Jaxson Hartfield has very specific desires, and they involve muscular men. Problem is, he hasn’t been able to make any of his relationships last. Thus he’s forty-one and single, but not for lack of trying. So Jaxson buries himself in work and late nights and admires Carter Daniels, the very buff eye-candy at his gym, without any hope for more.<br><br>Carter Daniels is a weightlifter whose biceps and triceps distract Jaxson to the point of tripping over his own feet. And it doesn’t get any better from there. Just a whiff of the man’s sweat turns Jaxson’s brain to mush, making conversation practically impossible.<br><br> Carter knows Jaxson is attracted to him. But getting the man to stop acting like a scared rabbit around him might take a lot of effort. Still, he may be just the muscleman for the job.

For the Love of Muscles

“Gah.” I closed my eyes, took a breath, and thought of lying on nails or eating raw chicken. Yup, my dick deflated. “Carter, I’m sorry about my reaction that day. I just…I really, really have a thing for guys who look like you, but that’s not all I want, you know? And it always turns into something that’s only superficial. I’m way too old for that. So yeah, I’m hugely attracted to you, but I…do you understand, at all?” I knew I wasn’t being very clear.


“No, I get it.” He smiled. “We’ve both been hurt and taking chances is difficult. It’s been hard to resist talking to you, though I had to say something last time because I thought you were going to faint after your workout.”


I rubbed the back of my neck. “I was trying not to pounce you. Do you know how challenging it is to keep any semblance of control around you, especially since you’re doing your routine right there, in front of me? Shirtless?”


“Why do you think I chose that spot?”


Chapter 5