. Plus, Terry’s mixed signals leave Brian frustrated and confused.
Though Terry is just as hot for Brian, he has secrets that could tear their budding romance apart. But he simply cannot resist the pull Brian has over him or the heat between them. Through it all, both men discover that love really can conquer all.
Inside Scoop: This male/male romance will leave you hot but most definitely not bothered.
A Romantica® contemporary gay erotic romance from Ellora’s Cave
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Copyright © CHARITY PARKERSON, 2014
All Rights Reserved, Ellora's Cave Publishing, Inc.
“I never
drink and you’re going to make me drink alone?”
A grin
tugged at Terry’s lips at Brian’s sullen comment. “You need the fortification
while I’ve had more than my fair share for one lifetime.”
Brian’s
speech was already beginning to slow down. “It’s not right to leave a man
hanging.”
“I have to
drive you home and I don’t drink and drive.”
Brian
slipped down an inch in his chair. Crossing his arms over his chest, he stared
at Terry through his lashes. “I could stay here.” Although Terry doubted
Brian’s proposition was intended the way he would’ve liked, it still caused his
cock to lengthen. “It wouldn’t be the first time I slept in a chair.” That
statement might have taken the bite out his arousal if Brian’s tone hadn’t gone
sultry. Not to mention, his eyes darkened. Terry shifted in his seat to hide
his erection. The expression on Brian’s face was hot as hell.
“I
wouldn’t let you sleep in a chair.” He hoped Brian was now wondering where he
would allow him to sleep. Of course, the answer was nowhere. If Brian stayed,
neither of them would get any rest.
Brian
tossed back another shot before straightening in his seat. “If I’m not staying
then I’d better go home. I’d hate to pass out on you and like I said, I don’t
drink often.”
With a
nod, Terry stood. Brian attempted to follow suit but swayed on his feet. Racing
forward, Terry caught him before he could hit the ground. The motion left them
chest to chest. A nervous sounding chuckle vibrated from Brian. Terry could
feel it against his skin. Their gazes met. The sound died.
“You’re
very bossy,” Brian said, surprising a chuckle from Terry.
“You’re
very drunk,” Terry countered.
Brian
didn’t move away. Neither did Terry. “I’ll get over being drunk, you’ll always
be bossy.”
“I have a
feeling—if you remember any of this tomorrow—you’re going to be horrified.”
Brian was
staring at his mouth. He shook his head. “Nope. I haven’t done anything to be
embarrassed about...yet.”
Terry
marveled over the way Brian’s eyes gave away his every emotion. They seemed to
flash from light to dark brown and back again as he visibly struggled against
his desire. Unable to keep from doing so, Terry gave him an extra shove. Using
his voice against him, he allowed a hint of his growing lust to seep into his
tone.
“Do you
intend to?” With his gaze still locked on Terry’s mouth, Brian nodded. “Do it,”
Terry taunted. The words barely passed his lips before Brian claimed his mouth.
For Terry, it was like tossing gasoline on already raging bonfire. It was
everything he’d fantasized it would be with an extra helping of expertise
tossed into the mix. The way Brian’s tongue stroked the roof of his mouth
before slipping away and reappearing again left Terry with no choice except to
chase after it. The moment he thought he had him, Brian sank his teeth into Terry’s
bottom lip, tugging gently. Terry gasped. He couldn’t remember a time he’d been
this close to coming in his jeans, especially from nothing more than a kiss. At
the sound, Brian turned his face away, resting his forehead on Terry’s
shoulder. His shoulders heaved as he visibly struggled to catch his breath.
“The room
is spinning.”
Terry
clamped his back teeth together. His muscles seized tight as he attempted to
control his lust. “That’s because the world tilted,” Terry said once he found
his voice.
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