Digging the garden isn’t the only thing making these two men
hot. PG13
“Paprika and Chives: Hotter than Hell” blurb:
Enre has fiery red hair and an attitude to match. The world
is full of injustice and he wants everything to be fair and equitable right
now. Kalman is older, calm and logical, but the two men, co-workers at the
botanical gardens, are drawn to each other. They work alone together at the far
end of the gardens all one day, getting to know each other and passion ignites
between them. The garden bed is made, and sprayed with their seed as well as
that of the plants.
Hot, sweaty half naked bodies, and outdoor sex, is so good
they do it all again later that afternoon, before planning to spend the evening
together -- in a real bed.
WARNING!! PG13 EXCERPT
Enre's dick was harder than a spike and he'd gone from
wanting to talk to Kalman to wanting to do a whole lot more, and the sooner the
better. Yeah, sure, he'd always been attracted to Kalman. Who wouldn't be? The
man was tall, dark and handsome, with a gentle nature that really appealed to
Enre. But now he desperately wanted to hold Kalman, to peel those tight jeans
right off Kalman's long, slim legs with their muscular thighs, and suck
Kalman's cock, a heavy ridge behind the zipper, into his mouth.Oh, God, this was pure torture. Enre had to have Kalman. Had to have him right now. Or he'd die trying.
"Um, Kalman?"
"Yes?" Kalman turned and leaned on his hoe,
smiling at Enre.
Enre's dick nearly forced its way out of his pants. Kalman
looked so good. Sweaty, his body glistening in the sunlight, just like a Greek
God or something. "I want you. I've liked you forever, but today, I wanted
to be with you, alone with you, and now…" Enre stopped, miserably aware
he'd likely done what he did so often. Come on much too passionately and
frightened everyone away. And the one thing he really, really, didn't want to do was have Kalman retreat from him.
But Kalman smiled even more widely "I want you too,
Enre. You're a good man. I've been thinking about holding you in my arms for
weeks.
"You have?"
"Yep."
Enre took a couple quick steps forward and suddenly they
were wrapped in each others' arms, hugging tightly, grinding their hips
together. Enre lifted his head the few inches necessary to look directly into
Kalman's gaze. The heat and lust he saw there almost made his dick burst on the
spot. Everything he hoped for, wanted, was reflected back at him in those
melting chocolate pools.
Then their lips were locked together. It was not a gentle
kiss, but a harsh meshing of teeth, and noses, tongues diving into each other's
mouths.
Until Enre realized Kalman was deliberately slowing them
down, savoring the taste of him, encouraging him to take a breath and sample,
test, explore. Enre gentled his touch, unclenching his hands on Kalman's
shoulders, slowing his frantic tongue thrusts and relishing the scents and
experience that was Kalman.Oh, that was good: the salty tang from the sweat of hard work, the earthy scent from the dirt they'd been digging, the clean, fresh outdoor smell of the botanic garden itself.
Gently now Enre explored Kalman, sliding his tongue over the roof of Kalman's mouth, along the insides of his cheeks, behind his teeth, noting the different textures that were all part of this man. A man he was intensely attracted to. A man he wanted to take right now, but who he was prepared to wait for -- even if it killed him!
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This book is set in the same world as “Blooming Love” (http://www.torquerebooks.com/index.php?main_page=product_info&cPath=78_112&products_id=3212)
Berengaria Brown
