Alrighty then! Here’s a little hotness from ML2 In His Arms from Rebel Ink Press. Nathan Ellerby and Lt. Bryant Duncan are my favorite characters! In fact, I’ll give ya’ a little secret, they’ll in some freebie shorts I’ll be doing throughout the year and they’ll be in Michael’s next book two since it’s set in New Orleans. Right now though, enjoy this hot excerpt with my hot ebony and ivory couple!
Blurb: Nathan Ellerby and Lt. Bryant Duncan are at it again. This time, the narration shifts from Nathan to Bryant who’s looking to solidify his relationship with his favorite artist. The Lieutenant wants to take Nathan to visit his naval friends, his parents who still aren’t happy about his decision to come out, as well as his best friends bachelor party. Bryant refuses to hide his man from the masses and despite his man’s insistence on the unimportance of the matter, Bryant pushes on.
“Oh God, are you kidding me? Wha—? Nooooo…” Nathan looked at the phone, aghast. No doubt he was talking with his good friend and manager, Fali Johansson. Must be good ol’ office gossip or celebrity talk. Nathan loved both.
I waved to let him know I was home. He licked his lips in my direction and I took a seat to catch my breath. I waited impatiently on our sofa for him to finish his conversation. I hated when he got into really long ones. Such a woman in that regard. I rolled my eyes and moistened my lips. Maybe I should go over there and distract him. A wicked smile crossed my face and I got up quickly, making my way over to him.
“What? Omigod, seriously? Jesus…” Nathan propped the handset on his shoulder and I snuck up behind him, gently massaging his biceps.
“Mhmm… mmmm… Bryant, I’ll be off in a minute, babe.” Nathan’s hazel eyes met mine.
I shook my head and stroked the brownish blond curls cascading down his back. I loved seeing his hair this long. He’d been teasing me about getting it cut. I always begged for him not to because I adored the length and how silky it felt between my fingers.
“Get off the phone,” I mouthed. “If you keep talking, you’ll be on the phone for the next hour.”
He shot me a wicked glare. “Look at you, Mr. Impatient Man! Fali, I gotta go. You’ll need to tell me more about the new artist’s gossip line tomorrow when I come into the gallery.”
“No, remember? You’re not going in tomorrow. We’re spendin’ the day together.” Lightly, I planted a kiss on the back of his head.
“Um, oh… right…” I love when I fluster him. We’d made no prior plans, but he didn’t seem to mind when I came up with last minute ones. “Okay, I’ll see you Thursday. Yep. Bye.” After pressing the disconnect button, Nathan turned to me with a confused look on his face. “We set up a day date, errr…” He twirled his locks around his fingertips.
“No, I did. I thought since you’d been so busy at the gallery and I finally have a couple of days off after working at the recruitment center these past few weeks, we’d play hooky. I’m not scheduled in though, so it would be you taking the day.”
“God, I hate when you do that!” Nathan frowned, playfully slapped my chest, and pulled me in between those long legs. “You’re still in control. I don’t really like that.”
Enjoying the feel of him, I gripped his arms and yanked him close. I couldn’t resist having Nathan this near without getting aroused. “Yeah, you do.” Before he could answer, I traced his lips with my tongue. A soft moan escaped his mouth and he gasped, only to have me envelop his lips with my own.
“Mhmm… I do… I…”
I knew that would get him.
The words wouldn’t come easy for him. The moment he started to fuss about how he didn’t like being the bottom, I’d turn on the heat, turn up the passion, and make his mind cloudy.
“Nathan…” He grabbed me once again. I lifted him from the stool and carried him to the sofa. Since we’d moved in together, we had sex everywhere in this little apartment. The couch saw the most action. It squeaked in protest every time we made love.
“God, Bryant, damn… you’re so good for me.” Nathan met my gaze and rested his hands on my shoulders.
Wanting him, I opened his robe and removed his slippers from his feet. I dived right in between his thighs and devoured his cock. I’d gotten significantly better at blow jobs since we started dating. Nathan’s screams, expletives, and compliments said it all.
“Fuck, Bryant!” Nathan caressed my smooth dome, urging me on.
While I licked the underside of his dick and sucked on his balls, I enjoyed the essence of everything that was Nathan. The musky smell mixed in with body wash, the small patch of hair that he’d always kept trimmed. Using the tip of my tongue, I made small circles on the flesh, luxuriating in the sweet tastes of his uncut dick.
Obviously loving it, he grabbed my head and forced it further into his crotch. My own cock throbbed with need and I pushed my sweats down to my knees to free my own . As I made a trail from his balls to his anus, I jerked myself wildly, feeling the pressure build in my groin. I slid my tongue inside of him and rimmed him like there was no tomorrow. I took pleasure in the taste of him, rubbing my face between his ass cheeks, and slapping them hard, leaving a few red prints.
“Ohh, sh… Bryant…”
I’m getting real good!
Two exclamations within less than two minutes of me starting our morning romp—must be a record. Taking pleasure in the tangy sample, I continued my affections while I stroked my erection, spreading my own precum all over it. “Nathan, you taste amazing!” I got up from my position and dropped my pants.
He slipped out of his robe and tossed it aside. He watched me grab the lube. Nathan pinched and twisted his nipples. “God, Lieutenant, you’re so good to me.”
“Mhmm…” As I stroked my length with my wet hands, I stared at my lovely man. His tanned, lithe body glistened with sweat. The Chinese artwork on his chest was illuminated with perspiration while his little nubs stood taut on his chest. “God, you’re so beautiful.” And he was, and all mine. Every day, I thanked God for this discovery. My balls drew up against my body and my own nips hardened under my touch.
“Yeah? Come show me how much you love me.” Spreading his legs wide, he gave me full view of that tight and rosy pucker. Really, I wanted to dive in some more with my tongue, but penetrating him would be much more fun. To steady us, I leaned in and laid his legs on my shoulders. I poised the head of my dick at his entry and…
“Dayum! You shoulda turned the phone off,” Nathan barked and rolled his eyes.
I only nodded and glanced over at the cell on the table. The plain ringtone meant my mom calling. Why so early? “Wow, Mom, great timing. Sorry, babe… gimme a moment.” Unfortunately, I couldn’t ignore the call. Me being the closest child in distance to my parents meant I had to be there in case of emergency. When my dad had a heart attack about six years ago, it put us all on high alert. Because I was still in the service, Al, my brother, had to take a very expensive flight right away to get here.
Hope it’s nothin’ serious, but…
In a huff, I picked up the phone. “Hey Mom, is… um, everything all right?” I wiped beads of sweat from my brow. Nathan leaned in and did the same. I kissed the back of his palm while I listened to my mom go on and on about my decision. When I got out of the Navy, I visited them to give them the news about my divorce and my thoughts about being gay, but I hadn’t told them about Nathan just yet. Now was the time for them to meet him.
“Yeah, Mom, um, I’m comin’ by next weekend. I wantcha to meet someone.”
Nathan raised an eyebrow when he heard that. No doubt we’d be having a conversation about this after we climaxed.
“Yeah, Mom, my boyfriend. Uh huh. You’re still holdin’ out hope that I’m straight.” I looked up to the heavens and glanced at Nathan who chuckled at my answer. “Well, I’m not, Mom. I’m happily in love with a man. Yep.”
He rubbed my smooth head and kissed the top of it. “I’ll leave you two alone,” he mouthed.
Frantically, I shook my head and grasped his fingers. Since I knew Dad was okay, I could tell her I had to leave. “Hey, listen Mom, I gotta letcha go. I’m on my way out okay I’ll call you later. Bye.”
“Sooo… I guess this means you’re takin’ me to meet the folks?” Nathan looked hopeful and drew up his lips.
I lightly shoved him back on the couch and got into position. Surprisingly, I hadn’t lost much of my thickness during the conversation. I rubbed my head against his tight opening. “Yeah I am, lover. It’s about time they met the man that makes me so happy.” Ready to feel him around me, I slid my cock inside until it could go no farther. The moment he engulfed my length, my balls tightened and my breath hitched. While I captured his lips, I reached down and gently stroked his shaft. “Soo, so happy.” My voice trailed off into a whisper.
“Mhmm… oh damn, Bryant. You feel so good. God yes!”
Feeling the sensation, my eyes fluttered and I forgot all about the talk with my mom. Mrs. Duncan would have to wait until I finished being with my man to claim my headspace.
Nathan ruled my thoughts like sixty percent of the time and, although I had other responsibilities, I wouldn’t have it any other way.
Once we enjoyed the climax and the shudders wore off, I carried him to my bed. While I waited for him to get riled up to return the favor, I fixed tuna sandwiches and chips along with iced tea so we could chat about my family visit. Yeah, I know its breakfast time, but I wasn’t feeling like eggs or anything like that right now.
When I finished, I carried a tray back into the bedroom and set it on the side table. Nathan lay on top of the burgundy satin sheets, on his stomach, with his sketch pad in front of him wearing his black-rimmed glasses. His brown hair was a mess on top of his head and a few curls lay limp on his shoulders. Damn, he looked so hot. I could go another round with him right now.
“You ready for me to sketch you?” He met my gaze and flashed a wicked grin.
I returned the smile. “Not right now. I’d rather you pummel me into the mattress.”