[Siren Everlasting Classic ManLove: Erotic Alternative Romance, M/M, HEA]
Paul Rayburn made moves away from home to start a new life with his boyfriend, Tyler, positive that the path he has chosen is the one right for him.
Josh Hendricks is living the charmed life. As a cop in a small town with little crime it is exactly what he needs.
When Josh’s job throws him into Paul’s troubled world, the two find an instant connection that neither of them can explain. Unable to turn Paul away while he’s in need, Josh opens his home to the stranger who threatens to steal his heart. Just when Josh doesn’t think his life can get any more complicated, a serial killer rips through their town leaving a trail of bodies and unveiling a thirty-year secret.
Will Josh and Paul be able to build on what they’ve started? Or will the killer finish them both?
A Siren Erotic Romance
Taylor Brooks is a Siren-exclusive author.
“Here it is. Home sweet home. It’s not much, but it’s a place to lay my head at night,” Josh told him, motioning to the living room they’d just walked into.
Paul took in his surroundings, wondering if it was big enough to have two bedrooms. It seemed a silly question to have to ask, but looking at it now, it was no bigger than the small bungalows which lined Everest Avenue in his hometown. The guy was giving him a place to stay. If need be, he’d just sleep on the couch. It looked comfortable enough.
“It’s nice,” Paul said. Ignoring his urge to ask about the proposed sleeping arrangements, he added, “Do you live here all by yourself?”
Josh nodded “Yeah, I bought it a little over a year ago. I normally wouldn’t have been able to afford a house on my own, not with the salary I make in this town, but I got a heck of a deal from the widow of a retired police officer. She was moving to be closer to her grandkids and just wanted to get rid of it quickly. Plus, she said that I reminded her of her late husband, George. Apparently he was in law enforcement for twenty-four years before he retired and they moved here. I kind of got the feeling since I was a cop like her husband that she was kind of sweet on me. But hey, I wasn’t going to complain. I got one hell of a bargain and a slice of the best homemade apple pie I’ve ever eaten in my life.”
Paul couldn’t help but grin. It was the first time he had seen Josh with anything other than a serious expression on his face. A little smile quirked up the corners of Josh’s mouth, and Paul was noticing what a nice smile it was. It was too bad he didn’t use it more often.
Josh was handsome in a naturally rugged way. He wasn’t like some men who kept their skin moisturized or went to extra lengths to make sure they looked their best at all times. No, Josh Hendricks was quite the opposite from what Paul could tell. His dark hair was unkempt in an almost messy fashion. His cheeks and face held slight stubble, but Paul couldn’t tell if it was from days of not shaving or if Josh was the kind of man who grew a five o’clock shadow by ten in the morning.
It suddenly occurred to him that he hadn’t spoken in a few moments, and silence loomed between them as Josh stared at him. “Well, I think your place is really cute.”
“Oh no, cute? I can’t speak for all men, or even yourself for that matter, but I can tell you that I’m not a fan of anything even remotely relating to being ‘cute.’ Maybe cool, or righteous, even an awesome might be better, but cute?” Josh shook his head. “Not so much.”
Going with the flow of Josh’s lighter teasing mood, Paul replied, “Actually, if I knew anything about men I don’t think I’d be in this situation. I think it’s pretty obvious I don’t read people very well.”
Paul smirked at him, hoping Josh caught his sarcasm. Damn but he wished he hadn’t been raked over the coals by his ex-boyfriend who would forever go down in history as the asshole who would out-asshole all other assholes.
“Well, I don’t know about that. Sounds like he was a real piece of work. Come on. Let me show you to your room. It’s not big, but it has a bed and a dresser.”
Paul perked up at the thought of sleeping in a bed after spending the night before on the floor. ”So you do have a second bedroom?”
Josh turned to face him, “Didn’t I mention I had a guest room? I was sure that I had.”
“Well maybe you did. I don’t remember. You’ll have to forgive me. I’ve had a few shocks this past twelve hours or so, so I’m not exactly playing with a full deck right now.”
Nodding and leading him the rest of the way down the hall, Josh motioned toward an open doorway. “Here we go.”
Paul took a peek into the room and tried his best to hold back his immediate reaction to its decor, but after only a few seconds his attempts failed him as he burst out laughing.
“I’m sorry,” Paul apologized, trying desperately to bite back his free-flowing laughter. “It’s great. Really, it is. It’s just not quite what…well, it’s not exactly what I might have expected to find in a cop’s home. But, hey...I’ve never been famous for my interior decorating. If you’re into canopy beds with pink satin and lace, then who am I to judge, right?”
Josh gave his a look of slight amusement. “Ha ha. Very funny. Make fun if you must. It was my sister’s bedroom set from when we were growing up. I didn’t exactly have the budget to purchase guest room furniture, so I brought it from my mom’s house. Besides, little sis visits every so often, so it just makes sense.”
“Okay, if you say so, but really, I won’t judge you.”
“You want a place to stay or not?”
Paul was only teasing, and it was obvious that Josh was playing right along with him, but the initial image did place quite but the picture into the type of man that Josh may be. It was a complete contradiction of what one might expect from a cop.
To his left, in the corner of his peripheral vision something had grabbed his eye and attention. Then at the very same moment he heard Paul’s voice. Josh turned to face the open door of the bathroom and was not prepared for what he saw.
Oh sweet Jesus!
Josh stared at the vision before him, entranced by the sight of his new houseguest self pleasuring himself in his bathtub, while calling out his name.
“Mmm…Josh…oh…yes. Just like that. Touch me…all over.”
Whatever he did, whatever good deed he had done, whatever task he was being rewarded for, he was damn thankful for. He looked at Paul, watching his body as it arched into one of his hands, while his other one worked up and down beneath the surface of the water.
He looked so damn sexy. Josh couldn’t figure out what had drawn him to Paul, but subconsciously he must have known that there was more to Paul than met the eye. He no longer looked like the frumpy boy who had slept in his clothes. He now looked like a god of sex. Not able to hold his silence anymore, he let an appreciative groan slip past his lips when Paul mentioned his name once more.
Paul’s eyes flew open in shock. He looked over at the doorway and stared at Josh with horror in his eyes. He remained still, almost frozen for a moment before he finally tried to cover himself.
Josh was still stunned by what he’d walked in on. He knew he was attracted to Paul, but hadn’t actually considered the possibility he stood a chance in hell. Now he realized just how wrong he was. In that small moment of time all of his manners and gentlemanly ways went out the window.
With the drive of a wild animal on the prowl, Josh came toward Paul and knelt beside the tub and uttered an emphatic, “Uh uh.”
Paul continued to stare at him, and with his eyes wide and a reddened face, he began to stutter a response. “Josh…I—”
“No. Not like that.” Josh shook his head. “Don’t say my name like that.”
Josh reached his hand across Paul’s and wrapped his trembling fingers back around his cock. “Say it like you were a minute ago. Say it like you want me.”
“I…I can’t.” Paul quickly pulled his hand away and looked down.
“Yes you can. I heard you. I saw you,” Josh persisted. His usually polite demeanor was overrun with feelings of power and possession.
“I’ve never.” Paul’s lips quivered and voice shook with every word. “I’m sorry…this is so embarrassing.”
“Shh.” Josh tried to calm him. “Here…like this.” Josh closed his fingers around Paul’s dick and worked his fist up and down. He bit back a curse when he felt the thick cock that lay heavy in his palm. “Don’t stop touching yourself.”
Josh’s actions were no longer under his control. He continued to work his hands up and down as the water lapped against his arm. The hot liquid washed across his skin, increasing the temperature in his own body to scorching levels.
He watched in fascination as Paul relaxed under his touch. His face changed. No longer was the telltale sign of embarrassment covering his expression. Now he could sense Paul’s desire building back up.
Gently, Josh stroked Paul’s cock as he felt his own begin to twitch and react to the wonderful fantasy he’d come home to. Paul may have started the tease, but Josh had no problem meeting him with a taunt. He knew what he wanted, and now he knew he wouldn’t be able to stop until he got exactly that.
Paul gasped and continued to squirm underneath Josh’s touch. Josh leaned further over the tub, eager for more and to see what more noises he could create in Paul with just his touch. He reached below the water and ignored his uniform getting wet. His focus was on one thing and one thing only…Paul.
Just beneath the base of Paul’s cock Josh slipped his finger inside the seam of Paul’s ass. The soft cheeks spread for him with the smallest effort until he found the hole which he’d been after. Josh then slid his finger inside, delving into the tight entrance which pulsated around his intrusion.
Paul arched his body up and sighed with Josh’s invasion. He opened his eyes and looked into Josh’s. There seemed to be a silent understanding between the two men who had barely just met. Paul was welcoming him, accepting what was about to happen, and from what Josh could tell, he was sure enjoying it.
“I’ve been dreaming about having you all afternoon,” Josh confessed, although he wasn’t sure why he did.
Paul then muttered something, but it was didn’t register with Josh. With Paul’s cock in one hand and fingering his ass with the other, he was lost in a tornado of lust that was out of his control.
“What are you…doing?” Paul whispered through gasping breaths.
Josh watched, completely mesmerized as Paul bent his body and arched with every thrust of his finger. Josh’s cock was already rock hard and ready to fuck. He needed Paul, and he couldn’t stand another moment not knowing what it was like to take him.
“You’re driving me crazy.” Josh bit his lower lip and slipped his finger farther into Paul’s ass. “You like my finger in your ass? Hmm? Does that feel good?”
“Josh…yes, but I….”
He was utterly fascinated by this man. From the disheveled state he’d found Paul in that morning to the seductive way he moved as Josh finger-fucked his ass. it was all too damn sexy for him to be expected to resist.
Josh was able to witness Paul’s arousal as it lit up in his face. His cheeks flushed as his lips parted and his eyes glazed over. He was getting close to the edge.