Release Date: Mar 23, 2009
Publisher Link: http://www.total-e-bound.com/product.asp?strParents=&CAT_ID=&P_ID=438
Blurb: Will Jamie and Grant's new and exciting love for each other be able to withstand Donnie's violent acts of jealousy? Jamie Taylor meets Grant Stevens through his work as a tech at a physical rehabilitation facility. Sparks ensue and Grant comes out of the closet for Jamie. Things would be just great if it wasn't for the fact that Jamie has this stalker problem. The administrator's son, Donnie, has a thing for Jamie and doesn't like Grant showing up and horning in on what he considers his territory. Donnie makes his feelings known in a variety of violent ways. He preys upon everyone and everything that Jamie loves. Soon, that includes Grant. It's hard to get a relationship started in good times, but with Donnie creating mayhem around every corner, it is even more of a challenge. But, Donnie's hate is not nearly as strong as Jamie and Grant's love.
Jamie moved the chair so it was close to the couch then went to the front of it and locked it. He put his arms gently under Grant´s arms and lifted him. His plan had been to swing him around and ease him down to the couch, but once he had Grant standing right in front of him, he stopped and just looked at him. He made sure Grant was well-balanced, keeping one hand on him.
Jamie wanted Grant to feel he was on a somewhat equal footing as they stood and faced each other. They were about the same height, which would come in handy, Jamie thought. They´d fit together nicely.
"This is nice," Grant said, proving Jamie´s instincts correct.
"I thought you might like it. You are one tall drink of water, aren´t you?"
"Basketball player, remember? Yeah, I´m six foot four when I´m standing straight. This feels really good, but don´t take that hand away. I´m not that steady."
"Don´t worry. I´m not letting you go." Jamie meant that in more ways than one. "We´re a good match. I´m six foot two. You´ll top me by two."
"Yeah, but you´ve got the muscle mass to make you one really devastating example of male perfection," Grant said, chuckling.
"Damn, you´re going to embarrass me," Jamie replied, actually blushing.
"I couldn´t help it. I heard a couple of the nurses talking one day, and that´s what they said about you."
"Good Lord, don´t tell me which ones. I´ll never be able to face them." Jamie laughed.
"I wanted to tell them I had plans for you, but I was still a little unsure of myself, and I´d never say anything anyway, but you get the idea. I just kept thinking how I´d like to agree with them. You´re really sexy, you know that?" Grant tilted his head to one side, looking at Jamie from half-lowered lids.
"Okay, we better sit down or I´m gonna be the one who´s not steady on his feet. God, you make me want," Jamie said, reaching to put his arms around Grant and pull him closer. Instead of helping him to sit, he took the opportunity to hug the man. Grant´s arms came around him. His sore arm wrapped around Jamie´s waist, but the left one went up around his neck.
They stood there for a few moments, relishing the joy of being able to hold one another in this position. Grant put his face down on Jamie´s shoulder, and Jamie shivered as he felt Grant´s breath on his neck. He tightened his arms, his hands moving on Grant´s back. Grant moaned at the good feelings that clearly evoked. Jamie wanted to be able to make him feel this good all the time. The man needed a massage in a bad way. Jamie would be happy to oblige. He was sure Grant was tense and tired from all the therapy sessions, the pain and the worry.
"You´re gonna get tired. Here, I´d better get you settled on the couch," Jamie finally said, pulling away before he wanted to let Grant go.
"Thanks, I liked that. It felt good." Still, Grant sighed in relief as Jamie helped him ease down onto the left corner of the couch, letting him rest his injured arm on the end of it. Jamie moved the chair out of the way and stood for a second looking at Grant.
"I´m going to be the good host here and give you a choice. See, I really want to spend some time kissing you. If you want that, too, let me know now. Let me know if you want your snack first or-"
He got no further as Grant leaned, grabbed his hand, and pulled him down to sit close beside him.
"Okay. Good to know." Jamie started, smiling.
"Shut up and kiss me," Grant said then laughed. "Didn´t there used to be a song called that? Anyway, to borrow from the Nike commercials, just do it!"
Jamie leaned the little bit necessary to accomplish just that. They had time, plenty of time so he would make the most of it. He reached up and took Grant´s face between his hands, holding him still. Jamie didn´t close his eyes and noticed that Grant didn´t either.
Jamie touched his lips lightly to Grant´s and moved them back and forth, side to side, slowly, gently. He took the time to feel the softness and sweetness of Grant´s lips. The man had a mouth made for kissing. Jamie touched his tongue to Grant´s top lip and tasted him, delighting in Grant´s small gasp. He continued to take his time, moving his tongue all around Grant´s mouth, top to bottom lip, teasing the corners, gliding across the seam. The whole time he looked into Grant´s eyes, loving the look of wonder there.
He finally eased back a little and moved his thumbs over to smooth over Grant´s moist lips, caressing.
"You like kissing..." Grant observed.
"I love kissing...you." Jamie leaned in again, moving his thumbs out of the way to allow his tongue to push its way inside this time. Grant groaned aloud and brought his arms up to clasp Jamie´s neck, holding him close. Both pairs of eyes closed now as they gave themselves up to sensation. One of Jamie´s hands went around Grant´s head, and he fleetingly thought how wonderful Grant´s hair felt on his fingers. He moved them through it, massaging Grant´s scalp as he continued the marauding kisses.
There was nothing gentle about them. Grant mimicked Jamie´s move, put his right hand on the back of Jamie´s head and moved his fingers through Jamie´s short hair. Neither could ever say how long they sat there, lips fused together, tongues moving from one mouth to the other. Grant caught on quick and he soon had his tongue searching Jamie´s mouth, taking in flavours and textures that had his breath coming faster.
They went from hard searching kisses to soft sweet caresses, but the connection was never broken. It was as if now that they´d gotten the chance to get this close, they were reluctant to move apart. Grant´s hand moved down to the back of Jamie´s neck and rubbed and squeezed causing goose bumps to appear on Jamie´s skin. Jamie followed suit, doing the same to Grant who moaned right into Jamie´s mouth.
Finally, Jamie thought he should pull away, if only to get a good breath. Grant had other ideas. He allowed Jamie to ease back from his mouth, but he kept his arms tightly around him, not allowing him to move away. Jamie was fine with that. He just leaned in and put his face into Grant´s neck and held on. They sat for a few moments as their breathing calmed and their hearts slowed a little.
"I never knew I could feel like that," Grant said, his lips moving against Jamie´s shoulder.
"Good, yeah?" Jamie said without taking his face away from Grant.
"Oh my God, yeah," Grant was able to say, squeezing a little with his arms. "I love how you feel in my arms. I wish I could hug you harder, but this right side can´t handle it. It feels great, though."
Jamie hugged him a little harder, being careful of the injured areas. He finally eased back and looked at Grant. When he saw how full and bruised-looking Grant´s lips were, he wanted them again.
"Damn. Do my lips look like that?" he laughed.
"You mean a little puffy and red...and sexy as hell?" Grant asked.
"Yep. Man, you can kiss!" Jamie said, meaning it as a compliment.
"I think I was inspired."