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

Alejandro cupped the back of his head, keeping the caress tender as their tongues twisted together. He pushed back against Mal’s fingers, already writhing beneath him. When they finally parted, his breath was fast and hot, his words rushed.


“Need you in me. God, Mal, if you don’t fuck me soon, I’m going to throw you to the floor and ride you until neither one of us can move anymore.”


Mal’s mouth went dry. “Save that idea for later.”


He straightened and slid his hand free, then reached for the condom. It took two tries to get the foil open, and his fingers were shaking a little as he unrolled the rubber down his shaft. He slicked it with a bit more lube, and he didn’t need to ask if Alejandro was ready. His eyes were half-closed and hungry, his lips parted slightly.


Mal pushed the blunt tip of his cock past Alejandro’s ring of muscle slowly, but once he had the initial penetration, nothing could hold him back. He sheathed himself with one, easy stroke.


Chapter 17