A Bid For Love by T. D. McKinney Read Free Book Online

cradled Asher's head, fingers trembling just a bit. "You deciding to make all my daydreams real? Thought I was the one doing the seducing."
    "You've already managed that." Completely. "Scott, even if we find we can't make this permanent, I am yours for the space of this weekend." He really should stop tormenting Scott with slow firm caresses of his tongue before they forgot about dinner altogether. In a minute. Ah, in truth the finest appetizer ever created.
    "Did I ever tell you I really hate that pessimistic streak of yours?" Scott paused to moan and let his head tip back. "Good thing I'm a live-in-the-moment sort of guy. And God! I do want to live in this moment. Sweet Jesus! That's good."
    "You are indeed. Far beyond good. Intoxicating." The urge rose up and Asher couldn't push it aside. Dinner would be fine for a few more minutes. Retrieving his wineglass, he dipped his fingers again and let a crystal stream trickle its way down the very center of Scott's abdomen, the six-pack muscles there beautifully defined without being overdone. Then he followed that trail with his mouth, right to the edge of his lover's shorts.
    The tremble in Scott's hands now extended to his body. Deep breaths shivered in and out, breaking up a somewhat incoherent expression of appreciation. And showcasing a rather splendid evidence of deep arousal.
    Tempting. Oh, so tempting. Asher grinned and pressed a single kiss just below Scott's navel before straightening to claim his wide mouth again. "But I wouldn't want you to pass out from hunger. We'll get there eventually, I'm sure."
    Blank incomprehension and shock never looked so good. Ah, the need to tease and conquer Scott in their unending contest still felt strong. And winning felt so good. Or did until strong arms wrapped about Asher and dumped him into the tub.
    It was a good thing he'd taken their combined displacement into account when filling the deep tub--only a bit splashed over the edge. But he still caught a mouthful and had to cough it out before he could breathe properly, just in time to feel a shorts-free Scott catch him by the waist and pull him up against the side of the tub, pinning Asher's hips directly in line with one of the Jacuzzi jets. Scott's wide palm landed squarely on the power button before sliding back around Asher's ribs.
    Streams of jet-powered bubbles flowed over sensitive flesh; a hard body pressed tight to Asher's making it impossible to flee the sensation. A sharp profanity burst out at the end of sharp intake of breath. "Scott!"
    "You know better than to tease me without being ready to accept revenge, darlin'. It's no different here than at the office. The revenge here is just so much sweeter." Scott claimed the mole on Asher's collarbone again, hips pumping slowly against Asher's skin. "God, so sweet..."
    Sweet indeed. Honeyed and rich. And for once Asher didn't mind losing in the least. Only a bit over an hour ago he'd lain exhausted and blissed out, sure he was done for the night. Now he found his body more than awake and wanting the other man. He bit his lip to keep nonsense from flowing out and concentrated on the motion of Scott's hips.
    The jetted flow ceased as abruptly as it had started and Scott gazed at him with mischief-bright eyes as Asher fought for a proper breath. "There. I think I've had enough appetizer for the moment. I'll finish you for dessert." Gentle fingers dipped below the water and traced a path that left Asher somewhere between ecstasy and just a little trepidation. "And I really would like to finish you, if you're okay with it. But for now, let's relax and eat."
    Asher found the idea of a break for food welcome. Especially since a new tightness had settled around his chest. He hadn't had a chance to think of Scott "finishing" him. He hadn't had a chance to think at all. His body definitely seemed of two minds. His erection remained as firm as possible, but a hint of concern lodged in his chest. He wanted it more than he could express.