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Faced with the consequences of one careless night, Russell Drake left his lover, James, to marry a woman he barely knew. It certainly wasn’t what he planned, but one look at his son’s tiny face convinced him that he’d do whatever was necessary to make his child happy… even if it cost him his own happiness. But fate has something else in mind for him, and an unforeseen accident once again sets off a cascade of change. Three years later, Russell no longer has to settle and exist for his son’s sake. He has the chance to rediscover the life he’d wanted with James.

 

Excerpt

FRUSTRATION over James and fear of his next court date kept Russ’s schedule unchanged for days. He moved from the bed, to the shower to jack off, and then back to bed. By late afternoon on Thursday he finally left his room and sat on the couch, miserably channel surfing when suddenly he looked over his shoulder at the door with a questioning look.

 

“Hi, Russ,” James said when Russ swung the door open.

 

Russell’s shock showed on his face. He felt his cock jump to attention inside of his pajamas at the sight of him. His eyes fell slowly over James as he tried to find his voice. James’ sparkling brown eyes were smiling at him as they stood staring at each other.

 

“Can I come in, Russ?”

 

Russ blinked a few times before his voice came back to him. “Yes, yes, of course. Sorry, I didn’t mean to leave you”

James held his hand up. “Don’t worry about it.”

 

Closing the door behind him, Russ leaned against it and took a breath to calm his beating heart. James walked by him into the house and turned to face him. He looked incredible in the dark blue double-breasted suit. It fit his broad shoulders perfectly and accentuated his muscular torso and waistline invitingly.

 

“I know I should have called first, but I have been calling since Saturday and haven’t been getting a reply. I figured it might be best to just come straight over here after school and since I saw your car outside”

Russ cringed inwardly as James left his sentence unfinished. He knew it was James trying to contact him when the phone rang three or four times a day, but now he knew that James knew he was ducking him.

 

“I’m sorry, James. I was just””“

 

“It’s okay. I’m here now,” he said, cutting off his explanation as he leaned on the back of the couch. “But now that I am here, don’t you think it’s about time that we talked about whatever this thing is that’s stopping us from being together?”

 

Russ pushed himself off of the door to stand in front of him.

 

“It’s a very complicated situation, James.”

 

James grabbed his hand and pulled Russ to him. Russ’s body instantly reacted to James’ closeness. Erotic shivers danced along his skin as James ran his hand over the stubble on his face.

 

“I can see that something is going on with you, Russ. I want to help you, but I can’t unless you tell me what is going on.” Bringing his face closer, James brushed his lips over

 

Russ’s. “Let me help you, Rusty.”

 

Russ felt the tingle of their connection all over his body. Looking into James’ eyes, Russ saw so many things: trust”¦longing”¦ lust”¦ and love.

 

James still loves me. The realization hit him like a punch in the gut. After everything that had happened James still wanted to be with him? Could Rachel have been right? Can I really have James and Tyrell? Can I have a second chance at happiness that I gave up so long ago?

 

Russell’s breathing quickened and his heart banged against his ribs as the questions and possibilities ran through his mind. James’ sensual lips were right in front of him, so soft, so sexy, and so inviting. Leaning closer, he hovered just in front of James’ face, slowly rocking back and forth.

 

“Why, Rusty? Why do you hesitate? Let me help you,” he said in an urgent whisper. “I can see that you’ve been hurt. Let me ease your suffering and take the pain away,” he added, pulling his body between his legs.

 

“James, I “

 

Russ’s voice cracked with emotion and ended his sentence. James’ fingers sliding across his face to the back of his neck was wreaking havoc on his senses. As he closed the gap between them Russ could hold back no longer. Moaning his desire into James’ mouth, Russ threw his arms around his neck and pressed his body to his. James gripped his waist in a crushing one-arm embrace and squeezed his ass with his other hand. The thin material of Russ’s pajama pants was no barrier for James’ powerful erection as he grinded it against Russ’s own. With his head spinning and no control over his weakened knees, Russ fell forward into his embrace. He gasped when James pulled his lips away from his and buried his face in his neck. Each one of James’ kisses burned his lips and seared his soul as he pressed them against his lips and neck.

 

“Rusty, I want you so bad,” he panted between kisses.

 

His voice was raspy with his lust and need. It sent shivers down Russ’s spine. “Rusty”¦ baby, please,” James hissed against his throat.

 

Russ nodded vigorously and was pulling James down the hall with renewed vigor in his legs before he realized he had even moved. Pushing James into his room, he locked the door behind them. James turned to face him and smiled.

 

“I’ve seen those blue flames in your eyes before, Rusty. Tell me what you want me to do?” he asked huskily.

 

“As good as you look in that suit, I want you to take it off,” he commanded, breathing hard. James gave him a slight nod and started to quickly unbutton his jacket, but Russ held his hand up to stop him. “Wait. Go slow.”

 

James nodded and slowed down his motions. Tossing his jacket to the chair near Tyrell’s playpen, he started loosening his tie. The buttons of the crisp white shirt came next and Russ felt his breath catch as it fell away from his body. He ran his tongue across lips that suddenly went dry and swallowed loudly as more and more of James’ clothes fell away.

 

Finally his boxers fell to the floor and James stood before him as God made him. Russ’s cock jumped as he looked upon James’ physical perfection. His chest was amazing. Each pec was defined and muscular with perfectly formed dark erect nipples and a light dusting of tight black curls. The muscular structure continued down his torso to firm abs and slim hips. The fire in Russ’s eyes burned even hotter as he lowered them and they fell on James’ magnificent cock nestled in a bed of coarse black hair. It was long and thick and just a shade darker than the rest of his caramel-brown body as it pointed just off to the left, excited to be on display.

 

Damn!

 

“Are you going to join me?” James asked.

 

James’ question pulled Russ from his daze. For his answer he snatched off his pajamas and kicked them across the room. He moved quickly across the room and into James’ arms, pushing him to the bed.