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Executive Decision

A 1Night Stand Story



By

Margie Church





Chapter One





Logan Carlyle lubed the anal plug then braced against the narrow stall’s wall while easing the flared toy between his ass cheeks. Perspiration dotted his forehead. His dick reacted instantly. He clenched his jaw tight to swallow a groan. That feels so�Śdamn�Śgood.

When he felt more in control, he pulled up his underwear and fiddled with the fabric to ensure his snug briefs would hold his little toy in place while he walked back to his office. His belt buckle jingled softly as he drew his expensive slacks over his thighs. While washing his hands, he mumbled a few mindless comments to another colleague at the sinks.

But all he could really think about was the hot sex he’d be having within the hour.

The plug created fantastic friction against his prostate, arousing Logan more with every step he took. Hiding his erection while he walked through the busy hallways was always a challenge. A delicious one he looked forward to.

A colleague from marketing stopped him in the hallway. �śDo you think Kespers is going to accept another million pounds of Bis-A this year?”

�śCold day in hell, I think.” He answered her with complete aplomb, while his mind did cartwheels over the erotic secret hidden between his ass cheeks.

He closed his office door and hung his suit coat on the hanger. His cock pressed tightly against his zipper, and he hoped his lover, Hunter, wouldn’t be delayed. In fifteen minutes, the building would clear out for the day. By then, anticipation would be driving Logan into a sexual frenzy. He shifted in his seat, trying to ease the pressure in his crotch, but all that accomplished was delivering a zip of pleasure to his ass.

The ticking clock was as torturous to his nerves as a dripping faucet. He wanted to rip the noisy timepiece off the wall and tear the batteries out. He answered a few benign e-mails and waited. Impatiently.

A soft knock on the door made his stomach lurch.

He glanced at the time. Perfect. He cleared his throat, intending to sound as authoritative as possible. �śCome in.”

His administrative assistant, Shelly, popped her head in the door. �śDo you have a minute?”

Logan hoped he’d masked his disappointment fast enough. Pretending to be in a rush, he glanced at his watch. �śJust a few. What’s up?”

�śI have the confirmations for your appointments next week with Hunter. Some are overlapping or back-to-back with no travel time allotted. Do you want me to decide which to reschedule, or would you like to do the honors?”

�śHow did that happen?” He didn’t keep the annoyance out of his voice, for he really was peeved over having to deal with lamebrain purchasing agents who couldn’t find their ass with both hands. �śPlease give me the itinerary, and I’ll prioritize them before I leave tonight. I’ll put it back on your desk to work on the rescheduling when you come in tomorrow. Hopefully we won’t have to add any more days. Hunter probably would like a private life, too.”

While handing over the paperwork, Shelly nodded. �śHe sure isn’t home very often, but he’s lucky to be mentored by you. Most of the sales force would kill for an opportunity like his.”

As if on cue, Hunter James walked through the door. �śDid I hear my name?”

The sight of his lean body always made Logan’s react. He couldn’t wait to get rid of his assistant.

She smiled at the new arrival. �śHi, Hunter. Yes, I was just telling Logan your next trip has hit a few snags. You may need to shuffle things around a bit.”

Hunter’s eyes gleamed for an instant. �śWell, it’s up to the boss. If he says we stay out another day or two, then that’s what we’ll do.”

Shelly gave them a lukewarm smile. �śI’ll let you two discuss the arrangements. I’m leaving for the day. Have a nice evening.”

Using the papers to hide the bulge in his trousers, Logan came around the side of the desk. Every step made him acutely aware of the pressure in his rear and against his dick.

�śThank you. Please close the door on your way out.”

As soon as she had shut the door, Hunter rested his hand on Logan’s ass.

Let the game begin. Logan looked at the itinerary, but his eyes didn’t focus on the words. He resumed using a gruff, authoritative voice, asserting his role as supervisor.

�śI can’t believe how often this happens. Didn’t you think this through before you made all these appointments?”

Hunter nuzzled Logan’s neck.

His nipples hardened. He loved having his neck kissed and nibbled. �śObviously you haven’t learned the rudiments of simple planning.”

Hunter slid his hand around to the front of Logan’s pants and caressed the length of his dick, now fully, painfully erect. �śI’ll get this straightened out.”

The double entendre sent a shiver up Logan’s spine. �śDon’t fuck with me. I’m too busy to have to deal with parochial errors like this. If you can’t manage a travel schedule, how can you handle important clients alone?”

Leaning forward, Hunter whispered into Logan’s ear. �śI can handle you alone.” He unfastened Logan’s belt. �śIf you make a sound, I’m leaving. You’ll have to satisfy your deviant appetite some other way.”

He almost whimpered. Nodding like a child ready to accept his punishment, he held the buckle clasp together while letting his pants fall to his ankles.

�śBend over, Logan. You know I didn’t fuck up the travel schedule. You did.” He moved his hand, warm and firm, over Logan’s ass, then ran his index finger down the crease. �śI see you put in the plug as I instructed. Sweet. You are such a bad boy, walking around with this nasty thing in you while the rest of us are toiling on real business.”

He moved the toy in and out just enough to tease.

�śI’m such a horny son of a bitch, and I don’t care. I want you. Take that thing out.” Passion made Logan’s voice a hoarse whisper.

Hunter growled into Logan’s ear, sounding demanding and in total control. �śDon’t tell me what to do. I’ll fuck you when I’m good and ready, and if I feel like it.” He reached forward and took Logan’s shaft in his hand. �śYou’re dripping wet.” He rubbed the pre-cum over his cock.

Logan fell into his submissive role. �śThank you. I need that so much. Whatever you want, tell me, and I’ll do it.”

�śMuch better.”

Logan heard him unzip his pants. Despite his desire to make this session last as long as possible, they were in his office; people were still milling around. His door was unlocked. The danger of being discovered heightened his excitement. �śPlease don’t leave me this way. I’ve done everything you asked.”

Hunter turned the butt plug slowly, changing the angle of penetration.

�śThat feels incredible.” Knowing something warm and bigger would replace the dildo soon made his entire body tense. His cock oozed again.

Hunter’s warm mouth pressed against his low back. He removed the plug and set it on the desk.

Logan couldn’t resist wiggling his hips to tempt him more. He bit the side of his hand, while his brain screamed every filthy version of stick-your-dick-in-me he could think of. The sound of the foil package opening sent a flood of relief through him.

Hunter spat.

Finally.

�śYou have such a beautiful ass.” He pressed his cock into Logan.

His voice and knees quivered. �śAll of it, please, now.”

Hunter slid forward until his balls rested against Logan’s body. �śI’m going to use you. Your ass was made for my cock.”

�śPlease, yes, I want you to�"”

Hunter yanked Logan’s hair. �śShh.” He withdrew from the tight canal.

No! Logan quivered in silence, waiting for that hard shaft to fill him over and over.

And Hunter did.

Snap, snap, snap. The soft sound of their hips meeting grew with the tempo of his strokes. Logan wished they were at his apartment or a hotel. He wanted to howl with pleasure, beg Hunter to use him even harder.

The door opened. �śLogan, I�"Logan!”

He glanced over his shoulder. The company’s CEO stood in the doorway wearing the most shocked and horrified expression Logan had ever seen.

Hunter seemed paralyzed.

Logan had no choice but to nudge him out of the way. He reached down for his underwear and pants. �śGive me a minute, Bernie.”

Hunter said nothing. He, too, reached for his clothing.

The door slammed shut, with Bernie on the other side.

Logan looked at Hunter and assumed their ashen complexions matched. His heart raced like a train coming off the tracks. With shaking hands, he straightened his clothes.

Dressed, Hunter left without saying a word.

Doom settled on Logan’s shoulders and shook hands with dread. What Bernie Dohlan just walked in on could be career-ending for him and Hunter. He picked up the butt plug. What had brought him so much pleasure many times over the years, now seemed wicked. The illicit danger he sought to build sexual tension and drive himself to mind-blowing orgasms, may have just shattered his professional life, like a wrecking ball on Waterford crystal. Sobering didn’t come close to describing his new reality.





Chapter Two





A year later, Logan strode on the moving walkway through Detroit Metro Airport. Sputters and hiccups peppered his morning, putting him in a sour mood. He glanced at the wall clock and picked up his pace. If he didn’t hurry, he’d miss his flight to Las Vegas.

As he neared the end of his conveyor and his gate, a man going in the opposite direction caught his eye. He did a double-take, but by then, all he could see was the man’s back.

Hunter?

He hadn’t seen Hunter since that fateful day in his office about a year ago. Embarrassing memories of the fiasco pummeled him. Though he’d phoned him many times, Hunter had never accepted the call, and eventually changed his phone number. Every attempt to see him had been a waste of Logan’s time.

He was sorely tempted to turn around and go after the mysterious stranger with the shocking resemblance. Several other times, he thought he’d seen him, only to be embarrassed when the person wasn’t the one he wanted. And Logan still wanted Hunter.

He glanced at the gate status board. The flight was boarding. He took another look over his shoulder. Shit. The guy is leaving the walkway.

For a split second, the stranger glanced backward at him.

Hunter!

Logan needed to see him, to explain. To assuage my guilt and ask for forgiveness is more like it.

�śThis is the final call for all passengers on Southwest 2147 to Las Vegas McCarran International Airport. Please come to the gate for immediate boarding.”

The gate attendant’s announcement broke through Logan’s reverie. Though he wasn’t 100 percent sure the man he’d seen was Hunter James, he had that gut feeling.

The mechanical-sounding voice banged on his eardrums again. �śAll passengers should be onboard Southwest flight 2147 for immediate departure. This is your final call.”

Logan’s customer was picking him up at the Las Vegas airport. He had no choice but to rush to the gate and down the jetway.

The airline attendant shut the airplane’s door behind him.

Logan took his seat in First Class. Frustrated with this uncanny turn of events, he ordered a Bloody Mary and waited for takeoff.



***



After a long, afternoon meeting, a tour of his customer’s plant, and dinner, Logan finally arrived at Castillo Resorts and Hotels, Las Vegas. He scribbled his name on the registration documents while the desk clerk ran his credit card.

The attendant gave him two electronic keys and pointed on Logan’s hotel registration folder. �śThis is your room number. Take the elevator to the ninth floor.”

�śI’ve been here several times. I know where I’m going.” Logan figured his mechanical reply sounded as dry as the Vegas air felt.

�śVery well. Enjoy your stay with us, Mr. Carlyle.” The clerk signaled to the bellman.



***



After unpacking, Logan hit the shower. The hot water eased the tension from his body, while his thoughts drifted back to the morning. Could the guy I saw have actually been Hunter?

He’d fantasized about a reunion countless times. Though he experienced sublime physical release during those steamy fictionalizations, he doubted he’d ever have a chance to square things with him in person. Hunter had gotten the raw end of the deal that day, but Logan hadn’t come away unscathed either.

He twisted the faucet to turn off the shower, and then reached for a plush towel on the rack to dry himself. A card fluttered to the floor. Logan gave it a passing glance, expecting it to be one of those environmental statements about what to do with linens you don’t want washed. He used a hand towel to wipe the fogged mirror. It, too, contained a card. He turned the paper over in his hand.

1Night Stand. Discretion and results, guaranteed. Madame Evangeline

Logan frowned, wondering whether there was some kind of Las Vegas-style scam hidden in the offer. He pitched the card in the bathroom trash, dismissing the idea.

Wearing only a pair of briefs, he turned back the bed covers. A good night’s rest would do wonders. Tomorrow could be a beast if integrating his company’s resins didn’t go smoothly in the new manufacturing plant. He flipped through television channels until he found the news. While a series of commercials aired, he tapped the keyboard to awaken the laptop.

While reading the mundane emails from work, his thoughts drifted to the business card he’d thrown away. Was it an escort service? He’d never tried one.

Should I?

Curious, Logan retrieved the card from the wastebasket and typed in the website address. Scanning the pages, clearly 1Night Stand was not an escort service by any stretch of the imagination. He breathed a sigh of relief. Much of what he read interested him. With his finger poised over the request information link, he vacillated between feeling downright dumb and really wanting someone in his life again.

What could it hurt? He clicked.

An instant message popped up from someone named Madame Eve. The message read: I know where Hunter is. If you’re interested, reply.

Logan did exactly that. He typed: Who is this? He waited a minute or two, and got no response. �śMust be a fluke.”

His computer screen lit up with a new instant message.

I can help you reconnect with Hunter. I know that’s what you want. Madame Evangeline

Wary, he wrote back. How do you know me and Hunter?

A reply arrived promptly. You wear your heart on your sleeve. Let me help you. Send me an email with your story. I will help you find the love you’re looking for.

He responded, rapid-fire. I’m not sure I’m in love with him. It’s been a year. It ended badly.

In answer, she wrote: You’ll never know until you look into his eyes.

Logan thought their exchange was ludicrous, but something about Madame Evangeline made him think she knew something. Still cautious, he wrote to her again: I’ll sleep on it.

The volley continued. Review the services detailed on my website. I look forward to helping you. M. Eve

How did she know about Hunter? A little creeped out by Madame’s knowledge of his life, Logan sent a final message: Goodnight.

There were no more mysterious instant messages texts from the person named Madame Eve.

He turned off the lights and went to bed, but his brain wouldn’t shut off. Seeing the dead ringer for Hunter and getting the invitation from Madame Evangeline on the same day, seemed a bit contrived to him. Hours later, he made a decision to check out her website further.

Logan got up and typed in the URL. He was surprised at the straightforward information he found. No smoke-and-mirrors or crystal ball kinds of innuendoes. Satisfied clients sang her praises in a multitude of comments with photos. He concluded Madame Evangeline was a sophisticated combination of private investigator and matchmaker.

He emailed her before he lost his nerve and the rest of the night’s sleep.

A moment later, she replied. You made the right decision. I’ll be in touch.



***



Logan spent the next three days working his ass off in his customer’s manufacturing facility. Each night, he fell into bed dog tired. He’d signed a contract with Madame Eve for her services and tried not to think about how crazy the proposition seemed. He hoped she wasn’t taking him and his money on a wild goose chase when she said Hunter would stand in front of him very soon.

While he packed his suitcase to leave on the last morning, he wondered how long soon was.

His checkout and short cab ride to the airport proved uneventful. Out of habit, he dropped a few bucks in the slot machines centered on the concourse near his gate. It didn’t take long for him to burn forty bucks. He glanced at his watch and decided he still had time to buy a cup of coffee.

His phone vibrated. Logan fished it out of his pants pocket.

A text from Madame Eve had arrived.

In disbelief, he scanned the short note again. Hunter is willing to see me? He texted her: When? Where?

He’ll be in Detroit next week to meet you for one night only. Hunter is reluctant. He’s still very angry. You must convince him of your sincerity to win his love.

With trembling hands, he wrote again. When? Where?

By the time your flight lands, I’ll have the answers.

Logan looked around. How the fuck did she know I was at the airport? The woman was downright eerie. He couldn’t do anything but wait, and hope for the best.

During the flight home, he wondered if he and Hunter would still be together if it weren’t for that fateful interruption. They’d been exclusive. Were we in love then? In all truth, he really didn’t know.

They’d hit it off fast and hot. After a few smoldering glances and touches that weren’t dismissed or rejected, they’d gone to dinner. At closing time, they were still talking. Logan recalled being a little buzzed, though not drunk, and very infatuated with the newest addition to PlasTeck’s sales staff. They’d slept together on their second date.

He’d loved everything about his younger partner. His intelligence, his beauty, and most of all, his dominance. No other man made him want to roll over the way he did for Hunter. He didn’t show his submissive side right away, but when he did, Hunter was thrilled and so was he. When it came to sex, Hunter preferred being the top. They were well-suited for each other.

Over the past year, Logan had reached a dead end every time he tried sorting out his emotions about Hunter. After what had happened at the office, dating and getting too close to another guy made him uneasy. Did his feelings stem from guilt or a deeper affection?

Guess I’ll find out soon. We both will.

Once again, Madame Eve delivered on her promise. When the wheels touched down on runway, and Logan turned his phone back on, her text arrived.

Reading it, he broke into a sweat.





Chapter Three





Whenever Hunter James thought about the last time he saw Logan, anger smoldered in his gut. He’d gotten the shaft while Logan got off scot-free.

He fastened his French cuffs, and then straightened his blue shirt collar. His tailored, black, Versace jacket fit perfectly. The fabric’s sheen made heads turn whenever he wore the suit. Tonight, he hoped Logan’s head snapped right off.

He checked the time. A half-hour late already, and he felt no rush or remorse.

If he wants to leave before I get there, so be it.



***



Hunter noticed Logan the instant he walked in the door at Wildfire. He gave his name to the host.

�śYour party has already arrived. Please come this way.” The man, in his mid-twenties, wore form-fitting black slacks that showed off his sweet derriere. Hunter could have sworn the host wiggled his hips a tad extra to ensure Hunter would look. And look he did, just to put Logan on uneven emotional footing.

At the table, Logan stood and extended his hand. �śIt’s good to see you. Please, have a seat.”

Hunter noticed streaks of red on his neck, a slight dampness on his skin when they shook hands. He’s nervous. Good. �śI’m here because Madame Evangeline is quite persuasive.”

Frowning, Logan sat down. �śShe told me you were still mad.”

The utterance surprised him. �śWhy would you think otherwise? I got the boot.” He leaned forward on his elbows, his voice dripping with sarcasm. �śAnd how is Old Man Dohlan anyway? I was more than happy to see his hefty deposit in my 401k for promising not to sue.”

�śDid you threaten to sue?”

The shocked look on Logan’s face almost made Hunter laugh. �śI didn’t have to. While HR was hustling me out the door, they were stuffing wads of cash in my pockets. I’m sure Dohlan knew at least a half-dozen employment laws were violated–love that word violated, don’t you? Such a fitting adjective to describe that day.”

�śI’m surprised about the payoff. For what it’s worth, I told Bernie not to fire you, that our relationship was consensual.”

�śA lot of good that did.” Hunter signaled the waitress.

She arrived at their table. �śWhat can I get you, sir?”

�śI’ll have what he’s having.”

�śDouble Scotch on the rocks.”

�śExcellent.”

Logan brought the conversation back on track. �śAfter you left, I went to find Bernie. He was nowhere in sight. I went to your office, and you’d left, too.”

�śCan you blame me? I knew what was coming down.” Hunter accepted his drink from the waitress and took a sip. The cold, strong liquor’s bite kept him focused.

�śWhy wouldn’t you take my calls?”

Hunter leaned forward and spoke in a low voice, but the anger he felt still spilled into his tone. And he didn’t give two-shits about it. �śHonestly, I was pretty freaked out. I got caught with my dick in your ass by the CEO. Not only was my career finished at PlasTeck, I was scared about the ramifications I might have trying to work in other industries. HR called me first thing the next morning to seal the deal. They wouldn’t even let me come back to the building. My personal belongings were delivered, and so were my separation papers, as they so politely called them.”

�śWhy didn’t you tell me?”

�śWhat the fuck for? You kept your job. You were always Dohlan’s pet. Maybe you were sleeping with him, too.” Hunter knew that was a lie and a low blow, but he’d stewed over the whole mess for so long. The negative emotions uncoiled like a fire hose filling at high-velocity.

�śDon’t be disgusting. You know I wasn’t. You were the only man I was seeing. And I didn’t keep my job.”

Now, it was Hunter’s turn to be stunned. He narrowed his eyes and tapped his index finger on the cloth-covered table as he spoke. �śI don’t believe you. I asked the HR director if you were still with the company. She said you were. I was going to talk to you if you’d been fired, too.”

�śShe didn’t lie to you. I wasn’t fired. When I heard what happened to you, I explained this wasn’t an abuse of power; we were in a relationship. They wouldn’t listen. I apologized for my inappropriate decision to have sex with you in my office, and asked them to reconsider. They brought Bernie into the conversation. I asked what would have happened if he’d walked in on a man and a woman instead of two men. Old Man Dohlan was appalled that I’d even ask but wouldn’t recant his decision. He said his was a privately-owned company, and he called the shots. If I promised never to exercise such horrible judgment again, he’d try to forget what happened. So, I made an executive decision of my own. I resigned. They even asked me to stay on during my two weeks’ notice. I suppose they hoped to change my mind. Bernie promised everything would be hush-hush, and told me what a huge mistake I was making, but I packed up and left that morning anyway. I was sickened by all of their bullshit.”

Feeling like he’d been sucker punched, Hunter sat back in his chair. He picked up his glass, noticing how the condensation clung to the sides, before taking a few swallows. He needed the burning sensation to affirm he wasn’t dreaming.

�śAren’t you going to say anything?”

Hunter looked at his former lover, his mind vacant of verbal attacks, questions, and snide remarks.

�śI didn’t hang you out to dry. I took responsibility for my part and tried to make things right. I’m sorry.” Logan’s tone mirrored his plea for understanding.

Revenge and anger had fueled Hunter this past year. Now, those negative emotions evaporated like exhaust.

�śJesus Christ, Hunter, aren’t you going to say anything?”

�śThank you.”

�śThank you?”

He shrugged. A few tremors passed through his torso and stomach. He’d marshaled all his energy in an attempt to prove to Logan he could thrive without him. Now, the fiery emotions escaped his body like carbonation from a beer. He felt as flat and unappealing as the drink would be.

�śI don’t know what else to say. The decision was out of your hands. I always knew that, but I didn’t know you’d quit. I guess I have to believe you did and said those things on my behalf.”

Logan placed his hand over Hunter’s. �śI really am sorry. If I hadn’t been such a thrill-seeker�Ś.”

Hunter chuckled. �śIt’s not like you had to hold my feet to the fire. I loved the danger, the forbidden aspects, the excitement of our secret.” He smirked. �śWho knows where it could have gone if we’d never been caught that day.”

�śOr any other.” Logan wore a whimsical expression. He drew a deep breath. �śDid you have trouble finding a new job?”

�śIt took me the better part of nine months. Fortunately, PlasTeck gave me a glowing recommendation. They couldn’t deny I was a great member of their sales force.”

�śWhere did you land? Not in the chemicals industry. I haven’t seen or heard of you.” He twirled the ice in his glass with his index finger. �śI’ve been looking for you.”

That remark made Hunter feel a lot better. He’d always thought Logan was an all-around, decent guy. �śI took a job at All-Ways Logistics. The pay isn’t as good, and I’ve never worked in this industry before, but I like the job. People still gotta move the shit they manufacture, you know. Once the economy rebounds, I think it’ll be more challenging and interesting than it is now. I can’t complain, too much. I’m just glad to be working, and I didn’t have to drain my 401k trying to find a new gig. What about you?”

�śIntraRes snapped me up in a heartbeat.”

A deep and satisfying laugh rumbled in his chest. �śI hope you’ve been kicking PlasTeck’s ass every chance you get.”

Logan raised his glass. �śOf course. Homophobic pricks.”

�śCheers. Maybe I should send old Bernie a sexy Christmas card.”

Logan appeared to choke on his drink. �śDon’t. Please. I still have to see him every now and then. I run into the other sales guys all the time.”

�śWell, give his wrinkled ass a firm squeeze for me the next time you get the chance.”

Laughing, he rolled his eyes. �śI’ll blow him some kisses, too.” His expression became serious. �śI hope you’ll accept my apology. I never expected to implode our careers at PlasTeck that way.”

Hunter sobered up emotionally. �śI’m an adult. I wanted to be there. I loved the thrill just as much as you. And when you were lying in my arms, I had all the power. It was a hell of an ego boost to be your underling by day, and have you as putty in my hands whenever we were alone.” A mini video whipped through his memories of Logan begging him to make love. The vivid images aroused him as sure as a warm hand in the right place would. He cleared his throat and drank his Scotch.

Now what? Do we end things, call it a night? Have dinner? Go back to my hotel? The last idea would have been absurd a half hour ago, but now?

Logan interrupted his musings. �śWould you like to have dinner? We’re here. It’s getting late.”

Hunter looked at his watch. A little after eight and the restaurant is almost empty. The club down the block was a hot spot for gays. He chewed the inside of his lip. Things were moving kind of fast. Like the last time.

�śWhat are you smiling about?”

A humorless laugh erupted from Hunter’s chest. �śYou don’t want to know. As far as dinner goes, sure. We might as well catch up. I’m leaving tomorrow afternoon. You know that, right?”

Looking deflated, Logan nodded. �śMadame Eve gave me your travel arrangements. The contract stipulates we have twenty-four hours, and after that, we’re on our own.”

�śNo wonder she insisted on a specific window of time. I thought she was being downright bossy about the whole arriving and leaving timeframe. I had some trouble straightening out the rest of my day because of the goofy flight schedules to Toronto from here.”

Logan chuckled. �śShe has a reputation to uphold, and I suppose she doesn’t want to anger her clients.”

He raised an eyebrow. �śYou went to a lot of trouble to arrange this date. I checked her out. It cost you a small fortune, too. Why?”

Leaning on his elbows, Logan steepled his fingers. �śDid I see you in the airport a couple weeks ago?”

�śMid-morning flight. You were flying out; I was coming in. You were wearing a brown sugar-colored suit, and carrying that ratty, leather briefcase you’ve owned since your first sales job.”

�śI thought that was you. When you turned after you got off the conveyor and looked at me, I almost ran after you, but I had customers waiting in Las Vegas.”

�śI came to your gate, but you’d already boarded.”

�śI wish you’d called me.”

�śI was pissed.”

Logan frowned. �śSo why come after me? Were you going to punch my lights out in the airport?”

Good question. �śI wanted some closure.” He drained his glass and signaled for a refill.

�śUltimately, that’s the same reason I contracted with Madame Eve. I wanted you to hear my side of the story. I wanted to apologize.”

�śAnd if I hadn’t come? I almost didn’t, you know. It took a lot of convincing.”

�śShe knew my whole story and concerns, but it isn’t her job to make things right between her clients.”

The waitress brought their drinks. �śWould you like to order dinner?”

�śHunter?”

He released a sigh. �śI suppose we might as well. I don’t have a better offer tonight.”

Logan winced.

The waitress handed them menus. �śI’ll give you a few minutes to decide. Our kitchen closes at ten.”



***



Hunter’s agreement to stay for dinner encouraged Logan. If nothing else, he was sure they’d part friends after tonight. His off-hand remark about not having a better offer irritated him a little bit at first. The masochist side of him received a zing of pleasure over the potential challenge. He had to make Hunter see there was no better offer tonight, no matter what.

They each had a few more drinks over dinner. Logan thought things were going very well. In fact, the night was reminiscent of their first date. Can we start over? Hunter lived in Kansas City now. Not exactly convenient. Their work schedules would keep them apart, too. That was the nature of the beast.

When the waitress brought the bill, Hunter grabbed it. �śLet me buy dinner. It cost you a fortune to get me here and put me up.”

�śIs your hotel comfortable?” What he really wanted to know was, �ścan we wreck the bed?”

�śThe Moore House is very nice. Luxurious, I’d say. I’ve never stayed there before. It’s not on the company’s approved accommodations list, either.” Hunter drained the last of his Scotch. His pink tongue flickered into the glass, capturing a piece of half-melted ice. �śYou should see what you’re paying for.”

The thinly-veiled invitation perked up his libido. �śI should.”

Hunter signed the check receipt, and then tucked his copy in his breast pocket. �śLet’s get out of here.”

Jumpy nerves twisted Logan’s gut. What exactly does that mean? �śHow did you get here?”

�śI took a cab. Why?”

�śI can bring you back to the hotel if you’d like. Or we can go to a club or something.” Jesus, how high school did that sound? Maybe I should dig my toe into the dirt and stuff my hands in my pockets, too.

�śIt’s not that late. And since I can’t leave until two tomorrow afternoon, I can sleep in.” Hunter winked. �śCan you?”

I might as well play my cards. �śI took the day off. I didn’t know what to expect, so I wanted to have options.”

�śI like the sound of that. We always were good together.”

The heat in Hunter’s eyes made his cock twitch to life. �śLet’s get out of here.” When he stood, Hunter’s gaze settled on his crotch. Logan knew he could see a bulge there. �śFind something you’d like?”

�śDefinitely.”

Logan hoped his nonchalant demeanor looked convincing because inside he felt like a colt on a spring morning. He schooled himself to walk slower and wished his heart would stop racing like he’d run up a flight of stairs.

As they walked out, Hunter put his hand on the small of Logan’s back. And then let it slide down his ass. All so innocent to the casual observer, but that was Hunter’s signal he was interested in sex.

They stepped into the moonless night. Traffic on the nearby freeway broke the silence.

�śWhere are you parked?” Hunter sounded firm, in complete control of his emotions.

Logan pointed in the direction of his car. �śThere.”

Hunter looked around, and then grabbed his hand. �śThis way first.” Hunter led him to the back of the restaurant.

He had an idea of what was in store but still enjoyed the game. �śWhat are you looking for?”

�śBe quiet, and come with me if you know what’s good for you.”

He squeezed Hunter’s hand.

A six-foot-high, brick wall hid the restaurant’s huge dumpsters from casual view. As they came around the metal bins, a strong odor of barbeque sauce and onions made Logan wrinkle his nose. The back side of the wall created an alcove that abutted a grassy knoll. He couldn’t see what was on the other side of the hill. But it was dark, and secluded. Sorta. One of my favorite kinds of kink. Blood rushed to his cock, thickening it. He waited for Hunter to tell him what to do next. He didn’t have to wait long.

Their bodies thumped together when Hunter pulled him into his arms. His lips twisted against Logan’s, warm and moist.

Logan whispered, �śMay I?”

�śYes.”

Logan kissed him again and this time, ground his pelvis against Hunter’s. Their dicks were both hard as stone. He cupped Hunter’s balls.

�śTell me what you want.”

�śGet on your knees and suck me. You fucked up my love life this last year. Time for some retribution.”

�śGladly.” Hunter’s hand was on his head, pushing him down. Loose gravel on the concrete pad poked into his knees. The idea he might be ruining his expensive trousers occurred to him. But only for a second.

�śTake it out.”

Logan unzipped Hunter’s slacks, and reached through his fly for his dick. He pushed back the foreskin and rubbed the bulbous tip, covered in silky, clear ooze.

Hunter pulled Logan’s face to his cock, his tone authoritarian. �śSuck it now. Do a great job, and you’ll get yours later. Do it badly, and you’ll do it until you get it right.”

Not a novice in the blowjob department, Logan still relished the challenge. He wrapped his lips around the head, and then slowly moved the length deep into his throat.

Hunter grasped the sides of Logan’s head, directing the tempo.

Logan loved his musky taste, his pure male scent in his nostrils. He cupped Hunter’s sack and pulled down, each time with a little more intensity.

�śGoddamn, you do that well. Faster.”

Eager to please, he increased the tempo. With his tongue pressed flat and wide, he licked the length of Hunter’s shaft until he’d soaked all the sleek skin.

Hunter’s fingers curled in Logan’s hair. �śFuck, yeah, that’s it.” Ecstasy couched the whispered praise.

Inspired by his response, he shifted gears. Lubricated with pre-cum and spittle, he glided his hand swiftly up and down Hunter’s dick. He concentrated his oral efforts on the head of the penis. Logan hummed softly, letting the vibrations in his throat add to Hunter’s enjoyment.

�śThat’s�Śit.”

Logan pulled off and finished the job with his hand.

Hunter grunted three or four times as his ejaculate shot onto the concrete in milk-white ropes.

Logan tugged his balls, knowing that bit of pain added to Hunter’s pleasure when he came. He gave the softening dick one long, loving lick, and then stood up.

Hunter kissed him, moaning into Logan’s throat while their tongues tangled together.

The sound of a door opening on the other side of the brick wall made them stop. Logan opened his eyes, and broke from their kiss. Listening to the footsteps just a few feet away, he stepped back so Hunter could get his clothes back together.

Over the top of brick wall, a dumpster lid rose.

Smirking, Hunter zipped his pants before pulling him into another kiss.

Afterward, Logan chuckled under his breath. Nothing much had changed in the past year.

Hunter caressed Logan’s junk while speaking in a whisper. �śShould I do you here, or would you prefer to go back to my hotel?”

Both invitations thrilled him. He nibbled Hunter’s generous lower lip. �śLet’s go to your hotel. I want to get naked in your arms, stretch out next to you, and let you do all those things nobody else ever does.”

�śYou mean you don’t play the submissive to all your lovers?” Even in the darkness, surprise showed on his face.

He whispered his answer. �śOnly you.”





Chapter Four





Hunter’s warm hand on Logan’s thigh was a huge distraction during the short drive to Moore House.

He kept shifting in his seat. �śUnzip me, please. My dick is getting strangled.”

�śNot yet.”

�śEasy for you to say; you just came a whole quart.” He shot Hunter a look.

�śYou could just drop me off, too.”

He didn’t like Hunter’s snotty insinuation. �śNot tonight. Maybe tomorrow at the airport.” Logan gripped the wheel tighter, wishing his hard-on would soften.

As if he sensed Logan’s thoughts, Hunter slid his fingers back into the painful triangle between his thighs.

He raised his butt off the seat, causing the car to accelerate erratically. �śDon’t. It’s cruel, and I don’t need another ticket.”

Hunter laughed, deep and throaty. �śI’ll take care of you when we get to the hotel. Don’t worry.”

The turn-off for Moore House couldn’t have come soon enough. Logan pulled into a spot near the front entrance, and put the car in park.

�śI hope I can walk. Give me a minute, and I’ll get my bag out of the trunk.”

Hunter raised an eyebrow. �śQuite the Boy Scout today, aren’t you?”

Smiling, he shrugged. �śI was hoping for the best.”

�śSeems like you’re about to get it then.” Hunter opened the door and got out.

With a deep groan, he managed to get to his feet. He looked across the roof.

Hunter leaned against the car, grinning like he had a huge secret. �śAre you going to stand there all night?”

�śVery funny. I’m coming.”

�śI sure hope so.”



***



Hunter slid the electronic key across the scanner and opened his hotel room door. �śI must say, Eve has amazing taste. Wait until you see this place.”

Logan cleared his throat. �śDon’t forget I paid for it. I have an idea.” Still, when Hunter stepped aside, he couldn’t help being impressed. A large sitting room, complete with wet bar, a large, digital television monitor, and overstuffed furniture promised to be a comfortable place to while away an evening. From this vantage point, the hotel overlooked the edge of downtown Detroit. Tonight, the city lights glittered like a holiday display.

Hunter kicked off his shoes. �śFeel like sitting in the spa? I could fill it.”

Logan shook his head. He didn’t want to waste these precious hours getting pruny.

French doors separated the bedroom from the front area. Logan opened them. Lit candles flickered and scented the room with a slight citrus aroma. A bedside lamp had been turned low. Orchids lay on the king-sized pillows covered with golden linens.

Logan whistled appreciatively. �śMadame Eve thinks of everything. Anticipates everything.”

Hunter spoke in a soft voice. �śWould you like a drink?” He picked up a bottle of Glenlivet single-malt and showed it to him. �śIt’s your favorite Scotch.”

He rolled his eyes. �śAnd I’m taking whatever’s left home with me. That sucker cost over two-hundred dollars.”

�śShould I pour you one?”

Logan took the bottle, and put it back on the mini-bar. �śMaybe later. Right now, I want to concentrate on us.”

�śI’d like to clean up a little. Join me in the shower?”

�śI like the way you think.” Logan kicked off his shoes while placing his overnight bag on the settee.

�śLet me help you.” Hunter loosened Logan’s tie to slip it off.

He enjoyed every second of those warm fingers glancing off his skin as Hunter undressed him with unhurried precision, silently, almost reverently. One piece of clothing after the other joined the tie on top of his bag until he was naked.

Logan took his turn. He pushed Hunter’s jacket from his broad shoulders. He couldn’t resist kissing Hunter’s jaw line while he unbuttoned his shirt. He let the garment fall the floor. Eventually, the slacks and shorts did, too. His cock left a streak of silky fluid on Logan’s cheek when he knelt to remove Hunter’s socks.

Logan glanced up. �śSomeone’s eager.”

While gazing into Logan’s eyes, Hunter entwined their fingers. �śI’ve been trying to forget you all these months. Now you’re here�"we’re here.”

�śIt’s like the past year has been erased.”

Hunter snorted. �śI wouldn’t go that far, but I’d say we have some serious making up to do.”

Their hands still clasped, Logan drew him into a languid, sensual kiss. The crisp hairs on Hunter’s chest created a delicious friction against his skin. His libido hummed with growing intensity. He looked into Hunter’s dreamy eyes. �śWould you do it?”

�śIt?” He wore a quizzical expression. �śOh that!” Smiling, Hunter grasped his cock in one hand and Logan’s with the other. �śCome here.”

The tips of their penises met with firm pressure. Hunter slowly inched his foreskin over the tip of Logan’s cock until his skin covered both tips. Moving his fingers and adjusting his grip spread the lubricant oozing from their cocks inside the sexy sheathe.

Logan got even wetter. He closed his eyes, picturing their cocks swaddled in pre-cum inside Hunter’s foreskin. �śFuck, that feels good.”

�śI don’t do this very often. I’ve forgotten how much docking turns me on, too.”

Logan enjoyed the special treat for a little longer. �śLet’s take a shower. I don’t want to make you sore from all this tugging. We can get you back into regular practice in the future.”

Hunter released Logan’s cock and took a step back. �śWhat are you saying?”

Nothing like taking things a little too quickly. �śWe can talk later.”

Hunter studied him for a moment like he wanted to say something more.

Logan grasped his hand. �śCome on, we’re burning daylight.”

Soft sprays and pulsing streams of water came from the multiple showerheads. Steam, scented with Armani Diamonds shower gel, filled the large bathing area. Logan took his time washing Hunter, letting the suds run down his body and then following the path with his hands.

�śKeep that up, and I’m going to have to take you in the shower, Logan.”

His words made Logan’s cock jump. �śI was hoping you’d say that.”

�śTurn around. I know what an eager bottom you are.”

�śI can’t believe I’ve held on this long.”

Hunter ran his finger down Logan’s spine to the crease between his cheeks. �śI’m not going to make you wait any longer.”

Logan’s chest tingled with anticipation. �śShut off the water jet so I don’t drown.”

He cut off the stream coming from overhead.

Logan braced against the wall and spread his legs.

Hunter leaned forward and kissed the small of his back, trailing from one side to the other as he moved lower.

Logan’s skin pebbled from the warm breath on his ass. His brain screamed for Hunter to keep going. He swallowed a whimper.

�śDo you want this?” Hunter spread Logan’s cheeks and licked them.

�śYes.”

He licked closer to Logan’s hole. �śAnd this?” He tickled the puckered spot with the tip of his tongue.

Logan curled his fingers. If he hadn’t been soaking wet from the shower, he’d probably be sweating. �śYou know I do. Please.”

�śAsk nicely.” He probed the spot some more with his tongue.

�śPlease don’t stop. I want your tongue, your cock�"everything tonight.”

�śThat’s better.” Hunter stabbed the tight spot with his tongue several more times.

The sexy, oral tease made his knees buckle. Unable to wait a second longer, he glanced over his shoulder. �śYour cock. Come on�ŚI’ve been waiting�Ś.”

Hunter laughed, his warm breath glancing off Logan’s skin. �śI’d probably be apoplectic by now.” He spit against Logan’s hole.

Tremors of erotic anticipation coursed through him. Holding his breath, he waited for the warm pressure of Hunter’s dick. Ah, there it is.

Hunter spat again. �śComfortable?”

�śYes, go!” Gritting his teeth, he let out an extended moan when Hunter slid forward. �śSon of a bitch, that’s it. Fuck me, now. I’m not gonna last long.” His cock drooled each time Logan hit his sweet spot. His mounting orgasm made him tremble. He rotated his hips, grinding into his partner.

Hunter dug his fingers into Logan’s shoulder while bucking him for all his male worth. His breath left his body in huffs with each penetration. �śFeeling good?”

Logan’s anus pulsed. He’d reached the point of no return. He was going to come whether Hunter did or not.

�śDon’t let up. I’m there.” His voice sounded like gravel beneath car tires. He rested on his forearm against the wall and took matters in his own hand. Tightly gripping his cock, Logan jerked off at a furious pace. �śCome on motherfucker. Is that all you’ve got?” When he reached this level of arousal, it wouldn’t have mattered if Hunter answered. He wouldn’t have heard a word. His mind concocted vignettes showing the two of them fucking their brains out in this elaborate shower. His hand slid on his dick, well-oiled with his slick, personal lubricant. Heat built in his balls and spread forward into his shaft.

Hunter slammed his hips against Logan’s. The force of their joining made both of them grunt.

He wouldn’t have had it any other way.

�śI’m going to fill your sweet ass with cum. Is that what you want?”

�śYes.”

Hunter paused. �śNot loud enough.”

�śYes!” Logan almost screamed the word. His orgasm arrived with breathtaking force. The first stream of his cum hit the wall. He closed his eyes, ecstasy rolling through his lower body like a thunderstorm on the prairie.

�śThat’s it�Śthat’s it. Jesus, you feel so�Ś.”

Hunter gripped Logan’s ass so hard he almost yelped. Pain added another layer of sensation to the pulsing heat and release flooding Logan’s body. Tugging on his shaft, he milked the last vestiges of cum from his cock.

From behind, the first throb of Hunter’s dick inside him hit. �śThat’s it, Hunter. Do it. Fill me up.” Hunter’s grunts punctuated Logan’s words.

And then he lay over Logan’s back, breathing hard. His cock pushed its way out of Logan’s body with each pulsation.

Logan smiled, happy he’d given his lover such a workout. �śYou sound winded.”

�śThat was fucking amazing.”

Logan stood up and turned, facing him. �śYou were worth the wait.” He couldn’t hold back his grin or the excitement coursing through him.

Happiness glimmered in Hunter’s eyes. �śWhat happens now?”

�śMadame Eve cashed my check, so you’re stuck with me until tomorrow afternoon for sure.”

Seriousness traded places with joy on Hunter’s face. �śThat’s not what I mean, and you know it. I’ve always wondered what would have happened between us if Old Man Dohlan hadn’t walked in.”

Needing a moment, Logan turned the water on again before he answered. �śI live in Detroit. I’d like you to stay with me whenever you’re in town.” He searched Hunter’s eyes to gauge his feelings. When he didn’t reply, Logan wondered if he’d drawn the wrong conclusion. �śThat’s what you wanted to know, right? Whether I wanted to see you again?”

�śYes, I wanted to know that, of course I needed to know�Ś.”

Perplexed, Logan studied him. �śBut?”

Hunter turned off the faucets. �śI’m getting water-logged.”

�śThat’s not an answer.”

He walked out of the shower.

Logan followed, feeling more like a besotted fool with each step he took. Hunter gave him a large bath towel with an emerald MH embroidered on a corner. He dried his face, hoping to wipe off his embarrassment, too.

Hunter drew a deep breath. �śI’m never in Detroit. This isn’t my territory. I don’t know how this would work out long-distance.”

�śYou’re in Kansas City, right?”

�śYes.”

Logan wrapped the towel around his waist, and then tucked the end in. �śWe have an office there. I work with national accounts so I can relocate.” Seeing a this-is-moving-too-fast expression on Hunter’s face, he backed down. �śIf we planned some weekend meet-ups, and hooked up in different cities after business was over, we could find out if we really have something worth working on.”

�śI like you, Logan. A lot. Don’t get me wrong, but I also can’t risk throwing a bomb on my career again.”

He didn’t like the sound of that. �śAre you afraid people will find out about us? Don’t people know you’re gay?”

Hunter grabbed another towel and dried his chest and arms. �śSome do. I’m in a new job that I really need to hang on to. I can’t have the gossip start up again about what happened at PlasTeck.” His expression softened. �śI don’t want to be alone, and we used to get along so well. I’m only asking you to have more discretion this time.”

Logan smirked. �śI shouldn’t show up at a tradeshow and drag you into a can for a session? Is that what you’re saying?”

Smiling, Hunter wrapped the towel around his waist. �śYeah. Away from work and work associates, I don’t care if you throw me in the bushes in a public park.”

�śWell, we aren’t at work now, but I’m making another executive decision anyway.” Logan released Hunter’s towel, letting it pool around his feet. Then, he did the same to his own.

Laughing, Hunter smiled broadly. �śOh, yeah? And what would this little decree be?”

Logan pulled him into tight embrace and a tongue-twisting, torrid kiss, to let him feel his strengthening desire. Afterward, he wiped Hunter’s lip with the pad of his thumb.

�śMake love with me again. And again. When we can’t keep our eyes open or stand up any more, we’ll plan our first weekend together.”

The corner lifted on Hunter’s lips in a half-smile. He nodded. �śWhatever you say; you’re the boss�"at least this time.”





~ABOUT THE AUTHOR~





Margie Church writes erotic romance novels with a strong suspense element, in keeping with her moniker: Romance with SASS (Suspense Angst Seductive Sizzle). She has a degree in writing and editing and has been a professional writer, editor, and journalist for over 25 years. If you enjoy books you can't put down, read one of hers.

Margie lives in Minnesota, is married, and has two children. Some of her passions are music, flower gardening, biking, walking her dog on moonlit nights, nature, and making people laugh. She also writes children's books under the pen name, Margaret Rose.



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A Bid For Love by KT Grant



Anthony Conlin is a forty-one year old workaholic in love with his twenty-nine year old neighbor, Reece Whitmore, who looks like he belongs on the cover of GQ magazine. Anthony longs for Reece to the point of obsession, but doesn’t think he stands a chance because of their difference in age, his graying hair and a less than rock hard physique.

When Anthony’s friend, Jagger Castillo urges Anthony to try the matching services of 1Night Stand, Anthony still refuses because of his crush on Reece. But Jagger, along with the help of Madame Evangeline, the owner of the 1NS has something up their sleeves to make certain Anthony and Reece finally get together.

A charity auction sets the stage and rolls into motion a night Anthony and Reece will never forget.





Retreat Hell! She Just Got Here



She's one of the few�Ś

Jazz has been one of the guys for over a decade, serving her country with distinction, but she longs to explore her femininity, to be desired as a woman, to flirt, cavort and fulfill every sexual desire. When her mother of all people, signs her up for a 1Night Stand, she's not sure whether to be exhilarated or pissed. Flying to Las Vegas on the promise of a total escape, Jazz plans to be Jasmine for just one night, because tomorrow, she plans to re-up for another five years.

They're two of the proud�Ś

Logan Cavanaugh grew up across the street from his best friend and brother-in-arms, Zach Evans. Inseparable, the two have shared everything, including women, until the year before when an IED attack during combat injured both of them. Zach suffered a concussion, but Logan's injuries were far more extensive. After a year of physical therapy, he can walk, but he'll never run or love a woman again, or so he fears. He’s ready to accept his impotence, but Zach has other ideas. He hopes a 1Night Stand date with the perfect woman will heal Logan's confidence and masculinity.

They're all Marines�Ś

They’ll share each other, but will one night be enough?