Wednesday Work in Progress…
All right. So I’m only about 4-5k away from finishing Reserved for Him. I’m sure it’ll be done today and submitted. Yay! Then I’ll be starting Home Sweet Home, and India. Oh, and my GRL story. 🙂 But hey, at least I can cross one more story off my list.
Today, I thought I’d share an excerpt from Reserved for Him. This is the only peek at it you get…lol…since it’ll be done today.
I hope you all have a great day, and enjoy the glimpse of Ion and Adrien.
Excerpt: Reserved for Him (copyright c. 2013 T.A. Chase)
He rubbed his sweaty palms on his pants, then checked his reflection in the mirror by the door one last time. Ion opened the door with a smile, but his jaw almost hit the floor when he saw Adrien standing in front of him.
Seeing the man in suits all day at the office had told Ion Adrien had a sense of style and loved tailored clothing. Obviously Adrien stepped it up a notch when it came to going out on a date. The dark blue silky dress shirt he wore clung to him like a second skin. Adrien’s black slacks emphasised his muscled thighs, and Ion couldn’t wait to see what it did to Adrien’s backside. The man oozed sex and charisma from every pore.
“I’m going to have to fight everyone off you with a stick,” Ion mumbled.
After Adrien strolled in, he swept Ion into his arms and kissed him. Ion forgot every worry and nervous thought he might have had as soon as Adrien’s lips touched his. He buried his fingers in Adrien’s hair, holding tight while Adrien overwhelmed him.
The only thought in Ion’s brain was how soon could he get Adrien into his bed, and was he hungry enough for food to leave his apartment. It wasn’t until his lungs burnt from lack of oxygen that he decided to take a step back.
Adrien didn’t let him break their embrace. He rested his forehead against Ion’s, and they slowed their breathing together.
“I want you, Ion. More than I’ve ever wanted another man before, and that’s saying something.”
A small jolt of jealousy hit Ion, but he knew it was stupid to feel that way. Adrien was a mature male with money and power. Of course, he was going to have a lot of lovers before Ion. A tiny voice in Ion’s head said that he wouldn’t be having any other lovers after Ion if Ion had any say in it.
“I want you as well, Adrien,” Ion admitted, not seeing the harm in confessing the obvious.
Adrien took a step back, leaving his hands at Ion’s hips. “But I want us to have dinner together, and get to know each other better before we jump into bed. I think we’re looking for the same thing here, and it isn’t a quick roll in the hay.”
Ion shook his head. “It might seem odd, because I’m not that old, but I’m tired of the club scene and hook-ups. Maybe it’s because I have big plans for myself, and it doesn’t seem like a lot of the guys I run into are interested in that.”
“Maybe you just needed an older man to see the possibilities with you.” Adrien dove in for a quick peck, then he gestured towards the door. “We should be going. Our reservations are for eight o’clock and we don’t want to be late.”
Ion grabbed his jacket, and all the rest of his things.
