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HOT TICKET
by K.A. Mitchell
Genre: Gay-Lesbian Romance, Red Hots!
ISBN: 1-59998-863-1
Length: Novella
Price: 3.50
Publication Date: January 15, 2008
Cover art by Anne Cain
Available at: Samhain Publishing
Elliot couldn't believe the way he'd been acting since Cade had turned to face him. Grabbing the man's head, pulling his hair, slamming him up against the back door—God, Cade would think he was a sex-starved freak.
“Elliot? You all right, man?” Cade was still smiling, lips wet from Elliot's mouth.
Oh he was all right—he could even think now that Cade had stopped rubbing Elliot's cock. Think about being on the verge of having sex with someone he'd just met, think about how he seemed to have completely forgotten all those carefully constructed James plans. Actually, Cade moaning fuck as his legs opened around Elliot's hips had just about deprived him of any memory of James.
This wasn't supposed to happen with Cade—Cade, who was so determined to be different that he had to drag them up here in his crappy little car and get them stuck freezing to death on a mountain in January.
“Elliot.” Cade's thumb stroked the edge of Elliot's jaw. “Have you—is this your first time with a guy?”
“No.” It wasn't. It wasn't as if he had the kind of experience he was sure Cade had, but it definitely wasn't his first time.
“It's okay. I mean, I don't care.” Cade sat up and leaned into Elliot, both hands now stroking the sides of his face. “It's not that complicated. You've got a dick—you know what feels good.”
Cade was pushing Elliot back against the seat, and that would be an end to the amazing sensation of knowing Cade was letting Elliot do what he wanted.
“I said it's not my first time.” Elliot shoved Cade back against the door.
Cade's legs dropped wide again, his thumb rubbing Elliot's lips. “Knock yourself out, kid.”
Elliot wasn't even sure if he liked Cade. He fascinated Elliot but scared him a little too. Every time Cade looked at him, Elliot's stomach made a leap as if he were jumping off the top of the falls into Dunham Brook.
“Elliot. We could just share body heat. I promise to keep my hands to myself.”
“I don't.” He may have only jumped once, stupid on beer and cinnamon schnapps, but once the choking fear had subsided, the free fall had been fun.
He ran his hands under the loose flannel shirt Cade wore over his T-shirt, finding hard muscle under the cotton. When Elliot stroked over Cade's ribs, the muscles under Elliot's fingers jumped and Cade jerked away.
“Ticklish,” Cade admitted.
The crack in Cade's cool demeanor made Elliot feel a little less hesitant. He stroked harder. “Where else?”
“Gonna have to find out on your own.”
The challenge in Cade's voice sent another pump of blood to Elliot's cock. “I can handle that.”
Elliot shoved up the hem of Cade's shirt, thumbs sliding across the skin just above the waistband of those outrageous plaid pants. Cade shivered.
“There too?”
“Yeah.”
Elliot undid the top button of Cade's pants.
“Definitely there.” Cade's voice was quiet, but with a rough edge that teased Elliot's ears like a brush of lips and stubble.
His fingers slid through the soft hair below Cade's navel, and Elliot swore Cade vibrated against him—or maybe the guy was just cold. Elliot found the tab on the zipper, the sound of metal purring loud in the car.
His palm connected with a damp patch of cotton as Cade's dick jumped to meet his hand. The sound from Cade now was deeper than his usual tenor, his harsh breath loud in Elliot's ear. Knowing it wasn't the cold that got Cade to jerk and moan made Elliot's toes curl in his boots. He reached into Cade's boxers and found the hard satin of his cock. Elliot wished he could see it, could watch the dark flush of blood, the drops of precome on the head, but he let his fingers tell him all they could. Heavy, a gentle curve toward Cade's stomach and the thick vein on the underside pulsing fast. Cade's teeth flashed in a grin as Elliot tightened his grip and jacked him slowly.
He watched Cade's face for clues and got nothing but that wide smile. “What do you like?”
“It's more fun if you figure it out on your own, don't you think?”
“Full of passion and sizzle from beginning to end.” Sensual Ecataromance
“A well plotted enjoyable read that I couldn’t put down” and “a gem of a book” Literary Nymphs
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