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181 pages, Kindle Edition
First published July 14, 2009
Summary: The sight of the red door saves Colin Baxter in his dream, but very quickly a man appears and the dream becomes a thing of raw sexual need with a person Colin can’t identify. He just knows the man needs him, and Colin aches to find and heal his lover…even if the man doesn’t really exist.
Marek Donovan just wants to be left alone to lick his wounds and recover from a terrible loss. The rundown house in Fiji suits his minimal needs just fine. He doesn’t want to face the world again, and on a small, secluded island figures he’s safe from everyone and everything. Particularly guilt from his past.
Dreams of this nameless man and his house plague Colin for two years, but he’s come to care about his phantom lover so deeply he doesn’t want them to end. Then Colin visits Fiji and comes face-to-face with the house from his visions, prompting him to believe these dreams just might be his destiny.
Colin knocks on the door, determined to find answers.
Excerpt: Colin melted beneath Marek, and Marek sank all the way down into the solid presence beneath him, settling his weight over every square inch of hard, male body. It had been so long since he shared closeness with anyone that the fuel of aggression immediately pumped hot inside him, demanding he take charge and dominate. Right then, Colin sighed and trembled, reminding Marek of the vulnerability he'd so recently felt in the man he carried to his bed.
Marek pulled back from taking over Colin's mouth and brushed his lips across his jaw, cheek, and into his hair instead, ending at the man's ear. “Just relax.” He nipped the lobe and tugged. “Let me do everything.”
Colin only dug his fingers into Marek harder.
Kissing his way down Colin's neck, Marek felt the tension and stopped. “What is it?”
Colin exhaled, ruffling the hairs on top of Marek's head. “I'm not used to letting go.” His hands let up the grip on Marek's shoulders, though, and slid down to his biceps.
Marek smiled against Colin's shoulder, suppressing a chuckle. “I believe you.” He figured Colin's relentless pursuit for answers to his dreams was probably a good indicator for the rest of his personality. “Give it a go anyway.” He nudged his groin against the bulge already forming in Colin's sweats, biting down a moan of pleasure as his own cock stiffened even more in response. “I'll make it good.”
The man shook a little bit again but let his hands fall to the bed. “Okay.” He folded one leg up into a butterfly position and rolled his hips into Marek's crotch. “God.” A low noise rumbled through his whole body. “I want to feel you inside me again.”
Still pushing for a little bit of control. “I'll get there soon enough.” Marek bit Colin's collarbone and dragged his mouth across his skin, tasting once more. The smell of rain and the salty taste of spray from the ocean still lingered, infecting Marek's senses and tingling on his tongue. Closing his eyes, he let Colin's body warm his sensitized lips as he teased his way down the man's chest, licking, enjoying, and blindly searching for a nipple. His chin grazed against the tiny, hardened protrusion, and when it did, Colin inhaled at first touch. Oh yeah. Dipping down, Marek opened wide and latched onto the textured circle of skin, swirled his tongue over it, and took the whole area into his mouth. Marek suckled, and Colin bucked, jamming his lower body right up off the bed.
Colin tilted his head back into the pillow and tunneled his hands into Marek's hair, holding Marek down on his chest. “Mmm…” He rubbed his straining cock into Marek's stomach, burning his shape into Marek's skin. “More.” Colin guided Marek across the span of his chest until Marek's lips found and tugged on his other nipple. “Yeah…bite it.”
Growing more aroused with every verbal and physical command, Marek sank his teeth into Colin's chest and swiped the flat of his tongue across the man's flesh, all the while wondering if, when he finished, his teeth marks would linger. Marek bit again, telling himself he did it because Colin wanted it, but deep down he knew something primal in him craved evidence on this body tomorrow of what they did tonight.
“Oh fuck, that's good.” Colin moaned and pushed Marek's hand to his neglected nipple, closing Marek's fingers around him. “Keep going. Don't stop.”
My little director. The thought popped into Marek's head unbidden, scaring him with another layer of possession. There wasn't anything little about Colin, and Marek didn't have him, no matter the sex they were having and Colin's dreams.
With the unspoken betrayal between us, I never will.
Marek had started this seduction wanting to go slow, to give Colin something gentle to soothe his earlier upset. But fear of discovery ate at his conscience and did battle with every other piece of his mind and body that needed to be close to Colin, to absorb his heat and life. Marek ripped Colin's arms off him and pinned them to the bed. Where before he intended to linger, now Marek licked straight down the centerline of Colin's stomach to his sweatpants and shoved his face in the man's crotch, inhaling deeply, shooting him the rest of the way to a consuming desire to fuck.
I was a little leery of this book at first, but I ended up really enjoying it. The relationship between the two main characters is filled with tension, and they must each come to terms with each other and how they got to where they are in their life.
If I had a complaint, I would say that their issues are resolved a little too quickly and a bit too cleanly, I would have liked to have seen a bit more in the turmoil they faced.
That said, it is an excellent book, and I really enjoyed it.