Fashion is Jared Harvey’s life. Once a top model, now an aspiring designer, he never expects to be attracted to a man who wouldn’t know his Versace from his Valentino. But Rick Paulson makes him rethink everything he’s ever assumed he wanted in a man. <br><br>Rick’s generous, built like a brick house, and best of all, hungry to let Jared take control. Together, they ignite passions in each other neither wants to extinguish. So what if Rick doesn’t care about Jared’s Cavalli? Life’s more than a runway, especially with a man like Rick around ...

What We May Be

“Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck…” Jared muttered. It was even better than he’d imagined. Every inch he pushed inside sucked away more of his breath, until he couldn’t inhale at all when his balls nudged against Rick’s ass.


On the other hand, Rick couldn’t seem to stop gulping for air. His cheeks had mottled with splotches of red, and the same heat crept down his neck, disappearing into the hair on his chest. “Gimme a second,” he said. “Let me…”


The request was unnecessary. Jared couldn’t move anyway. His entire body had locked into a fiery stasis. He couldn’t think, or speak, or do much of anything but thank every god ever created for this seemingly perfect moment.


After what was probably only a few seconds but felt like minutes, Rick nudged Jared with his heel. “Do it.”


He took a deep breath. Curling his hands around Rick’s thighs, Jared slowly withdrew.


He only made it an inch before driving forward again.


Chapter 15