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Categories Genre: Contemporary, Erotic, M-M Romance, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 11
Estimated words: 9417 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 47(@200wpm)___ 38(@250wpm)___ 31(@300wpm)
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The bob of the sailor’s Adam’s apple along with the slight flush coloring his cheeks sped up Easton Elliott’s heartbeat and had his dick taking notice. Chemistry wouldn’t be an issue, because from what he could tell, they had that in droves.

Easton was here tonight to celebrate a sudden and unexpected ruling in his client’s favor from a no-budge judge, ending a months’ long legal battle. The ruling alone should have been enough to make his life complete—at least for today. But the temptation staring back at him was the cherry on top of a very outstanding day.

His staff had chosen this lively bar to meet for drinks to celebrate their victory. He was glad he’d agreed to join them instead of going home for dinner. A flash of white at the bar had caught his eye just as he’d lifted his phone to text his team, letting them know he’d reserved their tables. The commanding presence of the sexy naval officer sitting alone at the bar had his full attention. He grinned. And for the first time in a long stretch, he hoped he hadn’t lost his touch.

The long legs and broad shoulders hidden beneath the white uniform pushed every button Easton had. The sailor was exactly his type: thick auburn hair, big strong build, and inviting green eyes that twinkled with amusement.

“I’m Easton Elliott.” He stuck out his hand all in an effort to touch this muscled-up hottie who seemed to be out of his element…uncertain but interested. Easton really liked that vulnerability in a guy.

“Grant Holt,” the other man said, his voice strong and assured, in direct contrast to the rosy hue coloring his cheeks.

“Hmmm.” Easton inched closer and drew in a deep breath. Grant’s cologne easily touched a deeper part of him, not to mention the interest the aroma piqued in his cock. His body was on a slow burn where this man was concerned. Reluctantly, he let go of the man’s warm hand as the bartender placed drinks in front of them. Easton glanced over at Grant again as the handsome sailor picked up his glass and tilted it to his full lips.

Liquid courage. Easton almost chuckled at the way Grant downed the contents. Yeah, he’d have some of that too. He lifted his own glass for several swigs, keeping his gaze locked on the man as he swallowed down the liquor. The drink left a heady warmth spreading through his body as he set the cold glass on the polished wood. “You in town for a while?”

“Yeah, something like that,” the handsome sailor replied, giving a humorless laugh before diverting his eyes and taking another sip.

“Hmmm. You staying around here?” Easton asked.

“Sort of. It’s a little ways away.” The guy clearly wasn’t into talking, those long fingers slid down his leg and tugged at the material stretched across that thick thigh.

For no other reason than to have something to say, Easton mentioned the obvious. “You struggling with your pants?”

The color in Grant’s cheeks deepened before he looked down to his lap. Easton’s gaze followed, his mouth watered, and his dick twitched at the sight. The tight-fitting slacks outlined a very rigid and eager cock to perfection. Easton lifted his gaze to collide with Grant’s as he reached for his cap, most likely to drop in his lap. In no way did Easton want that impressive cock covered, so he used his hand and stopped the move. Instead, he took the cap before pushing away from the bar, stretching to his full height.

“I can try to fix your slacks. If that’s something you’re interested in, meet me in the bathroom.” He winked, giving a knowing nod toward Grant’s lap. Easton saw the interest flare in Grant’s eyes. Yeah, this brought back memories. Hopefully, the sailor agreed. The amount of adrenaline rushing through his veins made it hard to catch a breath, but Easton managed. He wanted Grant. Wanted to undress him, to taste Grant’s pleasure on his tongue. Drive the insecurity from his eyes with every claiming touch.

Easton kept hold of the cap, ensuring the sexy sailor would follow if for nothing more than to get his cap back. And if that were the case, he’d do his best to leave Grant with a lasting impression of how much he truly wanted him. Easton lifted a hand, drawing the bartender’s attention. “We’ll be back.”

Grant had spun the stool around but hadn’t risen yet. Easton leaned in so close he could hear the other man’s shallow breaths. He watched Grant’s Adam’s apple dip as he swallowed, and in that moment, he wanted nothing more than to drag his tongue across all the tempting flesh before sucking a mark on the man, claiming him. Instead, he repeated his invitation. “Don’t overthink it. Give me a minute. All you need to do is come.”



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