Landscape architect Nick LeGrande has never experienced a more disastrous trip! When he ends up stranded in a Colorado blizzard, he’s glad to have the company of his little canine buddy, Cedric, whom circumstances forced him to bring along. Then a sexy Good Samaritan rescues them and Nick is introduced to a world he hardly knew existed. He is quickly enthralled.<br><br> Caleb Storm is a loner, a rancher whose Native American blood sets him a bit apart from most of his fellows. When a spring blizzard dumps Nick LeGrande and his tiny dog into Caleb’s life, he and his old stock dog Cheyenne hardly know what to make of their visitors.<br><br>Caleb finds Nick very attractive but doubts such a successful and 28e man could have any interest in him. However, their dogs hit it off from the start and seem to conspire to get their masters together. Can a pair of canine cupids work the necessary magic?

The Maltese Terror

This time he took the head and half the shaft into his mouth without hesitation. The warm velvet skin slipped and shifted over the hot iron core as he bobbed his head, moving up and down in an age-old rhythm.


He heard Caleb’s breathing quicken and then a soft moan. “God, that feels good. Harder, Nick. Faster. Watch the teeth. Otherwise you’re doing everything just right. Oh, yeah!”


Nick almost lost it in a start when Caleb reached up to clasp one cheek and slid all four fingers into the crease of Nick’s ass. Then he realized it felt good—strange, but good. He shifted his knees farther apart, inviting even more intimate caresses. Caleb stroked down between Nick’s legs to the back of his balls, lingering on the sensitive patch there.


Blood pounded through Nick’s dick, swelling and stiffening it. His balls tightened and tingled, drawing up tight against his body.


“Move around here,” Caleb suggested. “Get a knee on either side of my head and let me have a taste of you.”


Chapter 17