[Siren Publishing: The Stormy Glenn ManLove Collection: Erotic Romance, Alternative, Contemporary, MM, HEA]
I'd wanted Sam Brodsky for ages, but because I didn't trust many people, I'd placed him firmly in the friend category when we first met and I was having a hard time pulling him out. I wanted him in the lover category. I just didn't know if he wanted the same thing.
Angelo Delvecchio was a great friend. He'd make an even better lover. I was positive of it. I just had to get him to realize how good we could be together. When he invited me to spend the weekend at his house on the beach, I knew this was my opportunity to prove it.
It seemed as if the fates had something else in mind. When we received an emergency call from a friend, we jump on Angelo's jet to fly home, only we didn't make it. Surviving a plane crash is the least of our worries. We need to survive the people hunting us while we try to figure out who they are and what they want, but at least I got a kiss out of it.
Stormy Glenn is a Siren-exclusive author.
I glanced at Sam's phone when it rang. I thought about not answering it, but my avid curiosity—and maybe a bit of jealousy—got the better of me.
It said private number.
"Who is this?" I asked after swiping my finger across the screen.
"Who is this?" came the terse reply.
I bristled with indignation. I couldn't remember the last time someone had talked to me like this. "This is Officer Sam Brodsky's phone and—"
"I know who's phone it is. That's who I was calling."
"Who is this?" I repeated.
"This is Lyn. Who is this?"
"Oh, Lyn." I blew out a relieved breath. "This is Angelo. Sam is in the shower. Can I take a message?"
"Do you think you could go get him? This is kind of an emergency."
"Yes, of course." I started walking toward the guest room. "Give me just a moment." I pressed the phone to my chest and rapped my knuckles on the bathroom door. "Hey, Sam? Lyn is on the phone. He says it's an emergency."
I caught a flash of naked skin and rounded ass as Sam turned off the shower, opened the stall door, and reached for a towel.
I was sad to see all that skin covered up.
I handed the phone over when Sam held out his hand.
"What'd Lany do now?" Sam asked. He was silent for a moment as if he was listening to Lyn talk and then he asked, "Lyn?" He chuckled. "Okay, just making sure." Sam put the phone on speaker then set it on the counter. He reached for an extra towel and began drying off.
I had no shame.
I leaned against the doorframe and watched.
"Sal and Lany are busy because Lany fell and hurt himself," Lyn said in a harried voice. "David is on his way to the airport to fly back from visiting his aunt. You're next on my list."
"I'm in Martha's Vineyard, Lyn."
"Martha's Vineyard?" Lyn sounded confused.
"What are you doing there?"
Sam grinned at me. "Angelo wanted to show his beach house."
I wanted to show him more than that. I just wasn't sure how to go about it. I had carefully cultivated my friendship with Sam Brodsky over the years, wanting to make sure he was a man I could trust.
I'd met a lot of boneheads in my time.
Unfortunately, my hesitation pushed us firmly into the friends category and I'd been trying for ages to move us into the boyfriend category. I thought this trip to my beach house might do it, but it looked like I might have hoped for too much.
"Did you all get the week off or something?" Lyn asked.
I was confused for a moment until I remembered that Officer Lyn Philips had resigned from the SWAT unit Sam served on. He'd gone to work for the FBI's cyber crimes division. Both were dangerous as hell. I'd rather run my corporation. At least there, if someone tried to stab you in the back, it was usually financial and not lethal.
"Sal gave us all a three day weekend so he could spend some time with Lany and the kids."
I waved my hand until I caught Sam's attention then quickly mouthed that I could fly him home in just a few hours if he needed to go. I understood Sam's dedication to his job and his friends. That was the world I wanted to belong to.
"Angelo says he can have his jet fly us back," Sam explained to Lyn, "but it'll still be a few hours. Can you hold out that long?"
Sam's eyes were pinched with worry when he shot me a look. "Have you called Clarke?"
"No, not yet. I still have a few people I can call."
Sam rolled his eyes. "You can call Clarke, you know. He was a little bent out of shape when you quit, but I'm sure he'd still help you if you're in trouble."
"I'll call him if I can't find anyone else."
"I'll have my pilot get the jet ready. We can fly out as soon as you're dressed," I whispered before pulling my cell phone out of my pocket and quickly typing out a message to my pilot. He was new so I didn't know how long it would take him to get things going.
"Okay, Lyn." Sam sighed. "Angelo says he'll fly us back tonight. We should be there in a few hours."
"Let me see if I can get a hold of Vinnie first. I don't want you to have to cut your trip short. I'll talk to you later, Sam."
Lyn hung up before either Sam or I could say anything more.
"What was that all about?"
Sam shook his head. "I don't know, but Lyn usually isn't the one in trouble. Lany is."
Oh, I'd heard about the things my brother-in-law did, and they made me shudder. My brother should get a freaking metal.
"How much time do you need to get ready to go?" I asked.
I guess it was a good thing we hadn't gotten unpacked yet.
"Ten minutes tops."
"Okay, I'm going to grab my bag and call for a driver." I glanced at my watch. "We should be to the airport in about thirty minutes."
"Hey, Ang, I appreciate you doing this. I know you wanted to spend the weekend here. I'm sorry we have to go back early."
I shrugged so he wouldn't know how much I wanted this, and how much I hated leaving. "We can come back another weekend."
"Yeah, but how many weekends do you get off from work and have a sitter for Cole?"
It had pretty much taken having all the planets aligned just to be here now.
Still, my thoughts went back to how much Sam cared about his friends. If I wanted in his life in a more permanent manner, I had to accept that about him. I even appreciated that about him.
Sam Brodsky was made loyal.
"I'm sure we can figure out another weekend."
I'd tell Sam Brodsky anything he liked as long as he kept smiling at me like I mattered.
I turned and walked out of the room before I could stay and beg.
I was close.
My breath caught when I felt Sam brush against me. I knew my mouth was hanging open like a guppy when I turned to look at him. I laughed nervously. "Hi."
Sam grinned. "Hi back."
"Come here often?"
I got the chuckle from Sam he'd been hoping for.
"If I'm lucky."
I could almost guarantee he'd be lucky.
"I don't suppose I could get another one of those kisses?" Sam asked. "I'm kind of addicted to them."
Considering we'd kissed once, and mere minutes ago, that was quite something to say. "You can have a kiss whenever you want. You never have to ask."
Sam's lips spread into a grin right before he leaned in and pressed them against mine. I didn't even have time to draw in a breath before he stole it.
Breathing was overrated anyway.
Sam's hands were gentle as he cupped my face. It was surprising considering how big and powerful the man was, but I liked it. It was almost as if he was doing everything he could to treat me with care even though I could feel the need in him.
The man was ravenous. There was a hunger so deep inside of him, it almost brought tears to my eyes. The one thing keeping me from giving in to that sorrow was the knowledge that I could give him what he seemed to need so much.
At least, I hoped I could.
"Take your clothes off, Sam," I whispered with hope that I wasn't making a fool of myself.
The way the man scrambled out of his clothes told me I wasn't.
My breath hitched as I tried to stay under the blankets as I shimmed out of my own clothes. It wasn't that I didn't want Sam to see me naked, but more that it was freezing ass cold outside.
When he scooted up against me, every thought I'd had been thinking fluttered away. His skin was so hot, and strangely silky soft. I wanted rub all over him.
My voice was low and husky with desire when I said, "Sam."
I was so close to begging.
A needy moan ripped from my throat when Sam slid down my body, placed his hands on my thighs, and took my dick into his mouth. He worked my aching cock like a master, licking and sucking until I thought I'd lose my mind
I felt flushed, hot, and needy. Fire raced through my body, melting me from the inside out. I didn't know what Sam would to do next and it drove me crazy. I just wished the man would hurry the hell up. I was about to go out of my ever-loving mind.
My body shook as need rushed through me like a tidal wave and crashed together in my cock when Sam suddenly deep-throated me. I growled as I felt the tip of my cock hit the back of Sam's throat.
"Oh, god." My legs began to shake. "Sam, that's…it."
I stiffened as Sam's mouth sank even further down on my cock. He swallowed it until I felt his nose brush against my short, curly hairs. Sam began to move his mouth faster along my hard length. My hips snapped forward, driving my cock down Sam's throat, then pulling back.
My balls drew up close to my body. I knew I was on the edge of an intense orgasm. I started slowly thrusting into Sam's mouth. I couldn't believe the hotness I felt as I fucked his mouth, the exquisite pleasure.
"Oh, Sam, gonna…" I cried out as a heavy pressure built in my balls. The first tremors began inside, moving along my cock, in tiny convulsive jerks. It moved up to the base of my cock then erupted out the top as I found my release. I shouted as I came, flooding Sam's mouth and throat. Sam sucked down every last drop.
"God, look at you," Sam said as he scooted up to captured my lips. "You're so damn sexy when you come."
I panted heavily, trying to grin, but unable to make my lips spread so wide when all I wanted to do was lick Sam from one end to the other. I grabbed Sam and pulled him up my body then rolled over, settling myself between his thighs.
I slanted my mouth over Sam's, trying my best to devour him I wasn't about to lose the chance to taste heaven. I slid my hands up his sides, and then wrapped them around Sam, pulling his body closer.
Sam opened his mouth, allowing me to do whatever the hell I wanted. I licked at Sam's lips, nibbled at them, drew Sam's tongue into my mouth, and sucked at it. Sam whimpered when I pulled back from him. I wanted to go on kissing Sam, but I had other plans for him.
"So beautiful," I whispered against Sam's heated skin, lavishing the area between Sam's collarbone and the underside of his jaw line. "So sexy."
I licked a line from Sam's chin down to his nipple. Sam's needy moan, the little shudder that shook his body, both actions enflamed me, driving me to distraction. "You have no idea how much I want you, Sam, how long I've waited for you."
I stroked my tongue around the taut nipple, moving in ever closer circles until I reached Sam's nipple. I latched onto Sam's nipple with my lips, worrying the sensitive bud with the lightest of bites. I lapped and bit, raising it to a peak. Sam squirmed, arching up. His moans grew louder, sweet music to my ears.
A slow stroke of my hand down the soft skin of Sam's side sent the man into a high pitched keening. The sound was so sweet, so needy that I almost came right then and there. My cock throbbed, pulsing against Sam's thigh.
I nipped my way down Sam's side. I leaned back down and bit Sam's hip, sucking up a mark on it. I kissed my way across his abdomen, raising a matching mark on it as well. I wanted to mark him all over so everyone knew he was mine.
I stroked my other hand down Sam's back, feeling each bone of his spine as I went, until I reached the soft curve leading to Sam's buttocks. The delicious little curve intrigued me enough to stroke my hand there for several moments as I continued to nibble on Sam's neck.
I started making small circles with my hand, growing bigger and bigger with each swipe until I grazed the top of the cleft between Sam's butt cheeks.
Sam whimpered and pressed himself against me. "Please."