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Today we have another snippet from Draw, Overtime #3. This final book in the trilogy is all about Jack Kalinski and his forever man, Martin. This week things get a little heated as our two leading men share an intimate moment.
This story may have gay erotic scenes, strong social issues addressed and mature language. If those things offend now is the time to move onto another Tuesday Tales blog. Thanks for stopping by!
Waking up with a snoring fireman draped over me was a wonderful way to start the day. It was going to be a long one. A “talk” with Pops at the campus snack shop before my History of Fashion lecture at ten then dinner with Martin’s son Caleb and his pregnant wife Becky. They’d drive in from Barnstable and meet us at the same Italian eatery that Martin and I had had our first real date at. Clara had also softened the blow with her son with a call but he’d been less accepting about it than Jane had been. So yeah, today was shaping up to be a fun day. Then tomorrow the Bruisers had a game. Martin had sat out the game Wednesday, citing the stiches in his chin, which was total BS. He’d just been trying to avoid confrontation with my father by staying home and bumming around to nurse his sutures but I let it slide. That time. If he began waffling tomorrow about playing I’d—
“You’re scowling,” Martin said, his deep voice thick with lingering sleep. I cleared the worries from my brain simply by rolling my head on the pillow to gaze into his green eyes. “Did you wake up mad?”
“No, I woke up happy.” I shimmied over him, tossing the sheet and cover aside, baring our naked bodies. “Waking up next to you makes me content.” I smiled and stole a kiss. “’My crown is in my heart, not on my head. Not decked with diamonds or Indian stones, nor to be seen. My crown is called content, a crown it is that seldom kings enjoy.’”
“Mm, nice. A sexy man rubbing all over me and a quote from King Henry VI to start the day.” His hands roamed up my thighs then up my sides.
“I have something even better to give you to begin your day on the right foot,” I replied, wriggling down so that I could rub my cheek over his hairy chest. His fingers skimmed up my and under my arms, tickling the fine red hair of my pits. I twitched a bit, not enough to divert me from my intended goal.
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Love the quote,Anything Shakespeare for me.Well done.
Very sensuous and sexy. Love the part about the families, too. Some people have to adjust when they have children or parents who live a different lifestyle. Hey! I’d sit out a game if I had stitches in my chin, too. Cut him some slack.
Great post. I can’t wait to read Jacks story. And yay an older man
Oh, don’t stop there! I love seeing his inner thoughts and how they affect his mood. Great job!