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

The hot skin of Jared’s inner thighs was only inches from Rick’s cheeks, penning him in. Rick turned his head to skim his lips along the tight muscle, while his hands grasped Jared’s ass and parted the flesh. It took every ounce of control he possessed not to yank Jared down to his mouth. He had to hold perfectly still as Jared slowly lowered his hips, stopping only when Rick’s nose brushed against him.


“Make sure you get your tongue in there all the way,” Jared rasped. “I plan on taking every inch of that cock of yours.”


Rick moaned in agreement. He licked along the sweaty skin, the hair tickling his lips, all the way to the clenching ring. His fingers tightened, but as white as the tips got, Jared’s pale perfect skin was even more so. Rick fought the urge to find ways to mark it every time they were together. Not to cause Jared pain, but to make the canvas his, to remind Jared of the time they spent together.


Chapter 23