“Mr. Shaw, excuse me.” A man cut in, approaching from the side with an extended arm and a business card in hand. “I’m Phil Pringston, CEO of Internal Management, and I’d be very interested to talk to you about a project of mine that—“
“Excuse me, Mr. Pringston.” Shaking his hand, Martin took his card. “I was about to get some important documents from Mr. Seymour here.”
“You are?” At first, Drake sounded surprised, then reading Martin’s expression, he immediately changed his tone. “Right, the files Straggler needed urgently.”
“Oh, I’m sorry. When can I talk to you?”
Martin glanced at his watch. “It’s quite late, Mr. Pringston, and I’m not sure how long it’ll take to fish them out. Can I give you a call tomorrow morning?”
“I won’t be here tomorrow. I’m leaving for Christmas break and I won’t be back until after the New Year.”
“Fine then.” Martin flashed his brightest smile. “Since I’m leaving for Ireland shortly, I’ll tell my secretary to call you right after the New Year to set up a meeting. How does that sound?”
Drake clearly read the disappointment in Pringston’s face, but the manager had no choice in the matter.
“Sure, Mr. Shaw,” he agreed reluctantly, “as you prefer.”
Martin fished out a card to hand him. “These are my numbers, in case you have some free time tomorrow. I’ll be available for the whole day.”
Pringston nodded, pocketing the card.
“All right, shall we?” Martin turned to Drake.
“Right this way, Mr. Shaw.” The pirate mocked, leading him to the elevators.
Following his gaze, Martin’s lips curved in a snarl. “I hope no one’s coming after us.”
Stepping into the elevator, Drake shrugged. “If they do, they might catch something not very…businesslike.”
“Nothing like some hot sex to perk up their drab routines.” The devil grinned, getting inside as well.
Drake hardly waited for the elevator doors to close before trapping Martin against the metallic wall, his palm straying to the interested crotch while his mouth attacked the devil’s, finally free to give in to his greatest craving.
Anticipating his move, the blond Irish reacted viciously, his tongue striking out to clash against Drake’s fiery muscle to start a silent battle, each trying to gain an advantage while their cocks became harder as the pressure increased spasmodically.
The pirate was too taken by Martin’s intoxicating taste filling his senses to notice much else besides the wet tongue invading his space, slithering like a seductive snake, sweeping his palate with repeated strokes, trying to reach his throat and wanting to take possession of everything. Drake responded fiercely, rubbing the muscles together, grazing the edge of the devil’s pointy teeth, drinking from him as if he were man dying of thirst until he could not breathe anything but Martin.
“Does this mean you changed your mind, Pirate, and I can finally touch you?”
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To Seduce A Soul Mate by Laura Tolomei
Do you believe in destiny? The real one, the one that decides there’s a person just right for us?
He/she is out there, waiting just for us. Drake didn’t actually believe it, but when he meets Martin, something tells him ta’s no coincidence, and his heart pounding, the sense’s excitement, all confirmed it. Too bad he was the wrong sex to be the right sou-lmate.
Finding a soul mate was the easy part. To seduce him proved Martin’s hardest challenge, for nothing in Pirate Drake’s black intriguing eyes seemed to recognize the one person destiny had selected for him. But can the month between Thanksgiving and Christmas be enough to convince him to the contrary in spite of his dilemmas about gender, feelings, connections and sex, or can Pirate Drake find a way around the burning desire, the erotic heat, the uncontrollable passion wrecking his senses at Martin’s mere sight?
If Drake thought it would be just another boring Thanksgiving at his parents’ house, he had better think again.
Meeting a green-eyed, blond devil out to seduce him was certainly not expected nor wanted. Still, it was frustrating, to have someone so handsome yet so unmistakably male because the sex didn’t quite…add up.
Or did it?
Well, it certainly did for Martin and for his goal to find his soul mate.