Spurs & Spankings by Anitra Lynn McLeod

Author:Anitra Lynn McLeod
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: erotic gay cowboy romance, gay cowboy romance, gay alpha male, gay western romance, gay spanking, gay contemporary romance, gay second-chance romance
Publisher: Anitra Lynn McLeod
Published: 2018-12-05T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Six

Miquel’s work with Caroline took up most of his daytime hours, but he had his nights free and spent them with Bo. Usually he had dinner waiting, but tonight they would cook together.

“I don’t know anything about working in a kitchen.” Miquel glanced around the countertops while giving his bottom lip a good going over.

“That means I get to boss you.”

That comment pulled Miquel’s attention to him and put a smile on his face. “You kinky freak.”

“You don’t even know the depths of my perversions.” Bo slapped the spatula against his hand.

“What are you going to do with that?” Miquel sounded far more intrigued than worried.

“Spank your naughty ass.” Bo chased him around the room, playfully swatting at his butt. “You know, you’re really not trying that hard to get away.”

“Oh. Right. I forgot.” Miquel grabbed onto the nearest counter and lifted his ass.

“Now who’s the kinky freak?” Bo slapped his buttocks with the spatula hard enough to make Miquel gasp and then sigh, two of his favorite sounds in the universe.

“I am.”

“And don’t you sound proud of yourself?” Bo gave him a few more whacks and then put the spatula away. “Okay. Enough of that. Now we get down to work.”

“Wait. Don’t we need that for whatever we’re making?”

“Nope.” Bo grinned and waggled his brows. “I just wanted your complete attention.”

“You bastard.”

“Now don’t make me pull the spatula back out.”

The expression on Miquel’s face said he was thinking of doing exactly that.

“Food first then fornicating fun.”

“What about the idea that life is short and we should eat dessert first?”

“Man does not live by cock alone.” Bo lifted his finger. “Or spankings.”

“Right.”

Bo pulled out ingredients and together they made baked lemon chicken with rice.

“And it’s good!” Miquel couldn’t have sounded any more astonished than he did.

“I told you we could do it.”

“I’m going to have to start believing you.”

“Yes, you are.” Bo hoped that confidence would spill over to other aspects of their relationship but he wouldn’t push. Slow but steady would win this race, but he only had three more days to win Miquel over. Intellectually he knew the end of the week didn’t mean Miquel would vanish in a puff of smoke but it felt that way. Bo wanted to give him a reason to stick around. Starting with a foundation of trust would help them build a solid relationship.

“So what’s for dessert?”

Bo had been waiting for just such a lead in.

“Please tell me it involves that spatula.”

“Even better.” Bo left the table and got the cherry syrup from the back of the cabinet. He presented the unlabeled bottle to Miquel.

“What’s this?”

“Cherry syrup from the diner.”

Miquel grinned, tucking the tip of his tongue to the corner of his mouth.

“You can put it anywhere you’d like.”

Miquel’s gaze started at Bo’s feet and worked upward, lingering on the bulge in his jeans. “Anywhere?”

“Anywhere.”

Miquel rose to his feet and continued eyeing Bo up and down as if debating the pros and cons of syrup placement. When he opened the container, Bo was ready for anything except Miquel smearing the dark red treat over his own lips.

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