#MySexySaturday - That Sexy Time of Day
This weeks theme is that sexy time of day. I picked an excerpt from Whispers of Home (Pickleville #1). The sexiest time of day for Jaron and Travis, the Main Characters in this book, is right after having an amazing day together.
All Jaron McAllister wanted to do was get out of the small town where he grew up. After being bullied all his life for being gay, that’s exactly what he does. He loses all contact with everyone in the town of Pickleville, including his emotionally distant mother and the only true friend he ever had.
When his best friend and mother of the child they share, get murdered he knows he must ask for help in the one place he thought he would never go back to. Coming back home isn’t easy and finding himself attracted to the town man-slut spells disaster. Travis Heath isn’t at all what his reputation suggests though.
He followed Travis to the master bedroom, sitting on the bed with his hands folded in his lap. He was suddenly nervous. Jaron wasn’t sure if it was being in Travis’s bedroom or the prospect of being with the one man he could truly say he might be falling in love with.
He watched Travis take off his clothes. The casual way Travis went through the process spoke of his comfortableness. “I’ve never done this before,” Jaron said, looking at his hands in his lap. When Travis didn’t say anything, Jaron looked up at him. He had a disbelieving look on his face. Upon seeing that look Jaron realized how his words must have sounded. “I mean I’ve never made love before. I’ve had sex. Of course, you already know that. I remember telling you that the other day. What I mean is I’ve never had sex with someone that I cared about. Ever.”
“This will be a new experience for both of us.”
“Because you’ve never been with a guy before?”
“Well, that too. But what I meant was that I’ve never made love either. That’s what we’re gonna do though, Jaron. This is not just a fuck to me.” Travis walked across the room to stand in front of Jaron.
“Okay.” Travis was the most beautiful man Jaron had ever seen. Jaron must have had a look on his face that said he wanted to lick every inch of Travis’ luscious pale skin because Travis chuckled.
“I’m glad you approve, baby.”
“Oh, I most definitely approve.” All he wanted in that moment was to get Travis on top of him. Then Jaron realized he was at a perfect sucking position. Before Jaron could do exactly that, Travis grabbed Jaron around the waist, picked him up, and threw him further up on the bed. Jaron was so startled by this show of dominance he was speechless, which said a lot considering he babbled when he was nervous.
Travis came down on top of him and Jaron let out a sigh of relief, not realizing until that moment how much he longed to have Travis’ weight on him, to feel his warmth surround Jaron’s body. He physically ached for Travis in a way that he never had with anyone else before. Travis smiled down at him, brushing the hair off his forehead. He kissed him lightly on the lips, not deepening the kiss at all.
The cowboy lifted his weight off of Jaron, but only slightly. “Take off your shirt.”
Jaron wiggled around enough to get his shirt up his body and then, finally, off. Travis lowered himself back down onto Jaron’s body once again. Jaron closed his eyes and let out a sigh at the heat of the other man’s chest against his own. “That’s much better.”
“Yes.” Travis’ soft lips brushed gently against his own. Then lifted off to brush against his cheek. When Travis got to his neck, Jaron tilted his head to give him better access. “You smell good,” Travis whispered against his neck. “I could lay like this forever with you.” His next kiss held a hint of tongue.