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

Reluctantly, he pulled his hand free and slapped Jared’s bottom. “Go get the lube and condoms then. And be quick about it.”


With a brilliant smile, Jared bounded up, all energy returned in spite of their languorous kissing. “If you get naked while I’m gone, there won’t be a reason to have to get up again,” he reminded before making a dash down the hall for what Rick presumed was the bedroom.


Jared had a point. An excellent point. Rick stripped in record time, dropping his clothes onto a beanbag in the corner. He was just tossing his shoes over to join them when Jared returned, wearing only a hard-on and a smile.


He dropped the condoms onto the floor next to the couch and pushed Rick back into the cushions. Straddling his hips, he trapped Rick’s cock against his stomach and braced his hands on Rick’s chest. His fingers curled into the hair, pulling it hard enough for Rick to feel it like hundreds of needles pricking at his skin. When he grunted, Jared only smiled more broadly.


Chapter 22