Wednesday Work in Progress…
Okay, so this snippet is from Close the Distance, which is Book 2 of the Rags to Riches series. This book starts the day after Remove the Empty Spaces ends. Now RtES is available for pre-order right now and will be available for early download on Friday and general release on the 31st. As soon as I get the information on Close the Distance, I’ll let you all know when it’ll be available. Of course, I need to finish it first which I plan on doing today and tomorrow. 🙂
Here you go:
Close the Distance copyright 2014 T.A. Chase
Excerpt: (NSFW)
“Do we have everything?”
Ion turned to look at Adrien as he wandered through their suite of rooms. “I think so, but if we don’t, it’s not like your mom can send them back to the city for us.”
Adrien frowned. “You’re right. I just feel like I’m forgetting something.”
Reaching out, Ion snagged Adrien then pulled him close, encircling his waist. He tugged on the blue silk tie his lover wore. “I told you not to get dressed up to meet my parents.”
“What do you mean?” Adrien glanced down at his white linen dress shirt, silk tie, and tailored black pants. “This isn’t dressed up.”
For him, no it wasn’t dressed up. Not when the man wore thousand dollar suits to the office every day. For Ion’s family, a tie like that was for church, weddings and funerals. He trailed his fingers through the curls at the nape of Adrien’s neck before taking the tie in hand to remove it.
“Trust me. You don’t need a tie for dinner.” He tossed it onto the bed then pressed open-mouthed kisses along Adrien’s jaw. “I’d suggest you change your whole outfit, but I don’t think you’d feel comfortable in anything else.”
“I do have jeans and T-shirts, Ion,” Adrien commented as he tipped his head, giving Ion more access to his neck. “I thought I’d try to make a good impression on them during our first meeting.”
Ion hummed, not interested in talking about his parents any more. He brought their lips together while he started to unbutton Adrien’s shirt. Once he got it off, Ion let it drop to the floor then bent to lick one of the copper flat nipples lightly covered with hair.
Adrien cradled the back of his head, keeping him close. “We don’t have time for this. Not if we want to get to your parents’ before dinner.”
“I’m not worried about that. We can go next Sunday or the week after that,” he murmured, easing from one nipple to the other, sucking on it and using a little teeth. Ion worried at the nub of flesh and drew a moan from Adrien.
He encouraged Adrien to ease back, and step by step, he moved them to the edge of the bed then he shoved. Laughing, he watched as Adrien tilted until he fell on the mattress.
“What the hell?” Adrien braced his hands on the comforter as he stared up at Ion.
“I’m feeling a little hungry,” Ion muttered before dropping to his knees. He unbuckled Adrien’s belt, fumbled with his zipper to get those crazy expensive slacks open.
He tugged the fabric down while Adrien lifted his hips and his cock sprang out, hard and curved over his abs. Licking his lips, Ion studied the well-formed erection in front of him. Thicker and a little longer than his. The head was fleshy and purple and was a little shiny from the pre-cum leaking from it already.
It rose from a trimmed nest of dark curls and his balls hung heavy beneath it. Ion reached out to take them in hand. He fondled then rolled them in his fingers. Leaning in, he sucked one than the other. There was a salty taste to his skin along with the lingering scent of the soap they’d used earlier in the shower.
He pressed his tongue against the lightly furred sac before letting it slip from his mouth. Adrien gripped his head then directed his mouth to the tip of his shaft. Ion willingly opened, taking him without hesitation. He loved how he felt lying on his tongue.
When Adrien hit the back of his throat, Ion swallowed, massaging his length. His lover moaned and he smiled around the dick in his mouth. He loved knowing he draw those sounds out and make Adrien lose control. After slipping his finger in beside Adrien’s cock, he got it wet then rubbed it over Adrien’s hole.
“Your mouth,” Adrien murmured. “I love the way it feels. Almost as good as your ass.”
Ion pushed just the tip of his finger inside and Adrien moaned. Arching, Adrien thrust into his mouth then impaled himself. It was what he wanted, his lover taking what he needed.
They had done away with condoms for blow jobs over the weekend, and when they got back to the city, they were going to get tested. Once their negative results came back, he would finally get to feel what fucking bareback was like. Well he’d get a chance to remember what it felt like. His first couple of times having sex had been non-condom times, and he’d been lucky not to catch anything.
One of his close friends had got HIV, and it shook Ion to his core. That was when he promised himself that he was never going to believe he was invincible again. He always carried condoms in his wallet.
But now loving Adrien meant he could get rid of them and experience the amazing sensation of Adrien spilling inside him. A little tug on his hair brought his mind back to what he was doing and not on what was going to happen in the future. Ion went back to bobbing up and down, applying as much pressure as he could to draw another groan from Adrien.
Two fingers inside Adrien and Ion twisted them to nail his gland. He gagged slightly when Adrian shoved his cock a little deeper than was comfortable for Ion. But he didn’t back off, working Adrien as best he could until he got a tap on the cheek, letting him know Adrien was close.
He upped the pressure and movement until Adrien tensed under him, and his mouth was flooded with salty bitterness. Drinking it down, Ion tried to get all of it but some trickled from the corner of his lips.
When Adrien began to soften, Ion licked him clean then let him slide out. Adrien pulled him up before encouraging him to lean forward. Adrien lapped at the cum on Ion’s chin while working Ion’s jeans open.
“Oh fuck me,” Ion whispered as the smooth skin of Adrien’s hand surrounded his heated flesh.
He was primed, so it only took three hard tugs and he climaxed, coating Adrien’s hand and his own pants. Working his cock, Adrien didn’t let up until Ion was so sensitive, he had to get away from his lover. After rolling to one side, Ion stared up at the ceiling while he tried to get his breathing under control.
