Wild, Wicked, And Haunted In Hollywood

...Nick grabbed hold of Paul’s hand, and Paul pulled him to his feet. Their cocks touched in the space between them before any other parts of their bodies did. A blast of pleasure hit Paul like a ton of bricks. He stepped back and gave Nick’s great-looking body a raking glaze. Damn! Incredible.

Paul took Nick into his arms. The feel of their bodies against each other sucked away his breath. Paul’s gaze settled on the full lips so near his own. Cupping Nick’s stubbled chin with his hand, Paul drew him closer. The clean, manly scent of Nick made him want to rush.

The tension built.

Paul inhaled sharply, parting his lips. He pressed his mouth to Nick’s warm fullness. The intimacy, the rich texture, and the drugging of Nick’s hot breath all grabbed Paul by the balls and twisted. Hunger for everything at his fingertips took control and Paul deepened the touch to explore the inner recesses of Nick’s mouth. While their tongues began a slow waltz, their cocks humped in a heated frenzy.

The dark aura from earlier came back to envelope them. Paul broke the kiss. “Do you feel this?”

Nick blinked open his liquid lavender eyes with a quizzical expression on his handsome face. “Are you crazy? How could I not?”

Paul reached down to take Nick’s cock into his hand. The touch sent him reeling. How long had it been since he’d experienced this? “I’m not talking about this.” He gave the velvet shaft a caress, hating to release his grip. “I’m talking about the aura. We aren’t alone here.”

Nick seared a path over Paul’s shoulder with kisses. He moved up Paul’s neck to nibble at his earlobe. Aura be damned! Paul turned his head to capture Nick’s lips again. This time, when their mouths collided, any reserve shattered like a crystal glass thrown from the top of a skyscraper.

Nick pulled away to take hold of Paul’s hand. His eyes darkened as they smoldered with passion. He nodded toward the door and started walking. Paul followed, anxious to taste all Nick offered. Because of his earlier exploration, he knew the direction Nick took him. When they entered the spacious bedroom, Paul took Nick into his arms to kiss him again. No way would he allow this unique and delightful man to have second thoughts.

No way!

Once Paul made up his mind, he never questioned his decisions. In his line of work, indecisiveness meant sure death. The day of reckoning couldn’t be postponed forever, so it was about time he really lived.

Nick feathered his hand over Paul’s abdomen and he tensed his muscles when it tickled. “I love the scars. I’ve never been with anyone so rugged.”

Paul’s heart swelled with pride and emotion he’d never thought to experience again. His ego had taken a beating over the past year. This had to be about the paranormal effects still lingering from earlier. His heart was made of stone…didn’t everyone think so?

Nick’s wonderful musky smell made Paul press closer, but Nick moved away. “I’ll get us some condoms. They’re more than a year old. Do you suppose they’ve expired?”

“I’m about to expire if I don’t feel you inside me.” Paul could go either way, but he’d choose bottom over top.

Nick smiled like he’d won the lottery. “I never would’ve believed it. You’re so virile.”

Paul smiled inside and out. “And twisted.” He watched while Nick sheathed himself before he reached back into the drawer where he found the condom.

A shadow passed over his hand, making Paul search for the source.

::Keep your fucking hands off Nicky! You slut!::...