Book 8 in The Positions of Love
Vic and Matt have really gotten a lot of use out of that book so far. But they haven't tried some of the more aerobic positions, including Matt's favorite -- Pillar and the Ivy.
While they're physically fit enough to try it, Matt has second thoughts about his own ability to support Vic's weight as they make love standing up. He's not the one with super strength, after all.
But Vic thinks maybe they could pull it off ... in the gym's swimming pool. The only problem? They're beginning to learn that position alone doesn't dictate which power Vic receives. Their environment during sex has something to do with it, as well.
And sex in the pool brings on a pretty fishy superpower.
Fallen Angel Reviews: 4 out of 5.
"It never fails to amaze me when Vic manifests each new power. They are always unexpected, some scary and others just inflame Matt and Vic’s passion."
"Matt is very sweet in response. Matt and Vic are loving, funny, and kinky. The sex is sizzling and they are always entertaining. What happens to Vic in Pillar and the Ivy is a little weird, and a lot of fun!"
Reader Review by Elisa Rolle.
"Vic is a down to heart guy, he is simple and open, he has not hidden side; Matt is a bit of a player, he likes to play and experiment and Vic is the perfect playmate, always eager to comply Matt's desires."
Two Lips Reviews: 4½ out of 5, with a "heat level" of 1½ out of 3.
"Their new adventure works as planned but creates a new superpower that has unexpected results and perks ... Luckily for both Vic and Matt, the effects of Vic’s superpowers never last too long."
Matt would call in an hour, make sure Vic was up for work, but if he didn't make it to the gym, no big deal. It wasn't like Matt needed a morning fuck ...
But it'd be nice.
Pushing that thought aside, he stacked together the small pile of bills for which he'd written checks and headed for the gym's reception area. At the front desk, Roxie sat in front of her computer -- typing something personal, Matt guessed, from the way she hit the ALT and TAB keys to change to a new window quickly. "There you are," she said, turning her chair around to face him.
He flashed her a grin that didn't quite reach his eyes. "Hey yourself. Any calls for me?"
With fingers tipped in black nail polish, Roxie twirled a blond strand that had somehow escaped the ponytail she wore ... and the fire-engine red that dyed the rest of her hair. Behind her cat's eye glasses, she gave him a baleful look. "What, you think I wouldn't pass them back?"
Which meant Vic hadn't called. Matt reached past her to deposit the bills he held in the mail's outgoing box on the top shelf of her desk and tried not to let himself feel too disappointed. Vic wasn't exactly Einstein in the morning. Chances were he forgot all about Matt's request to join him at the pool, despite the fact that it had been his own idea in the first place.
Before he could step away, Roxie nudged him in the ribs with one bony elbow. "What's up with you?"
"Nothing," Matt replied. At the way she squinted at him, he asked, "What? I said nothing."
"You look like your best friend just died." Cracking her gum, Roxie fixed him with a steady gaze and asked bluntly, "Are things okay with you and Vic?"
Matt laughed. "Yeah. They're fine, Roxie. We're great. Vic is ..."
He trailed off as he felt his lover's presence yawn into his mind. ::Bet you thought I wasn't coming.::
His lover's thoughts lifted his mood, and Matt laughed -- Vic had just pulled up into the gym's parking lot. When he realized Roxie was frowning at him as if he'd gone mad, Matt gave her a goofy grin that threatened to split his face in two. "He's awesome," he said simply. "Jesus, Roxie, you just don't know. He's fucking amazing."
"Maybe he's amazing fucking," she suggested, raising one eyebrow in a coy gesture.
Matt laughed again. "Oh yeah. That too."
"Okay," Roxie said, in a no-nonsense tone of voice, "what the hell's going on? You're like Mr. Bipolar all of a sudden." At Matt's confused look, she added, "A second ago you were moping all over the place and now you have this look in your eye that says, I'm gonna get laid. Which is it?"
Through the plate glass doors that led to the gym's parking lot, Matt saw Vic approach. His heart fluttered in his chest the way it did every time he saw that man. There was a grumpy look on Vic's face that Matt couldn't wait to smooth out, and damn, but he could fill out a pair of sweatpants. His crotch bulged in the baggy pants, enhancing his large cock. As he opened the first door and reached for the second, Matt assured Roxie, "I'm gonna get laid."