Tougher to Love

Purple Sword Publications, LLC

Heat Rating: Scorching
Word Count: 47,611
4 Ratings (4.5)

The snow hasn’t even attempted to thaw when Ian’s life is turned upside down. His only sister is murdered, leaving him as the sole family to his 14 year-old niece. As an uncle, he’d been there for them, but he is clueless when it comes to actually seeing to Terra’s wellbeing. Muddling through, they become closer, healing together through the trauma, and slowly begin to feel like family.

Ian has a deep secret though. Not even Terra’s mother knew, and when Caleb is the officer to deliver a freezing and terrified niece to his door, that secret is in jeopardy of being blown sky-high.

Tougher to Love
4 Ratings (4.5)

Tougher to Love

Purple Sword Publications, LLC

Heat Rating: Scorching
Word Count: 47,611
4 Ratings (4.5)
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Ian palmed the scattered cards and Caleb stood to get the container for the beans. He placed the deck in the cabinet where he’d seen Caleb find it, however he wasn’t expecting to turn and find himself face to face with the other man.

He felt his heart leap to a new gear, his pulse surging against his neck. The counter cut into his lower spine as parts of him went weak with wanting.

“It’s been a long time, Caleb,” he managed, almost a croak. His throat had gone dry.

“Tell me if you remember how to do this.” Caleb’s breath was warm over Ian’s lips, his mouth coming closer.

Ian’s brain was screaming at him to move, that he couldn’t do this, but his body, and okay, his dick, were giving his sense of preservation the finger because the rest of him wanted this. Caleb knew his secret, and as he studied those patient blue eyes, Ian realized he trusted the man behind that penetrating stare.

Caleb’s rough fingers glided down Ian’s forearm, a light stroke and Ian’s breathing staggered in answer. Then there was nowhere to hide, no way to run because Caleb’s lips were touching his and in that instant, Ian’s brain shut up.

Warmth flooded his body. His heart pounded. And God, his cock throbbed. Ian moaned a low sound, craving, wanting, starving, and not realizing how badly until that moment in time. Caleb shifted, tilting closer and Ian’s eyelids dropped like weights, leaving him in sensory overload.

Gentle hands encircled his bare forearms, roaming upward until discovering palms stopped at the apex of his shoulders. Fingertips lightly scratched the sides of his throat. Ian’s hand found the denim of Caleb’s jeans waist and latched on, hanging on to not melt to the floor. The other was grasping the counter in a knuckled grip.

A strong tongue circled his lips and Ian met his curiosity, stroking out to find Caleb. Rumbles and purrs were his reward. If he’d forgotten how to kiss, Caleb was well versed to reinstruct him, to refresh his memory. Heat danced along Ian’s spine. Hunger gnawed at him, pooling low in his belly, sinking into his balls. Waves of desire were rolling over him.

Then Caleb went a little further, cupping Ian’s nape to play with his hair, threading his fingers through the strands reaching for Ian’s collar. Shivers cascaded down from the playful caresses.

Each heartbeat brought them closer and closer until Caleb covered him, snug against Ian’s frame with the counter behind him. Solid muscles and a rock hard cock pressed into him. Before Ian sank too deep in the lust-filled daze, he jerked Caleb’s hip tight into his groin, grinding in a hard, circular motion. Caleb groaned, a shudder echoing down his body right after.

Ian was moving before he even knew what he’d intended. Another tug, a twist and a spinning step and Caleb was the one captured against the counter. Their mouths tore apart, ragged panting filling the kitchen.

Blue eyes glittered like a summer sky. Generous lips were red and full, and just right for more kisses. Ian bet he’d have that same look after going down on him, and he could imagine it. Clearly.

He swept his tongue over his tingling lip then decided doing it to Caleb would be even better.

It was.

Shivers stole over Caleb’s shoulders as his eyes closed to savor.

“I think you remember just fine,” he said, graveled and low with need.

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