Grant's Mechanic [Blue Collar Lovers] (Siren Publishing Classic ManLove) by Nicole Dennis

Author:Nicole Dennis
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance
Published: 2013-03-27T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10

Morric let out a harsh breath and stared in shock at the other man. “What the hell?”

Grant drew his fingers over Morric’s abdomen, tracing the ridges of muscles of the defined six-pack before he traced the line of dark hair that arrowed down to the waistband. “This is so damn sexy, this line of soft hair.”

“Rich boy, you need to concentrate.”

“What? Oh.” Grant blinked and grinned at Morric. “Hell, do you know how hot that was to watch you with all those tools? I wanted to jump you in the middle of the repair. I was ready to shoot a load in my pants like some randy teenager.”

“Damn. You do have a strange fascination with a man with tools.” Morric wiggled under Grant’s touch when his fingers dipped inside his waistband. “Hey! Watch those fingers.”

Grant laughed. “Not until I saw you bent over a car, your fine behind pointed in my direction. I admired the ass before I saw those kick-in-the-balls Irish-blue eyes.”

“I knew I felt someone checking out my ass.”

“Hey, I can’t help it. I’m an ass man.”

“Now you seem to be a tool man.”

“Hot over a man with tools. There’s a difference, Irish. A big difference, especially when it all depends on the one with the tools. I don’t go for the low jeans, horrible hairy beer belly, and bad butt crack showing.” Grant shuddered. “The horrors. I’ll have to wash my eyeballs in bleach if I see another one of them.”

“Yeah, I know what you mean. Don’t recommend the bleach wash, though. Stings like a bitch.”

Grant leaned forward and licked along Morric’s collarbone. “Hmm. Man sweat. I like.”

“I’m sure it’s mixed in with some iron-flavored water from the pipes.”

“Nope, this is all you.” Grant moved his hips until their erections pressed together.

“What? You gonna do me here on the floor?”

“Surrounded by all your manly tools, I was thinking about it.”

“Damn uncomfortable on my ass. Linoleum is hard as hell on my back.”

“Don’t want that now, do we?”

“Not if you want me to keep up all night.”

Grant grinned as he rose over Morric and held out his hand. “Come on, tool man. Show me your tools in the bedroom.”

“You didn’t make that horrible crack at me.” Morric broke out in laughter.

“If it fits, yeah, I’m gonna. Though it’s a good thing you don’t have the horrible plumber’s crack. You have a fine ass.”

“You’re in so much trouble.” Morric rushed at Grant, who spun and took off running through the apartment. They both lost their jeans during the chase.

Morric chased him, the weight lifted off his shoulders as Grant made him feel younger and lighter with the teasing. He snagged the small bag left on sofa, since he knew it contained some important items, saw Grant discard his shirt nearby, and followed him.

At the bedroom door, he tossed the bag on the bed. Then he snagged a long arm around Grant’s waist and pinned him to the nearest wall. He pressed Grant’s hands and face to the wall and kicked his feet apart.

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