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Tending to Rose (Rose and Thorne 2)

Author(s): Sean Michael

Rose and Thorne are back, taking their relationship to the next level, even if Rose thinks Thorne's a little crazy for the lifestyle he wants to lead.
 

As Rose gears up for competitive bodybuilding, Thorne worries about what Rose is doing to his body. When Rose passes out after the competition, Thorne knows he's right to worry and he's determined to make sure Rose never does anything like it again.
 

Rose wants to contribute, though, especially when he finds out Thorne wants to open his own tattoo and piercing parlor. Can Thorne convince his lover that Rose is worth more to him than any purse Rose could win, and that what they do in the bedroom is not only not weird, but nobody's business but their own?
 


Praise for Tending to Rose

"...a sweet and sexy story that I liked very much. Mr. Michael’s is a master storyteller and in my opinion, and in particular writes the D/s relationship extremely well."

-- 4.5 Kisses from Gabbi, Top 2 Bottom Reviews

Excerpt


Rose and Thorne 2: Tending to Rose
Sean Michael
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Copyright ©2013 Sean Michael

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Three days to competition.

Rosie looked at the boiled egg in the plastic sack that was his calorie load for the day. The week before competition was hell -- no calories, just weights and sleep and sweat. Still, he'd measured out at three percent body fat this morning, so he was in the zone.

He grabbed the egg, trying to convince himself to eat it.

The doorbell rang.

Twice.

He put the egg down, sighed, and padded across the apartment, sure it was Jim or Marty from next door. They were competing at the same event, sympathizing. "What's up?"

"Mmm. I'd have to say 'me,' now that I've seen you." Thorne stood there, looking unbelievably hot in tight jeans and a sleeveless T-shirt. It showed off his tattoos.

"Mmm. Hey, man. Come on in. How's it going?" He hadn't seen Thorne in a couple of weeks, with his workout schedule and Thorne's appointments.

"Good, aside from the fact that I haven't seen you in a month of Sundays." Thorne came in, his walk pure sex.

"Been busy." Like dying busy.

"Too busy even for me?" Thorne stopped right in front of him, looking up at him.

"That's an unfair question, man. We've both been working hard." He leaned down for a kiss.

Instead of replying, Thorne deepened the kiss, making Rose want to just forget everything but kissing this man. He groaned, dizzy with need, heart racing. Thorne moaned in reply, pushing him against the wall and pressing hard against him. Hungry. Thorne was hungry.

Rosie held on, the room spinning a little. Thorne climbed him like he was a jungle gym. He strained, holding Thorne's weight, his own weight. Thorne's hands wandered over his chest and shoulders. Rose's heart was pounding hard, thrumming in his chest like a butterfly.

Thorne's hand settled over it. "I can feel your heartbeat."

"Yeah." His body was running on its last reserves.

Thorne drew back slightly. "Rosie."

"What, love?" He took Thorne's lips again.

"Are you okay? Your heart is beating so fast."

"Just probably need to eat my snack. I'm trying to get cut."

"To get cut? Rosie, you're amazingly cut." Thorne's hand dragged down along his chest. "Amazingly."

"Thanks, but that's not how it works in competition, Thorne." The week before competition was grueling.

"So tell me." Thorne kissed him, then visibly forced himself to stop. "After you've eaten."

"Sure. You want some water?" He walked Thorne over, sat him on the sofa.

"Sure." He could feel Thorne's eyes on him.

He went to the little kitchenette, popped his egg in his mouth, and grabbed two bottles of water as he chewed.

"So what are we snacking on today?"

"I had an egg. You want one?" He handed the water over.

"An egg?" Thorne grinned. "That's a snack?"

"That's supper."

Thorne just looked at him like he was crazy. Rose drank his water, washing the egg down.

"If that was supper, what was lunch? A piece of bacon?"

He shook his head. "My dose of HCG, man."

"What's a dose of HCG?"

"Human growth hormone. It helps you pump up."

"Human growth hormone... and for breakfast?"

"An egg." Tomorrow he'd have one egg. Then he'd carb load before the event, then start fasting.

"Rosie! You're starving yourself and shooting yourself up with hormones?"

"I have to win this, man. You don't get it."

"Then tell me." Thorne patted the couch next to him.

Rosie sat. Sighed. "This is how we do it. No eating tomorrow. Pasta the next day, then nothing but salt for twenty-four hours. Competition day, you drink a couple of glasses of wine so the veins pop out."

Thorne looked horrified. "That can't be good for you."

"Of course it's not good for me." This was about winning, not about health.

"Then why are you doing it?"

"It's an eight-thousand-dollar purse." He needed that cash. It would tide him over for a while.

"There are better ways to make money." Thorne said it softly, one hand on his arm.

"Yeah, well, this is what I'm good at." His eyelids were so heavy.

Thorne straddled Rose's thighs and cupped his face, met his gaze. "You're good at more than just that."

He chuckled. "Yes, but getting paid for that would piss you off."

Thorne chuckled. "You're good at more than just that, too." Rolling their hips together, Thorne gave him a long kiss. "Though, I think you're the best at that."

He moaned, his cock trying to respond. That was the worst about the shots -- they made things less... solid down there.

Thorne pulled out of the kiss to whisper. "I don't like it, Rosie. I don't like you doing this to yourself." Then Thorne kissed him again, stealing his breath.

His heart started pounding again, hard and fast enough to make him gasp. Moaning, Thorne took another kiss, fingers moving to flick at Rose's nipples. He arched, groaned low. Each kiss was followed by another, and another. He pushed into the couch, arching back.

"I'm not working for the next two days." Thorne grinned at him.

"No? I'll do my sets at the gym, that's it."

"Gee, two whole days together. Whatever will we do?"

Rose chuckled. "Sleep?"

"I'm sure we'll manage an hour or two of that."

"I'm sure." He cupped Thorne's jaw, bringing their lips together again.

He felt Thorne's smile against his lips, then it was all passion and the business of kissing. He held on, the room spinning around them...

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ISBN (Print):
ISBN (Electronic): 06336-02036
Genre: Erotic Romance
Date Published: 08/07/2013
Publisher: Changeling Press

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