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  Suddenly Jay couldn’t get close enough or get his tongue deep enough into Erico’s mouth. His hands grabbed at the shirt keeping him from Erico’s skin. “Off. Off.”

  Erico ripped his shirt open. The buttons pinged like hail against the stainless steel surfaces of the industrial kitchen. Jay ran his fingers down Erico’s lightly furred chest as he once again devoured the man’s mouth.

  Jay was completely out of his head with long-restrained lust. He wanted to be naked, he wanted to be fucked and, more than anything, he wanted to be desired. Strong arms lifted him off the floor and set him on the prep table.

  Jay spread his legs and allowed himself to be pushed back onto the cold metal surface. He knew he was being laid out like a succulent feast by the chef and blissfully welcomed Erico’s lips and tongue on his skin.

  “So fucking sexy,” Erico growled as he licked Jay’s nipple through the shirt.

  Jay looked down and groaned as Erico switched to the other pebbled nub, leaving the first clearly visible through the now transparent fabric. He reached up and ran his fingers through Erico’s slightly curly dark brown hair.

  Erico glanced up and met Jay’s gaze. Jay could tell Erico was as riddled with lust as he was, but there was something more in the man’s eyes. It was almost if he was worried he was going too fast. He knew Mario had spoken to Erico and began to wonder exactly what his friend had told the chef.

  “I won’t break,” he whispered, running his fingers down the side of Erico’s cheek.

  “I won’t hurt you,” Erico whispered back, capturing Jay’s fingers in his mouth, giving each one a kiss before releasing them.

  Jay sucked in a deep breath as Erico’s hand went to the front of his jeans. Instead of immediately unfastening Jay’s pants, Erico bent and rubbed his lips over the skin just above the waistband.

  “So sexy,” Erico moaned again, popping the top button of Jay’s jeans. He took his time, lavishing each inch of uncovered skin with kisses and licks.

  Jay’s cock was so hard it was becoming more and more painful contained within the denim. “Please,” he begged.

  Erico continued to take his time, but did reach inside and manoeuvre Jay’s cock out of its trapped position and into the cool air of the kitchen. “Better?”

  Jay sighed. “You have no idea.”

  With a soft chuckle, Erico captured the head of Jay’s cock in his mouth.

  “Oh, fuck!” Jay reached down and pushed his jeans as far out of the way as they would go. There was something about a warm mouth wrapped around his cock that had always driven Jay crazy. Either Erico was better than anyone who’d ever sucked him or it had been too damn long.

  Jay kicked at his jeans, trying to get them completely off. Without missing a beat, Erico took over and within moments, Jay was completely naked. He propped his feet on the edge of the prep table and spread his legs further apart, inviting Erico to explore.

  The subtle scrape of Erico’s teeth against the sensitive vein running up Jay’s cock nearly sent him into orbit. “Oh fuck!”

  Erico groaned at the expletive and pulled his mouth off Jay’s cock long enough to spit in his hand.

  Jay held his breath, knowing what Erico planned to do with the saliva-slicked fingers. He reached behind him and gripped the opposite edge of the prep table. “Do it.”

  Erico’s lips wrapped around Jay’s cock as he prodded the puckered hole of Jay’s ass. When the first finger pushed its way inside, Jay’s body bucked.

  More. The single digit only served to tease Jay’s hole with the promise of more. The burn as the second finger slid inside made Jay’s balls tingle. He wanted the cock that was still trapped inside Erico’s slacks.

  “Fuck me,” he cried.

  Erico released Jay’s cock and shook his head. “No stuff.”

  Jay frantically gestured with his hand. “Back pocket.”

  Erico pulled his fingers from Jay’s ass to grab the jeans from the floor. Jay sat up and reached for the front of Erico’s pants. The slide fastening came undone quickly. Jay eased the zipper down carefully over the monster trying to break free of Erico’s underwear.

  I knew it. Once exposed, Erico’s cock was a sight to behold. Long and thick, his cock was a much richer brown than Erico’s skin. While Erico ripped the condom package open, Jay took the opportunity to bend down and taste the pre-cum running down the length of Erico’s shaft.

  For several luxurious moments, Erico allowed Jay to taste his way around the big cock before pulling back. “Stand up.”

  As rubbery as his legs felt, Jay knew he had no other option. The table was too high for fucking.

  Erico helped him off the table and turned him around.

  Jay stuck out his ass and rested his arms and head on top of the shiny work surface. He heard Erico spit again, this time the warm fluid shot directly onto Jay’s hole. “Give it to me.”

  “Gladly,” Erico grunted, pressing the head of his cock against Jay’s pucker.

  Jay bore down as the bulbous head made its way passed the outer ring of muscles. His entire body tingled as the fire was lit in his ass. With a firm grip on Jay’s hips, Erico slowly rocked his way inside.

  Several times Jay was afraid he’d have to ask the man to hold on, but he gritted his teeth and worked through the pain, knowing what lay on the other side. When he felt the slap of Erico’s balls against his skin, he knew the man was fully seated.

  One of Erico’s hands slid up Jay’s chest to rub against a pebbled nipple. Jay turned his head and sought the kiss he so desperately needed. It was sloppy and involved more tongue licking than actual kissing, but it was hotter than hell and so was Erico.

  “Fuck me hard,” Jay whispered.

  Erico’s brows drew together. “I don’t want to bruise you.”

  “Make me black and blue,” Jay ordered as his need threatened to overwhelm him.

  Erico’s nostrils flared slightly before he withdrew his cock and slammed it full force as deep into Jay’s ass as it would go. Jay let out a grunt of satisfaction at the move. His body may be thin but he could take a hard fuck like no one else. He loved it hard. It wasn’t the bite of pain he loved as much as knowing the man ploughing into him was losing control.

  Jay wanted that control. He thrived on driving a lover crazy with his body. His only problem was finding a lover who knew how to fuck like a madman in the bedroom but was relatively sane outside of it.

  Jay had high hopes for Erico as he was lifted off the floor with each and every thrust the bigger man made. How long had it been since he’d had an ass reaming like the one he was presently receiving? Maybe never, he quickly thought as a slap landed on his ass cheek.

  “Again,” Jay begged.

  Another slap followed quickly by a bite to his back just above the injuries he’d sustained the previous night.

  “Oh, fuck!” he screamed as his cock erupted. Some of the warm seed splashed its way onto the stainless steel surface, making for an erotic slip and slide.

  “You like that?” Erico asked around a grunt.

  Before Jay had time to answer, Erico lifted Jay’s feet off the floor and delivered a hard, fast series of thrusts at lightning speed, finally burying himself to the hilt before calling out Jay’s name.

  Jay managed to get his feet under him before Erico collapsed against his back. Jay could feel the rasp of Erico’s chest hair against the abraded skin from the previous night and his cock threatened to harden again.

  Jay smiled. Yeah, he could definitely get used to riding Erico’s cock a couple of times a week for a few months.

  He noticed Erico’s breathing change and started to wonder if the man had fallen asleep. “I need to get up before you take a nap.”

  Erico slid to the floor and Jay straightened and turned around. Erico had gone completely pale and his hand was holding his chest.

  Warning bells went off in Jay’s head. He knelt beside the man who’d just fucked him senseless. “Are you okay?”

  Erico shook his he
ad. “Pills. In my pants,” Erico gasped around clenched jaws.

  What the fuck? Jay picked up Erico’s suit pants and found a small silver pillbox. He opened the container and withdrew the tablet. He knew exactly what they were, the same thing his nana had used during the last several years of her life. Nitro-glycerine. What the hell have I gotten myself into?

  Chapter Three

  After helping Erico to the sofa in his office, Jay went back to the kitchen to retrieve their clothes. He still didn’t feel right about not calling 9-1-1, but Erico had insisted he was fine.

  Jay made a quick trip to the restroom before dressing. He picked up Erico’s clothes and walked back into the office. It was a completely unique situation for him. Never had he had such fantastic sex only to bring about some kind of angina for his lover. He sat on the floor beside the couch. “Is there anything I can get for you?”

  Erico smiled and brushed the side of Jay’s face with the back of his hand. “I just need to lay here for a few more minutes, and I’ll be fine.”

  Jay turned his head and kissed the caressing fingers. “I didn’t know…”

  Erico shook his head. “No one does. Well, except Isaac but he’s been sworn to secrecy.”

  “Why?” It didn’t make sense to Jay. If Erico had heart problems, shouldn’t everyone know in case he needed assistance?

  Erico grinned. “I don’t deal well with hovering. If the few friends I have found out, they’d be all over me to do something about it.”

  “So why haven’t you? Done something, I mean.”

  “I’m trying. I need to have a procedure done, but I can’t do that and worry about The Canoe. It’s why I tried so hard to get you to come to work for me,” Erico explained.

  Jay broke eye contact. Not only did he feel like shit for turning Erico down at every opportunity, but he’d always hoped the job offer had to do with Erico’s attraction towards him. “So you really did want me in your kitchen and not your bed,” he surmised.

  Still naked, Erico slowly sat up. “I wanted you both places. Still do. I did, however, give up the dream of you coming to work for me. I hired a new guy this morning. He’ll be here on Sunday to start on Monday morning.”

  Jay tried to push down the spark of jealousy. It was widely known around town that Erico fucked his sous chefs on a regular basis. “So you won’t need me anymore.”

  Erico leant forward and snatched Jay’s hand where it rested on his thigh. He tugged Jay towards him. “Come up here.”

  Although Jay often enjoyed post-fucking cuddles, he doubted Erico was physically up to it. “I don’t think that’s such a good idea.”

  “Bullshit. I’ve lived with this condition for a while now. I’m fine, believe me.”

  Jay gave in and joined Erico on the sofa. He hesitated to touch the man, afraid he’d bring on another bout of angina.

  Erico was having none of it and pulled Jay onto his lap. Jay settled comfortably, his legs folded under him on either side of Erico’s.

  “I didn’t get a chance to say this before but…wow!” Erico chuckled. “I think I might have finally met my match in the fucking department.”

  Although crude, Jay embraced the compliment. “I could easily say the same to you.”

  Erico brushed several soft kisses across Jay’s lips. “What I want to know is what happened to that shy guy who’s been masquerading all this time as Jay De Luca?”

  Jay grinned. He knew he was a hard person for most people to figure out. It was his nature to be unassuming, but why would that particular personality trait have to follow him into the bedroom? “I thought all men enjoyed a librarian out of the bedroom but a slut inside it?”

  Erico laughed. “Yeah. We do, we just don’t often come across them.”

  “Well you have now,” Jay stated proudly. “I love sex and once you get that ticker of yours repaired, I’d like to indulge that side of myself more often.”

  Jay began to worry Erico would think he was after more than he actually was. “Don’t worry though. I’m not looking for a boyfriend, just a fuck buddy.”

  Erico’s forehead creased. “Why not a boyfriend?”

  “Boyfriends want control. I’ll never allow anyone to have control over me again.”

  Erico circled Jay’s nipple through the sheer shirt he’d put back on. “People only try to take control if you let them. Not everyone’s like that.”

  “That’s why I’ll never give someone the chance. Nope. I’m just fine having sex without all the other shit that goes along with it.” Jay leant forward and pushed his tongue between Erico’s parted lips for several moments before sitting back. “And I’d rather keep it quiet if you don’t mind.”

  “Any particular reason?” Erico asked, squeezing Jay’s ass.

  Jay knew Ethan’s hatred of Erico was the biggest reason, but it wouldn’t be as exciting either. Besides, if the townspeople found out, they would start pairing him with Erico as a couple, and Jay didn’t want that. “I like the idea of having a secret lover. It makes me hard just thinking about sneaking away to ride your cock at a moment’s notice.”

  Erico’s eyes went wide. “Secret liaisons? I like that idea.”

  Jay licked Erico’s neck. “So what kind of procedure do you need to have done before I can do all the wicked things to you I want?”

  “Angioplasty. They want to put a stent in while they’re at it. Recovery time isn’t bad though.”

  “Yeah, but when will you be strong enough to fuck me like you did earlier?” Jay asked.

  “I should be able to fuck you within a few days, but the kind of fucking we did earlier will probably take a week or two of healing first.”

  Jay wondered how long it would be before Erico returned to work and began fucking his new sous chef. He didn’t know why he even worried about such a thing but he did. “And this new chef? What’s his name?”

  “Francois,” Erico answered.

  “You planning to fuck him?” Jay asked bluntly.

  “No. As a matter of fact, I told him it would be a working relationship only.”

  “And why did you feel the need to tell a new-hire that?” Jay couldn’t imagine the kind of interview where the subject of sex would come up.

  “When I picked up on his innuendos. It’s one of the reasons I didn’t hire him months ago when he first applied,” Erico explained.

  “So what’s different about this guy from the other sous chefs you’ve fucked?” Jay had to ask.

  “I didn’t have access to your ass then. Hopefully I do now.”

  Jay nodded. “Okay. I may enjoy being slutty, but I don’t fuck more than one person at a time. I expect the same from my partner.”

  Erico’s fingers began rubbing the seam that ran between Jay’s ass cheeks. “I’ve no problem with that. I have one other issue I need to tell you though. My mom will be in town for a few days when I have the procedure done.”

  Jay made a face. “Not good. Mothers don’t like me. I’ll have to make myself scarce while she’s in town.”

  “Nonsense. You don’t want me to suffer blue balls while she’s here, do you?”

  Jay grinned and shook his head. “We couldn’t have that.”

  “No, we couldn’t. Besides, my mom’s cool. I’ve been out for a long time.”

  Jay shook his head. He knew it didn’t matter. “Women don’t understand men who wear makeup, especially mothers. I think it reminds them a little too much that their sons like to suck cock.”

  Erico started to laugh and pulled Jay down to lay beside him on the couch. “Stay with me tonight.”

  Jay wasn’t sure he was comfortable with that. It smacked too much of being a couple. He knew he shouldn’t let Erico fuck him again after the earlier episode. If they weren’t going to screw, what would be the point of staying? On the other hand, maybe Erico was nervous about having another episode while being alone in the restaurant.

  “We’ll see how the rest of the day goes,” he finally answered.

  Erico bega
n kissing Jay’s neck. “Good. I have the rest of the afternoon and evening to convince you.”

  * * * *

  Jay spotted the taxi pull up outside the bakery across the street. He knocked on the window as Ethan climbed out of the cab and waited for the driver to unload his luggage.

  Ethan looked up at Jay’s apartment window and waved.

  Jay turned away from the window and threw on his coat, hat and gloves before leaving. It had been a week since Ethan had left for Virginia to spend Christmas with his dad. As he ran down the stairs, his body reminded him of the previous day’s activities with Erico. He hadn’t spent the night, but he had stayed until well after midnight. Jay was pleased with himself for being strong enough to go home when he had.

  “Hey!” Ethan yelled at Jay.

  Jay waited for the taxi to drive away and embraced his friend. “How was your trip?”

  “Okay. Of course the cab from the airport nearly broke the bank, but it was worth it.”

  Jay released his friend and picked up one of the smaller bags and followed Ethan inside. He walked up the steps leading from the bakery and waited for Ethan to unlock the door.

  Once inside, Ethan quickly crossed the small living room and turned up the heat. “I didn’t miss the snow that’s for damn sure.”

  “Virginia gets snow,” Jay reminded Ethan.

  “Yeah, but nothing like this.”

  Jay shrugged. “It wasn’t so bad. I’m actually enjoying the break from work.”

  Ethan gave Jay a sideways stare. “Something interesting happen while I was gone?”

  Fuck! “No. Why would you think that? Look around, the town is practically empty.”

  Ethan stared at him for several more seconds before looking away. “What time do we need to be at the lodge?”

  “Chad is picking us up at six. He even reserved a room for us, so take an overnight bag.” That was the most exciting part of the evening for Jay. He’d never stayed in a motel you paid more than hourly for.