As a freelance photographer, Mal Donnelly is a complete professional, and doesn’t bat a lash at any assignment. Even the special St. Patrick’s Day photo-shoot on the set of a gay pornographic film. But just the sight of the film’s star, Alejandro Marroquin, is enough to turn him into a tongue-tied fool. When Alejandro asks him to dinner, Mal knows it truly is his lucky day.<br><br>Alejandro doesn’t date. With his career, it is difficult to have any sort of real relationship. But Mal, the soft-spoken, talented photographer, had captivated Alejandro from the moment they met six months prior to the St. Patrick’s Day shoot. Still covered in green paint from the photo-shoot, he gathers up his courage and asks Mal to dinner. Alejandro can only hope that their mutual desire will overcome the obstacle of his career. After all, it isn’t easy being with the hottest porn star in town ...

Kiss Me

“So is this a danger of your trade, too?” Alejandro smoothed his hands up and down Mal’s back, more tightly muscled than he’d imagined. “You get actors hitting on you all the time?”


“I wouldn’t say all the time. I’ve been invited to a few dressing rooms after a shoot.” Mal’s mouth moved up his jaw, closer and closer to Alejandro’s lips. “None of them wanted me to just keep them company.”


“I like your company.” He liked a lot about Mal. “I’m glad we were selfish tonight.”


“Me, too. Besides, it would be awkward if everybody saw that I’m more interested in tasting you than the food.”


Alejandro chuckled, but the sound was trapped when Mal finally skimmed over his mouth. His cock throbbed at the faint trace of Mal’s tongue, but he steeled himself against begging for more by slipping a finger inside the waistband of Mal’s jeans and stroking the line of his pelvis.


Chapter 7