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Netting Neptune |
Theron Bowman is in the throes of a mid-life crisis, and needs to
make some serious decisions about his future. He splurges
on a two-week vacation in the else in his life, things go horribly
awry and he ends up working to pay for his room.
Forced by his father to break ties with his family, Colby Denton
came to rest on St. Lucia, and opened an exclusive resort. To
celebrate his tenth year on the island, and his birthday, Colby
arranges for a series of festive beachside parties. When a sexy
sea god swims out of the ocean in front of him, Colby has a
brand new plan – netting Neptune.
make some serious decisions about his future. He splurges
on a two-week vacation in the else in his life, things go horribly
awry and he ends up working to pay for his room.
Forced by his father to break ties with his family, Colby Denton
came to rest on St. Lucia, and opened an exclusive resort. To
celebrate his tenth year on the island, and his birthday, Colby
arranges for a series of festive beachside parties. When a sexy
sea god swims out of the ocean in front of him, Colby has a
brand new plan – netting Neptune.
An excerpt from Netting Neptune...
“Listen, Colby, I’ll pay you once I get home. You’re trying to run a
business here.”
“And I can afford to do a nice thing for a stranded traveler. Now give
me the name of whatever official you spoke with, and I’ll make a few
calls. Maybe your luggage will turn up.”
He pulled an envelope from his canvas duffle bag and handed it to
me. The business card was stuck in the fold and I recognized the
name listed. The man liked to make sure everyone knew he was in
charge, but I groveled like a pro, when necessary, to get what I
wanted.
“Thanks, man. I really owe you.”
I shook my head. “You really don’t, so let’s just forget it, okay? If we
don’t, we’ll sit here all day and not get anything done.” I slid the cold
crab dip at him. “Tell me what you think about this.”
Theron scooped up a healthy helping on a wheat cracker and shoved
the whole thing in his mouth. I watched his pink tongue flick bits of
dip off his lower lip. His gaze locked with mine. Very slowly he licked
his upper lip. I squirmed in my seat. He didn’t even try to stop from
laughing at me as he went for another cracker. I held his gaze.
“If you tease me like that again, babe, I’m gonna lick the extra off for
you.”
He broke the cracker in half and handed a portion to me. “I wouldn’t
want you to go to any more trouble for me.”
I took the cracker. “You’re a slick one, Mr. Bowman, but I’m known for
my persistence.”
He popped a melon ball into his mouth, and swallowed. “I sorta
figured that out about you.”
Before I could reply, Josie tapped me on the shoulder. “Sorry to
interrupt, but you’re needed at the front desk, Colby.”
“I’ll be right there.” I turned back to my guest. “Please. Finish your
meal, then come inside and find either Josie or me. Josie, if you can’t
find me, please take Mr. Bowman to my suite so he can get a shower
and relax for a while.”
I didn’t linger. The sooner I took care of whatever problem had
occurred, the quicker I could get Theron alone. After that, I was
already too worked up over this guy and it wouldn’t be smart to
speculate.
Right. I planned to cast a net over my Neptune and give him a
Southern Cross night to remember.
The problem at the front desk was minor. The computer had pulled
one of its usual tricks. I inputted my password, the software reset,
and all was well. I slipped into my office and called the local airfield.
Better to start with folks who were friendly. If they had off-loaded
Theron’s suitcase, then I’d grovel.
They were certain Theron’s luggage had not been removed from the
plane, and had no idea how it had been missed. It was likely back in
Charlotte, North Carolina by now. I made another call, this one to the
States to a travel agent friend of mine. He agreed to make a few
stateside calls. The suitcase had to be somewhere, and I wanted to
know where. Once I had the information, a decision based on my
guest’s plans was possible.
Meanwhile, Theron could borrow some of my clothes for tonight.
Maybe, just maybe, I’d manage to steal a kiss, or more, before the
party started. I checked the patio and he was gone, so I headed for my
suite with all due haste. The sound of the shower spray zinging
against the tiles greeted me.
My knees quivered with the knowledge he was behind the door,
naked. I had to let him know I was here. I couldn’t let him stroll out of
the bathroom in his birthday suit, all clean, smelling fresh like soap,
and dripping wet. Could I?
No, damn it.
I knocked on the bathroom door and told him I was in the living area.
He called back to me, his voice muffled by running water and the
wooden door between us.
“What?”
I raised my voice a few decibel levels. “I said I’m out here.”
“You could be in here, you know.”
Say…why the hell not?
Cock swelling, pulse skipping, I set a new “stripping world record”
and opened the door. Through the clear glass enclosure, Theron’s
gaze slammed into mine, wanting yet wary. I paused, shivering in the
steam teasing my sweaty skin. His gaze flicked down to my erection,
hanging heavy, and mine went to his.
Completely aroused, his penis jutted out, full and rosy red. Cut, he
was a solid eight inches, maybe a bit more, with prominent veins. I
was of an equal length, but he looked to have me on girth. From the
sudden gleam in his green eyes, I didn’t think it a problem.
“Are you coming…in?” He stroked his cock with a soapy hand.
“Listen, Colby, I’ll pay you once I get home. You’re trying to run a
business here.”
“And I can afford to do a nice thing for a stranded traveler. Now give
me the name of whatever official you spoke with, and I’ll make a few
calls. Maybe your luggage will turn up.”
He pulled an envelope from his canvas duffle bag and handed it to
me. The business card was stuck in the fold and I recognized the
name listed. The man liked to make sure everyone knew he was in
charge, but I groveled like a pro, when necessary, to get what I
wanted.
“Thanks, man. I really owe you.”
I shook my head. “You really don’t, so let’s just forget it, okay? If we
don’t, we’ll sit here all day and not get anything done.” I slid the cold
crab dip at him. “Tell me what you think about this.”
Theron scooped up a healthy helping on a wheat cracker and shoved
the whole thing in his mouth. I watched his pink tongue flick bits of
dip off his lower lip. His gaze locked with mine. Very slowly he licked
his upper lip. I squirmed in my seat. He didn’t even try to stop from
laughing at me as he went for another cracker. I held his gaze.
“If you tease me like that again, babe, I’m gonna lick the extra off for
you.”
He broke the cracker in half and handed a portion to me. “I wouldn’t
want you to go to any more trouble for me.”
I took the cracker. “You’re a slick one, Mr. Bowman, but I’m known for
my persistence.”
He popped a melon ball into his mouth, and swallowed. “I sorta
figured that out about you.”
Before I could reply, Josie tapped me on the shoulder. “Sorry to
interrupt, but you’re needed at the front desk, Colby.”
“I’ll be right there.” I turned back to my guest. “Please. Finish your
meal, then come inside and find either Josie or me. Josie, if you can’t
find me, please take Mr. Bowman to my suite so he can get a shower
and relax for a while.”
I didn’t linger. The sooner I took care of whatever problem had
occurred, the quicker I could get Theron alone. After that, I was
already too worked up over this guy and it wouldn’t be smart to
speculate.
Right. I planned to cast a net over my Neptune and give him a
Southern Cross night to remember.
The problem at the front desk was minor. The computer had pulled
one of its usual tricks. I inputted my password, the software reset,
and all was well. I slipped into my office and called the local airfield.
Better to start with folks who were friendly. If they had off-loaded
Theron’s suitcase, then I’d grovel.
They were certain Theron’s luggage had not been removed from the
plane, and had no idea how it had been missed. It was likely back in
Charlotte, North Carolina by now. I made another call, this one to the
States to a travel agent friend of mine. He agreed to make a few
stateside calls. The suitcase had to be somewhere, and I wanted to
know where. Once I had the information, a decision based on my
guest’s plans was possible.
Meanwhile, Theron could borrow some of my clothes for tonight.
Maybe, just maybe, I’d manage to steal a kiss, or more, before the
party started. I checked the patio and he was gone, so I headed for my
suite with all due haste. The sound of the shower spray zinging
against the tiles greeted me.
My knees quivered with the knowledge he was behind the door,
naked. I had to let him know I was here. I couldn’t let him stroll out of
the bathroom in his birthday suit, all clean, smelling fresh like soap,
and dripping wet. Could I?
No, damn it.
I knocked on the bathroom door and told him I was in the living area.
He called back to me, his voice muffled by running water and the
wooden door between us.
“What?”
I raised my voice a few decibel levels. “I said I’m out here.”
“You could be in here, you know.”
Say…why the hell not?
Cock swelling, pulse skipping, I set a new “stripping world record”
and opened the door. Through the clear glass enclosure, Theron’s
gaze slammed into mine, wanting yet wary. I paused, shivering in the
steam teasing my sweaty skin. His gaze flicked down to my erection,
hanging heavy, and mine went to his.
Completely aroused, his penis jutted out, full and rosy red. Cut, he
was a solid eight inches, maybe a bit more, with prominent veins. I
was of an equal length, but he looked to have me on girth. From the
sudden gleam in his green eyes, I didn’t think it a problem.
“Are you coming…in?” He stroked his cock with a soapy hand.
| Purchase Netting Neptune from Amber Allure here |
| ISBN 13: 978-1-60272-573-7 Cover Copyright ©2009 Trace Edward Zaber |
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KC Kendricks
Contemporary gay romance
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| #6 Best Seller, Amber Allure, September 2009 |
"4 Lips!...Hot man love and a story to remember...I found this story to
have the right amount of heat as well as a storyline to remember. I love
how KC Kendricks manages to give softness and strength to the romance
for sur [sic]--hot, steamy and worth reading over and over
again..."--Tina, Two Lips Reviews
have the right amount of heat as well as a storyline to remember. I love
how KC Kendricks manages to give softness and strength to the romance
for sur [sic]--hot, steamy and worth reading over and over
again..."--Tina, Two Lips Reviews
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