Find out how it all began for Peter and Christian.
Before Toby met Damon, Peter and Christian found each other on the internet.
Still in the army, Christian was inexperienced in not only BDSM, but sex altogether. Still, he has yearnings and furtively explores them in online chatrooms.
Luckily for Christian, seasoned Dom Peter recognizes Christian’s lack of experience and a kindred spirit in the man, and they take their conversations to text messages and Skype calls.
After Christian’s last deployment and only a few months before his discharge, he takes leave and visits Peter so the two men can see if they are as compatible in person as they seem to be online.
This is the beginning of a beautiful relationship.
General Release Date: 7th June 2016
Peter lounged against a column in the airport, near the doors where the arrivals spilled out. He was going for casual, although he was anything but. Christian, the man he’d been having a relationship with via email, text and Skype, was on leave and coming for a visit. It wasn’t something that happened every day. Or ever, in Peter’s experience.
Ten days. Ten whole days where they didn’t have to talk in code. Ten days where they didn’t have to be furtive, or steal quick moments to say what they really meant. Ten days to see if Christian really was the sub Peter believed him to be. Ten days to revel in that sexy, untried body and blow Christian’s mind. Among other things. Peter grinned to himself.
He took a breath, calming the nerves in his belly. It was nine parts excitement and one part nervousness. He was totally looking forward to finally meeting Christian in person and seeing if they were as compatible as they seemed. The nervousness was mostly worry—what if Christian changed his mind? What if he chickened out? Peter shook his head. That last one was not going to happen. To chicken out would go against everything Christian saw as important. That much Peter knew about the man.
He glanced at his watch. Christian’s flight had landed nearly fifteen minutes ago. Even allowing time for the plane to taxi from the runway to the gate, Christian should be coming along soon. Peter focused back on the people streaming from the doors. He found himself admiring a huge, broad-shouldered man, eyes dragging over the tiny tight hips encased in paper-thin jeans, the obviously ridged six-pack under a simple white T-shirt. If he wasn’t waiting for someone, he could tap that, no question.
His gaze dragged back up to the stud’s face and his eyes widened in delighted surprise. It was Christian. He’d only ever seen Christian’s face and shoulders via Skype, never this delicious body. Smiling widely, he straightened from the column and offered a brief wave as he slowly made his way forward.
Christian nodded once, cheeks going the barest bit pink as he gave Peter a once-over. Peter walked slowly toward Christian, letting the guy look his fill. He knew those cheeks were going to go much darker when he gave Christian a big hug. He would refrain from the hello kiss he’d been planning, though, not so much because it would be pushing Christian’s boundaries, than because he wasn’t sure he’d be able to stop all that easily once he started. Online, Christian had called to him, Peter’s instincts shouting at him that he was just what Christian needed and vice versa. In person, that call was a thousand times stronger and his entire body was on high alert, ready to jump Christian’s bones.
Christian held out hand out as Peter got closer. “Mr. Titus, I’m Sergeant Bradshaw. It’s nice to meet you.”
Peter shook his head, ducked the hand and went in for the hug, wrapping his arms around Christian and holding on tight for a moment. Christian stilled like a startled dog, then relaxed into the embrace. It was more than Peter had expected, and he patted Christian’s back gently before stepping away. “I think we’re on a first name basis by now, don’t you, Christian?”
“I suppose we probably are, sir. Habit, I guess.”
More nerves than habit, was Pete’s guess, but he understood.
“Well, Peter or ‘Sir’ will do, okay?” He started moving them forward, the baggage claim and parking area in the same general direction. “Do you have any checked bags?”
“No, sir. I travel light, as a rule.”
Peter knew the ‘sir’ was more what Christian was used to than a sub addressing his Dom, but the word still felt right, felt good to hear, and it made him smile. “We’ll go right to the car, then. I know they don’t feed you on planes anymore. Did you want to stop somewhere for a bite?” He was very proud of himself, for making the offer instead of simply taking Christian home and slamming him up against the nearest wall. The anticipation would serve to make everything sweeter, anyway.
“I could eat, absolutely, and before you ask, I’m a soldier. I eat anything.”
“Yes, but you’re a soldier who’s been deployed a long time. No Middle Eastern food?” he asked. He could imagine that Christian might be craving good old American meals.
Christian snorted, but the sound wasn’t mean at all. “How about a burger?”
“That sounds totally doable. There’s a burger joint just a few minutes from the airport. We can stop there.” And World of Burgers didn’t sell much more than burgers, but they did them in a huge variety of ways, from choice on buns and meat to any topping combination you could dream up. Peter had seen some of the weirdest things on burgers thanks to them.
“Works for me.” Christian looked around, eyes searching constantly.
Bestselling author Sean Michael is a maple-leaf-loving Canadian who spends hours hiding out in used book stores. With far more ideas than time, Sean keeps several documents open at all times. From romance to fantasy, paranormal and sci-fi, Sean is limited only by the need for sleep—and the periodic Beaver Tail.
Sean fantasizes about one day retiring on a secluded island populated entirely by horseshoe crabs after inventing a brain-to-computer dictation system. Until then, Sean will continue to write the old-fashioned way.
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