It`s time for Tuesday Tales.
Today we have an excerpt from The Call Up, a Watkins Glen Gladiators novella.
Please do bear in mind that these snippets are unedited so please be kind if you find any mistakes.
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!
He sighed dreamily, his body melting, as his breath skimmed warm and moist over my shoulder. I felt him drift off, enjoying the hell out of muscles relaxing as I held him. My eyes may have grown a little heavy too because the next thing I knew I was coming awake to the sound of the shower running. I sat up, rubbed at my eyes, giving my brain time to realign. Right. I was in a hotel in Raleigh with Liam. Finally. The tacky mess on my belly was proof that the amazing sex that had taken place not that long ago was not a dream.
I slid from the bed, eager to join my boyfriend in the shower. Slipping into the bath I was disappointed to see him drying off, the steam in the room rushing out the open door. Liam smiled that adorable smile of his upon seeing me.
“I hated to wake you up. You were so cute, mouth open, drooling on the pillow,” he teased as he ran a towel over his head.
“You make me drool,” I replied, reaching for him. His skin was warm from the shower. He smelled of dark spices. My lips found his and my cock began to swell. I was insatiable. He broke free, green eyes alive with mischief, and gave me a nudge toward the shower. “Join me?”
“Maybe,” he replied, stepping in behind me. I cranked on the taps. He took the small bar of soap, kissed my clavicle, and then began lathering me up. My eyes drifted shut as he soaped me up from toes to nose then did the same for my back.
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