Broken Neon
By Tyler Robbins
Country
music singer, Zane Alexander has struggled to keep his sexuality a secret, but hiding
his attraction to their new guitarist, Finn Presswood, is damn near impossible.
On
the run from a dangerous ex-lover, Finn has secrets of his own, but his feelings
for Zane isn’t one of them.
When
the new song they co-wrote leads to a recording contract with a major Nashville
label, it becomes clear that their lives are about to change. Unfortunately, secrets
are harder to hide in the limelight, so Zane fake-dating a famous supermodel
whose career is on the line as well, seems like the best solution for everyone.
Their
dreams are finally within their grasp until Finn’s past catches up, and no
matter how much the two men love each other, happiness is never guaranteed.
If good intentions pave
the road to hell, then broken neon paves the road to Nashville.
Read an Excerpt
As
he crossed the threshold, he tossed his hat onto the table and made a beeline
to the mini-fridge. The door closed behind them, but Zane paid it little mind
as he bent down to retrieve two cold beers. When he turned around, his heart
skipped a beat.
Finn
stood directly behind him, his shirt already unbuttoned and his jaw flexed
taut. The hungry look in Finn’s eyes made Zane’s cock swell.
“Shit.”
Zane let the bottles of beer fall to the floor as Finn moved in.
Their
teeth clanked together from the voracious kiss, igniting the explosive passion
that had been building between them. Tongues tangled, battling for domination,
while clothes and boots flew about the room.
“I’ve
wanted this…” Finn panted. “So fucking long.”
“Shut
the hell up.” Zane shoved Finn back onto the bed and crawled up the length of
him.
Zane
felt Finn’s hardened cock jam into his side, and he reached down to stroke it
without hesitation.
Finn
pushed Zane’s hand away and flipped him over, then glared down into his eyes.
“You better make this last.” Finn’s gravelly tone only added to the need
pulsing through Zane’s cock.
He
kissed Finn’s shoulder and chest as he dug his nails into Finn’s back.
Finn
winced and kissed Zane even harder, rocking his groin against Zane’s thigh.
Pre-cum
seeped from Finn’s thick shaft, dampening Zane’s skin. He swallowed hard,
wanting nothing more than to lick the crown clean. He gripped Finn’s cock, and
stroked it, causing Finn to bite down on Zane’s bottom lip as they kissed.
Zane
reciprocated by sucking Finn’s lip into his mouth, while his mind ventured to
thoughts of what he’d rather be sucking. The desire surprised Zane a little.
Usually, he was the one being pleasured, but this was different. Zane wanted to
get Finn off so badly, he could taste it.
He
pushed up on Finn’s shoulders and kissed his way down his chest.
Finn
rolled off and lay on his back. He ran his fingers through Zane’s hair and
moaned as Zane moved lower. The sound excited Zane even more. His own cock
ached. His need for release intensified with each blood-surging pulse.
Zane
gripped Finn’s shaft firmly then wrapped his tongue around the crown.
Finn
shuddered.
Salty
sweetness coated Zane’s taste-buds. He tongue fucked the slit, searching for
every drop Finn had to offer.
“Feels
so fucking good.” Finn writhed and pulled Zane’s hair.
Zane
swallowed Finn’s shaft. His eyes and mouth watered as each bob of his head
plunged deeper. He flattened his tongue along Finn’s cock and lapped his satiny
flesh like an ice cream cone.
Finn
groaned and grabbed Zane’s arm, tugging him upward until they were chest to
chest once again. He peered down into Finn’s eyes as they hugged each other
close. Zane had missed this feeling. This connection. This sense of giving
himself to someone. He hadn’t shared this kind of mutual intimacy since before
he started singing professionally, and even that was nothing more than teenage
infatuation.
Finn’s
eyelids lowered to half-mast. “Don’t stop.”
The
urgency in Finn’s tone fueled Zane’s resolve. He’d take his new lover all the
way to the other side. Past the point of no return. All of Zane’s previous
doubts faded fast. “Once I have you, I might not want to let you go.”
He’d
tried so hard to deny himself this pleasure. Kept it hidden, only allowing a
few stolen moments with someone he’d paid to deliver, but none of that compared
to letting his guard down and really indulging.
“We’ll
cross that bridge when we get there.”
Zane
leaned in and kissed him tenderly, savoring the feel of Finn’s lips pressed to
his. The taste of his tongue and the warmth of his body fused to his own. This
was exactly what Zane had wanted for so long.
If Zane were ever able to offer a man
everything, Finn Presswood could damn sure be the man he’d give it to.
About the author:
Robin Badillo and her pseudonym, Tyler
Robbins, is a down to earth mother of four, born and raised in a small Texas
town where she still resides with her nearly grown kids and a pack of spoiled
dogs.
A fan of paranormal and southern
romance novels, Robin does her best to offer up a plethora of tasty morsels to
satisfy her reader’s appetite. Whether mainstream and/or paranormal erotic
romance or Tyler’s LGBT romance line, Robin strives to create characters who
are endearing and relatable.
Adversity is Robin’s motivation, which
explains why she’s a true believer that grey hair is simply God’s graffiti.
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