It’s time for Tuesday Tales!
Today we have a snippet from ‘Slow Dances Under an Orange Moon’, my current MM hockey romance. Our word prompt today is “Plaid” and this will be our last peek into this book as I’ve finished and have moved onto a new story!
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!
With Davy at my side, we began our Detroit funfest at the Motown Museum, then we went a hip little pizza and bar-b-que place nearby for dinner. After we were stuffed to the gills we took a long, leisurely walk the river, enjoying the greenery, merry-go-round, and a tiny lighthouse. Hand-in-hand we followed a path that led us to the Eastern Market. There we perused goods from local eateries, jewelers, book sellers, and produce.
When we finally called for our ride to the hotel, we were carrying bags crammed with books and wines.
“Maybe tomorrow we can rent some bikes and make another pass of the market. Those hot pies looked so good, but I was full,” Davy said while patting his belly.
I pulled him into my arms, the bags sliding to the carpet, and kissed him on the nose. “We can do whatever you want tomorrow and every single day from this moment forth. I’m here to fill your life with laughter, romance, and incredible sex.” I found his ass, jerking his groin tight to mine. “Speaking of sex…”
“Mm, one of my favorite topics.” He grabbed my hips to anchor me in place then sealed his lips over mine in a crushing kiss that was all teeth and tongue. We danced around the lounge, knocking knees into tables but unwilling to break the searing kiss that carried us into the bedroom.
“If I would have known books turned you on like this I’d have volunteered at the library,” I huffed, watching him drop to his knees. He smiled up at me then rubbed his nose along the ridge of my erection, the denim a barrier that needed to go like yesterday. “Ah shit,” I moaned. He nipped the hard length of me then undid my belt and zipper. I was into this part big time, nothing better than the stripping of the clothes. I pulled my plaid shirt over my head, flung it to the floor, and then inhaled sharply when my pants were jerked to my ankles.
Copyright 2019 ©by V.L. Locey
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Wow what a place to stop!!! 😏😏😏
Well done.
I loved this part: “If I would have known books turned you on like this I’d have volunteered at the library,”
Steamy and funny at the same time!! Perfect! Love the heat of this scene, building until…you pulled the plug. LOL. Great scene.
Hot scene, and I dearly love the book’s title.
Oooh!!! Very hot!!! I’m glad they made it together!