- Book Title: A Pirate’s Life for Me: Captain & First Mate
- Author: Tricia Owens
- Publisher: SelfPub (January 23, 2012)
- Book Length: 226 pages
- Genre: Gay, Erotica
- Posting Date: April 16, 2015
“I’m not whoring myself out to you for a job,” he
ground out. “I’ll be the best damned pirate on your ship if you let me stay. I’ll make you proud of me, Adam. I’ll make you proud of your show. But I’m not selling my body to you like a hooker.”
Adam leaned back. “Are you sure you’re one hundred percent straight?”
The question threw Lucas for a loop. “Am I―of course I’m straight. I had a girlfriend for two years. I’ve dated girls since puberty.”
“Have you ever tried dating a guy though?” Lucas grew alarmed when Adam’s attention fell to his lips. “You ever kiss one?”
The dream rushed up. Lucas smashed it down. But other memories surfaced: of watching Adam more closely than he should have, of being unable to look away while he was kissing Tyler, of wondering what it would be like to be under Adam…
Lucas jammed his left cheek against the wall as Adam leaned forward again, seeking his mouth. “No. Stop it. I’m not kissing you.”
“Then I’ll kiss you,” Adam breathed against his cheek.
His lips were hot as they drifted over the surface of Lucas’ skin, barely tracing his cheekbones. Lucas pressed his palms to the wall, trying to melt into it and escape the mountain of muscle that was Adam.
But there was no escaping Adam’s lips sliding down his cheek. No amount of straining could move his throat out of reach of Adam’s hot tongue. The first wet swipe across his skin pulled a gasp of shock from Lucas’ lips. The second wet stripe lifted him onto his toes as he strained away.
He shut his eyes, trembling fiercely as Adam buried his face against his throat and breathed against the skin covering his pulse. Each exhalation caused Lucas’ dick to throb. His face broke out in a sweat. His nipples tightened, rubbing against the inside of his shirt. When Adam nuzzled higher, tenderly kissing the skin behind his ear, Lucas heard a sound that he was sure would haunt him for the rest of his life: his own moan.