Rick Tansorum: His Forbidden Desires

Romance, Erotica
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Author: Jasmine Cooper ISBN: 9781476382548
Publisher: Jasmine Cooper Publication: April 26, 2012
Imprint: Smashwords Language: English
Author: Jasmine Cooper
ISBN: 9781476382548
Publisher: Jasmine Cooper
Publication: April 26, 2012
Imprint: Smashwords
Language: English

"Close the door," he said and shrugged out of his jacket, then began to unbutton his cuffs.

Joel did so, but instead of leaving the room first, he shut himself in, then walked by Rick to pick up the papers he'd set on the desk. "Is there anything else you need, sir?"

"No," Rick said, resolutely not looking at Joel's elegant fingers as he unbuttoned his shirt. Instead, he stared fixedly off to the side. This was normal, he told himself when he felt the nervousness creep up in his chest. Men changed in the same room as each other all the time, and no one would think it strange that he do so now.

And - what if Joel was looking at him? The thought sent a very carefully suppressed thrill down his spine when he took his shirt off. What if he was sneaking glances right now, looking at Rick's bare chest? Or at his nipples, which were hard and sensitive in the cool air?

He thought decidedly unsexy things when he unbuttoned his belt, forcing himself not to react to the nearness of Joel's presence. He kicked his shoes off and dropped his pants. When he stepped out of them, he risked a glance at Joel and was surprised to see him looking quickly away, cheeks tinted pink.

It was probably the cold, he decided. He forced himself to take slow, even breaths as he stepped into the pants for his new suit, then reached for the shirt.

Joel cleared his throat. Their hands bumped into each other when he did the same thing. "Here," he said. "I can help. To make sure it doesn't get any wrinkles when you put it on."

Rick's mouth felt dry. He swallowed. "Yes, all right," he said and turned around.

Joel put a warm hand on Rick's shoulder as he helped him into one sleeve and Rick was struck with the sudden memory of spreading his legs the night before, of sliding his slick fingers into his ass and wishing it were someone else's dick.

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"Close the door," he said and shrugged out of his jacket, then began to unbutton his cuffs.

Joel did so, but instead of leaving the room first, he shut himself in, then walked by Rick to pick up the papers he'd set on the desk. "Is there anything else you need, sir?"

"No," Rick said, resolutely not looking at Joel's elegant fingers as he unbuttoned his shirt. Instead, he stared fixedly off to the side. This was normal, he told himself when he felt the nervousness creep up in his chest. Men changed in the same room as each other all the time, and no one would think it strange that he do so now.

And - what if Joel was looking at him? The thought sent a very carefully suppressed thrill down his spine when he took his shirt off. What if he was sneaking glances right now, looking at Rick's bare chest? Or at his nipples, which were hard and sensitive in the cool air?

He thought decidedly unsexy things when he unbuttoned his belt, forcing himself not to react to the nearness of Joel's presence. He kicked his shoes off and dropped his pants. When he stepped out of them, he risked a glance at Joel and was surprised to see him looking quickly away, cheeks tinted pink.

It was probably the cold, he decided. He forced himself to take slow, even breaths as he stepped into the pants for his new suit, then reached for the shirt.

Joel cleared his throat. Their hands bumped into each other when he did the same thing. "Here," he said. "I can help. To make sure it doesn't get any wrinkles when you put it on."

Rick's mouth felt dry. He swallowed. "Yes, all right," he said and turned around.

Joel put a warm hand on Rick's shoulder as he helped him into one sleeve and Rick was struck with the sudden memory of spreading his legs the night before, of sliding his slick fingers into his ass and wishing it were someone else's dick.

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