This collection includes Clare London's first two charming London-based novellas of the With a Kick series. With a Kick is A new and enticing ice cream franchise, with a unique blend of full flavour, mischief and romance. Patrick and Lee are struggling to make a success of their alcoholic ice cream shop in the centre of tourist London. At the same time, their business partnership may take a turn towards the personal -- if either of them can find the time and nerve to go for it! Meanwhile, they cater to the wild and wonderful range of customers in the area, many of whom have their own romantic agenda. Will ice cream be the final ingredient they’re all looking for? Each story is a self-contained romance, but will follow the history of the shop throughout. Contains the stories: Pluck and Play: Curtis is a cheery young entrepreneur, secretly licking his wounds after being beaten up by his ex-lover. Handsome cowboy Riley is stranded in London without money. His consolation is his music, and his fascination is Curtis. Their music brings them together, Riley’s guitar and Curtis’ poetry. But when Curtis is threatened by his ex-lover, Riley intends to be the man to help. Double Scoop: A sudden disaster strikes the novelty ice cream shop, With A Kick, threatening the livelihood of its owner, Patrick, and also his assistant Lee. The last thing in the world Patrick wants is to hurt Lee, but deeply-held insecurities prevent him from confessing his love. And how long will Lee wait to make his own move? Hopefully the disaster brings a new opportunity for them to make a go of things.

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Riley muttered. His arm twitched on Curtis’ waist.


twisted his head so that he could nuzzle his nose against Riley’s cock. It was


in that morning state of sleep-soft, half-hard that Curtis knew from his own


experience. He loved the smell and taste of a dick in that halfway house of


waking. He licked slowly along the briefs, feeling Riley’s cock and balls shift


sighed, a ripple of a moan in the back of his throat. He didn’t move from his


sleeping position but Curtis felt his thighs tense and his cock stir as it


filled even more. Curtis slid a hand under the waistband and lifted it out. It


was heavy and smooth in his palm, the foreskin already drawn back. He tugged


the briefs down on Riley’s hips so that the elastic wouldn’t snap back against


his precious family jewels, and leant down to lick the flesh instead.


Riley’s hand lifted and pawed at Curtis’ hair. He was initially clumsy, but the


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