Building Heat

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Building Heat

Things are about to get very hot in an apartment building in Manhattanâ€™s Upper West Side.

12C- Avery McKannery is one of New York Cityâ€™s most powerful and ruthless lawyers. Professionally, heâ€™s unstoppable and intimidating, destroying everyone in his path. Privately, Avery has issues. Serious issues. And absolutely no personal life beyond silently lusting after the guy next door.

12B- Mason Whitfield has an impressive career in publishing, wrote an incredible book that no oneâ€™s read and lives for music. After a humiliating and devastating breakup, heâ€™s avoided dating. Secretly, heâ€™s been casually stalking the ridiculously hot lawyer in 12C.

Mason whistled as he skipped up the steps and nodded to the doorman as he entered the lobby. He saw the elevator doors closing and for some reason, he ran for them instead of waiting two minutes for the elevator to return. He grabbed one of the doors and pushed just before they closed and they slid open. Mason smiled as he stepped forward and froze when his eyes met 12Câ€™s. Mason stepped forward and 12C remained still as the doors closed behind Mason, instead of stepping back and giving him room. Once again, they were chest to chest, Masonâ€™s t-shirt brushed against the buttons of 12Câ€™s shirt as he inhaled and Mason let his head fall to the side as he searched 12Câ€™s eyes. Mason saw 12Câ€™s eyes flick to his lips and they were plunged into heat as the elevator went up.
There was a groan, Mason wasn't sure who started it but it passed through both of them as his hands closed around 12Câ€™s face and their lips collided. Mason felt his body moving forward, backing 12C against the wall as his tongue traced 12Câ€™s lower lip. 12C gasped and his hands clutched at Masonâ€™s shirt, pulling him closer. Masonâ€™s tongue surged into 12Câ€™s mouth and twirled around his tongue. Mason moaned as he tasted cherries and beer, his tongue swept deep and greedy into 12Câ€™s mouth, searching for more. 12Câ€™s hand burned through Masonâ€™s clothes as it slid down his back. Masonâ€™s eyes flared as he felt 12Câ€™s hand close around his ass and pull him hard against his very large erection. Mason growled in approval as he rocked his hips against 12C. He felt 12Câ€™s other hand slide into his hair as their hearts pounded savagely against each otherâ€™s chests. Mason let his fingertips glide down 12Câ€™s neck and chest before he fisted his hands in 12Câ€™s shirt as he angled his head and sucked on 12Câ€™s tongue.
The bing of the elevator had their heads snapping up as the doors slid open. Stunned and breathless, Mason stepped back and looked around. What just happened? Mason blinked as he looked back at 12C. There was no help there as Mason met 12Câ€™s glazed expression. They both moved silently into the hall and turned toward their doors. Autopilot kicked in and they walked side by side until Mason reached his door and pulled his keys from his pocket. He fumbled at the lock as 12C continued on to his door. Once he was in his apartment, Mason looked around, disoriented and painfully aroused.
â€œWhat the hell was that?â€ Mason whispered as he pressed his hand to his chest, trying to get his breathing to settle. His brows pulled together as he looked in the direction of 12C. â€œWhy am I here and not over there?â€ He asked as he tried to string his thoughts together and make something coherent happen.
There was no doubting 12Câ€™s interest after that. "Go over there!" Masonâ€™s brain and throbbing cock urged. He nodded as he looked down at his clothes. Zeppelin t-shirt, jeans and leather flip flops. He wasnâ€™t sure if he should change before he went over. What was the appropriate attire for this sort of situation? It wasnâ€™t a date but he wasnâ€™t going over to borrow a cup of sugar. A goofy grin spread across Masonâ€™s mouth. Sugar. His grandmother would have made a wonderful joke out of that. 12C was sweet. Mason licked his lips, he could still taste him. "If you start overthinking this, you wonâ€™t go".

Country	USA
Author	K. Sterling
Binding	Kindle Edition
Format	Kindle eBook
IsAdultProduct
Label	Bawdy Books
Manufacturer	Bawdy Books
NumberOfPages	176
PublicationDate	2015-04-02
Publisher	Bawdy Books
ReleaseDate	2015-04-02
Studio	Bawdy Books

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