|ISBN#||MLR-1-02013-0140 (ebook) $5.99|
|Release Date||September 2013|
|Cover Artist||Deana C. Jamroz|
|Length: (*)||39,000 words|
(Will be available at all retailers soon!)
The Great Kitchen Flood begins one man’s journey to find confidence and love.
Avery Storey has bought a house in a conscious effort to be more independent. Right before he moves in, the kitchen pipes malfunction. Lucky for him, one of his new neighbors is the same man Avery has begun to warm up to through his teller job. Gratefully, AJ comes to the rescue, because that’s what neighbors do. A little romance blooms between the two men. Unfortunately, AJ blows his chance when he learns Avery is thirteen years his junior. Hurting for the sweet man across the street, he’s forced to face what his life would be like without Avery at all, because being neighbors alone just would not be enough.
AJ kept his promise. Once they were home after the game, he practically swept Avery off his feet for that kiss. Or the several kisses that seemed to lead from the first. Not that Avery was going to complain. AJ curled his arms around Avery and carried him through the house. He felt lightheaded when he was placed on the bed. His sneakers hit the floor with muted thuds.
He couldn’t tear his gaze away when AJ ripped his shirt over his head. That chest seemed to always fry his brain into silence. Reaching a hand upward, he flattened a palm to it, then caressed the breadth. For several seconds, breathing was the only movement either made.
“Are you sure, baby? I want you to want this as much as I do.” AJ captured Avery’s wandering palm and kissed it, moving forward to lean on the bed’s edge with a knee.
Avery quivered inside. He knew what AJ meant. Grasping the fingers that held him, he tugged lightly, bringing the larger man to the bed. Brown eyes gazed back at him adoringly. Avery’s heart tripped. His breathing sped up.
AJ stretched out, thigh to thigh. “I may not always say the best thing, or the right thing, but you are incredible.”
Avery sighed shakily. Then any chance he had to speak or to think vanished beneath AJ’s lips. Warm sweeps that turned into delicious forays. The slick heat filling him, battling him gently made him moan. A hand inched beneath Avery’s shirt and coasted over his stomach, shooting flutters deep into his core.
A little prodding from AJ had his shirt rising and removed. Before he could feel even a hint of self-consciousness over being exposed, AJ began exploring him. Teasing licks and roaming kisses. Avery was sure the temperature in the room rose because he was starting to burn.
Rapid gasps for air became pants and abrupt moans. He ran fingers into AJ’s hair, hearing the rumbles as he nudged into AJ’s touch, splitting time between that and Avery’s chest.
A long lick had Avery pushing on AJ begging for more as he arched off the bed. The whisper of encouragement against flesh rocketed goose bumps across his torso.
AJ didn’t slow down, licking winding paths from collarbone to nipple, lovingly adoring them. Hungry lips were a decadent contrast to the pricked sharpness of teeth. Shivers rolled in AJ’s wake.
Those same lips closed over a taut nipple and sucked. Avery cried out softly, grasping at the head in his palms for some sense of stability. With his eyes closed, he could only feel, and the spark of sensation with every caress was winding him tighter and tighter.
He raised his hips and AJ obliged, cupping him through the material and squeezing.
“Oh, God,” Avery groaned.
Avery felt the curve of AJ’s smile on his belly. He couldn’t help himself, he pushed AJ south, wanting more of his touch, of his mouth, of those sensations.
AJ didn’t disappoint. He divested Avery of his shorts and underwear in a snap, leaving him bare on the bed.
Avery’s cheeks flushed a heated red. He’d never thought of himself of anything more than ordinary. When AJ lowered himself over his length, he was naked, deliciously so. Kisses derailed any possible attempts at thought while he rocked their bodies together. Avery’s hands didn’t stop roaming, learning all the shapes and curves of AJ’s upper body, the hard length of muscle down his back.
“Open up, baby,” AJ whispered against his lips.
A hand curling around his sac and showed him what AJ meant. The frisson of pleasure that arched upward at the stroke of fingers over flesh made him cry out.
“Okay?” AJ asked, licking at Avery’s chin as his hand paused.
An abrupt head nod was the best he could do. He couldn’t speak. He was barely breathing! Avery had never felt anything like it. The way his body seemed to melt and beg all at the same time.
“You’ve never, with anything, right?”
Avery shook his head, stilling beneath AJ’s weight, hoping he wasn’t disappointing him. That was the last thing he wanted to do, especially with AJ.
AJ soothed him quickly. “Don’t want to rush you. Never, never want to hurt you.”
A flutter of lashes gave him the chance to peer up into AJ’s gaze and the vision he met made his heart pound mercilessly into his ribs. Sheer desire, hunger, passion, and something warmer, something kinder swirled in AJ’s dark eyes. Like Avery was important. Even if it was only in that moment, for that moment, Avery wanted to believe in it.
Then AJ was kissing him while the cool, liquid press at his entrance intensified. He moaned, keening and whimpering, sinking into sensations that threatened to overwhelm him.
AJ hummed more encouragement, pausing when he breached. Avery did his best to gather his senses before the next wave of shocking pleasure swept over him. The tightness was mildly uncomfortable but there was so much going on that it didn’t linger, didn’t overshadow the amazing sensations bombarding him. The slow rub of a thumb to the root of his cock, all the kisses, and the glide of stiffness in and out of his body was driving him insane.
“Okay, baby. Let me know if it’s too much. A little more now,” AJ crooned.
“Ahh!” Avery panted. His eyes flew open, though there wasn’t a thing to focus on while he floated on the rush. Lightning had taken the place of nerves, striking and electrifying him.
Then AJ found something inside Avery that drove him wild. He bucked, arching unconsciously for more.
AJ’s pleased rumble vibrated his side. “You’re a livewire, aren’t you? Sexy and sweet.”
Avery couldn’t think, his entire world focused on AJ’s touch. The stretch returned, uncomfortable for only a moment before friction stole his breath.
“On your side,” AJ instructed. “I have you.”
Numbly, a mess of desire and needs that were tripping his thought processes clear off the meter, he did as AJ asked.
With AJ behind him, Avery relaxed. A moment later, he felt the smooth sensation of AJ’s cock gliding between his cheeks.
“Easy and slow, sweetheart,” he said, more graveled and distinct, like he was holding himself under fierce control. Avery clenched then felt his body relax, welcoming the press, then AJ had breached him. AJ bit at Avery’s shoulder, panting before he dared to move again. A firm hand on his hip kept Avery from pushing for too much too quickly. AJ’s patience and control were clear in the harsh breathing filling the room
Quaking under the onslaught, Avery squeaked a “yes”, gulping as the heat within filled him from where they connected, up his spine to build into a swirling ball of electricity and need.
“Tight, baby. So tight and hot.” AJ’s groan was more pronounced as he slowly pressed forward, guiding Avery even as he fit them together like two puzzle pieces. AJ rested his forehead against Avery for a few seconds. “God, could fuck you until we’re both insane,” he grunted. A twitch of his hips struck deep inside Avery, arching him in answer.
A strong arm scooped beneath his body, and AJ held him steady with the other, easing out until he was nearly gone, to fill him with a measured pace. Awash in fiery heat and hunger, Avery let his body roll into AJ’s with each thrust.
“Ah, Avery, baby.” He kissed skin, his hips beginning to gain speed until he was rocking them both. Adoring kisses branded his back. He gripped at Avery, holding him skin close as they soared. “Getting close, sweetheart.”
Avery whined. He couldn’t begin to describe what he was feeling, riding the wave as AJ drove them higher. The firm, caring grip of a palm clasped his dick and he cried out. Flames roared through him and AJ answered with a throaty growl. Avery bucked, gripping the sheets on the bed with bloodless fists to propel him into the freefall of a lifetime.
AJ wrapped him up, stroking him, driving into him until Avery thought he’d lose consciousness from the intensity flooding him. Sparks streaked across his vision and his balls ached, tightened. Then he shouted, losing himself to the leap. Jet after jet erupted, muscles clenching in time to hear AJ’s growl join his right when he felt the sheer heat of his orgasm fill the condom. Sensitive skin shuddered and he moaned, the last of his energy dribbling out in leaks. AJ’s hand eased, letting him calm through the last heartbeats.
Avery floated, muscles popping as they calmed from the endorphin rush. Shivers struck when an air current brushed over sensitive skin, cooling him when he felt so overheated.
“I didn’t hurt you, did I?” AJ cradled Avery’s softening length, caressing to comfort, not to arouse.
“No. Unbelievable,” Avery replied with a dry, raspy voice. He felt like he’d run a marathon.