by Christiane France
ISBN-13: 978-1-60272-645-1 (Electronic)
The perfect plan for success, or a guaranteed recipe for disaster?
It sounded like such a simple, mutually beneficial arrangement when the idea was hatched over drinks in a bar late one night. A little short-term pain for long-term gain, or so Nick’s ambitious boyfriend, Al, believed. If Nick would take a back seat while Al played the doting husband to Missy, daughter of the town’s leading lawyer for a couple of months, Al’s lifelong dream of a partnership with Hilldale & Partners would finally be achieved. In return, Missy would be out from under her daddy’s thumb, free to follow her own alternative lifestyle. And then, after a short interval, Nick and Al could pick up where they left off, and everyone would live happily ever after.
As far as spur-of-the-moment plans went, this one sounded perfect.
What could possibly go wrong?
NOTE: Don’t miss the sequel, Independence Day II, available April 2010!
Al closed his eyes, all the better to absorb Nick’s nearness, along with his taste and his smell. He couldn’t believe how much he’d missed Nick. Or how downright boring his life had become without Nick there to love and motivate him. If Nick had been patient and waited just a little while longer until Al was able to straighten out a few things and be offered the partnership at Hilldale’s he’d always dreamed of, anything would have been possible. Despite Al’s requests, however, Nick had refused to even try to understand how fragile these things were. How loyalty and ambition were the measure of a man at Hilldale. And how everything Al had spent this past year working his ass off to achieve could be lost by nothing more complicated than being seen even briefly in the company of the wrong person.
As Nick’s eager tongue tangled with his, Al gripped Nick’s butt cheeks, rubbing his aroused cock against Nick’s burgeoning shaft. For weeks now, Al had gotten hard just thinking about Nick. In fact, it had been so bad on the plane coming down to Vegas, he’d had to go to the bathroom twice and jerk off like an over-sexed teenager. Now he was hard again, aching with the need to lose himself in Nick’s heat.
He ran a finger down Nick’s crack. Damn, but this felt so fucking good. What had Nick been thinking about, taking off without as much as a single word? Nick knew Al’s marriage was nothing more than a joke, a convenient and temporary arrangement for all concerned—a way around a major obstacle on the road to success. It was a means to an end and nothing more.
He opened the zipper on Nick’s pants and slipped a hand inside, his breath catching with excitement as his fingers encountered the kind of heat and hardness that made his belly cramp and his heart beat faster. He wanted Nick’s cock in his mouth. He wanted to suck him, and then he wanted Nick to do the same thing to him and more. He wanted to feel Nick’s big rod, ramming up his ass. He wanted…
Al’s hands were shaking with a combination of frustration and long-suppressed need, but somehow he managed to unsnap Nick’s pants and push them down, along with his boxers. For a brief second, he hesitated. In the old days, they’d never bothered with condoms, but now, after all these months apart? Did he dare take a chance? Refusing to think about what Nick might or might not have been doing, he removed one of the tiny packages he’d put in his pocket before leaving his room, knelt down and quickly sheathed Nick’s arousal with the protective covering.
He took a deep breath, wrapped his lips around Nick’s cock, and began stroking the tip with his tongue the way he knew Nick liked. Then, as he began to suck, a shudder ran through Nick’s body and he began pushing hard against Al’s mouth. Once he had Nick all the way in, Al began to caress Nick’s balls with one hand while he probed the entrance to his hole with the forefinger of the other.
Nick pushed again, and Al began to suck harder. Much as he enjoyed leisurely lovemaking, this was not the time. He knew Nick was on the verge of coming, and from the way his own cock was straining against the confinement of his clothing, Al knew it wasn’t far off for himself either. Continuing to keep Nick in his mouth, he undid his own pants, feeling a rush of excitement as his engorged penis sprang free and he was able to cradle its heat and hardness in his hands. He began to caress himself lightly from root to tip. Then, as he felt Nick’s whole body stiffen and he heard him groan, he began sucking Nick harder and rubbing himself faster, until suddenly it was like the whole world was exploding around him. He felt dizzy with relief, and delirious with happiness. And here he’d been afraid Nick had taken off because he no longer loved or wanted him.