Hottest Heat Wave
GENRE Gay • Multi-Author Anthology • Erotic Romance
ISBN 9781634861663
PUBLISHER JMS Books LLC
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JMS Books brought you hot tales of summer love in their popular Heat Wave series in the form of first crushes, fleeting affairs, and longtime romances that bubbled over into hot flashes with the soaring heat. In the Hottest Heat Wave anthology, which combines the six best-selling titles in the series, gay men are driven to distraction by the heat and each other, seeking solace anyway they can.
With stories by Drew Hunt, J.D. Walker, J.M. Snyder, Jeff Adams, Terry O'Reilly, and Michael P. Thomas, this sizzling anthology of M/M romance and erotic romance will have your temperature through the roof all summer long!
Contains the stories
* Heat Wave: Newark by Drew Hunt
* Heat Wave: Stone Mountain by J.D. Walker
* Heat Wave: Richmond by J.M. Snyder
* Heat Wave: Tuscaloosa by Jeff Adams
* Heat Wave: Traverse City by Terry O'Reilly
* Heat Wave: Colorado Springs by Michael P. Thomas
EXCERPT FROM "Heat Wave: Newark"
“What?” Ben asked when Aaron pushed Ben's shower cubicle door open just before Ben closed it.
Aaron grinned. No way was he showering alone, not when shortly there'd be a naked and wet trucker nearby for the perving on. Aaron was about to say as much when he remembered his promise to go softly with the gentle bear. Putting on what he hoped was an embarrassed expression, he said, “Don't want to shower by myself, not with all these rough-looking trucker-types about.” Aaron hoped the statement would bring out Ben's seemingly in-born protective instincts.
Ben rolled his eyes but opened the door wider to admit Aaron. Okay, Ben might not have believed him, but it got him what he wanted, so all was good.
“My big strong protector,” Aaron said, standing on tiptoe to peck Ben on the lips.
Ben took a step back and Aaron took a step forward. This was repeated once more. They were in a small cubicle and Ben soon ran out of room to escape.
“Relax, Big Ben,” Aaron whispered, running his hands down Ben's chest. “No one can see us in here.” Aaron's hands moved up to caress Ben's wide shoulders.
Ben shook his head. “You're incorrigible.”
“Don't need any encouragement to touch you. Come on, get this sexy shirt off so I can see the sexy body underneath.”
“Not sexy,” Ben whispered, removing Aaron's hands from the front of his shirt. “And not so loud. Folks might not be able to see, but they can still hear.”
Aaron made a zipping motion across his lips but almost immediately broke his promise by letting out a low moan of admiration when he started to unbutton Ben's shirt to reveal a rug of curly brown hair. “So soft,” he said, running his fingertips through Ben's chest hair.
“I'm a freak.”
Aaron put a finger to Ben's lips. “No talking, remember?” Plus Aaron couldn't disagree more about Ben being a freak. “Now for your lower half.”
Aaron was something of an expert at getting into men's trousers. He was on his knees, had Ben's belt buckle released, waistband unbuttoned, and fly unzipped within a couple of seconds. He may not have beaten his personal record, but his actions were fast enough that he had his hand on the prize before Ben could tell him to stop.
“You are a big boy,” Aaron whispered before kissing the partially exposed head of Ben's dick.
