Excerpt: South of the Border

South of the Border

Laura Baumbach

An Authorized Excerpt

Just the sound of the Spaniard's voice made Gabriel's cock swell and his spine tingle, like it had the first time he heard it two years ago.

"I'm not that tired." Gabriel wrapped his legs around Antonio's nude body and hissed at the pleasurable sensation of the hot water swirling around their touching cocks. "Don't think I've ever been that tired." He mumbled the word into Antonio's mouth before darting his tongue down the man's throat.

Grabbing a handful of soft dark hair, Antonio forced Gabriel's head back and down, taking control of the ardent kiss. His thickly muscled arms pulled Gabriel farther off the seat drawing the smaller man's hips forward until they barely rested on the hard surface of the hot tub.

Clamping Gabriel's writhing, clutching body hard against his chest without releasing his hold on Gabriel's hair, Antonio slid one hand under the water, down a firm butt cheek and along the crease that divided his lover's fine ass. His fingers unerringly found the opening to Gabriel's body and he probed and stroked the fluttering muscle, delighting in the low moans of arousal it caused in the other man. Resting the tip of one thick finger just inside Gabriel's ass, Antonio pulled Gabriel back from the kiss by his hair.

Gabriel groaned in frustration and humped his groin into Antonio's, grinding their cocks together. The heated swirling of the hot tub's scented water sent a burst of tropical aroma into the air, and the added motion teased at the undersides of their swollen cocks. Gabriel panted and licked his swollen lips.

Sensing the heat of Antonio's face only inches from his, he located the man's mouth by the sound of Antonio's lightly gasped breaths. Surging forward, Gabriel licked the sweat off the man's top lip, savoring the salty/coconut flavor that was Antonio's alone.

"I want you to fuck me," Gabriel grunted and pulled at the other man's lower lip with his teeth, leaving it red and swollen.

"You are always in a hurry, querido." Antonio's talented hand kneaded the scalp under its palm soothingly, his lips laying a path of tiny kisses up Gabriel's arched neck. He interspersed the kisses with an occasional sharp nip, nuzzling his nose into the long, baby fine hair in his hand. "I may not be ready quite yet."