After enduring a brutal assault, IRA explosive expert Seosamh O'Brien, fled his war-torn homeland for America. Now Joe Colson, he wears his scarred face like armor and keeps out the whole world, protecting the meager little life he's carved out for himself as an illegal immigrant in the Boston slums. But a night programmer with a face like an an angel and an elfin grin full of mischief gets past the armor and scars, and into the softer places of Joe's heart, before he quite realizes what is happening.
Sexy Attitude, Take One
Ryan rolled right over. He looked over his shoulder and smiled more. "Condoms are in the end table. Lube, too. Hope you're not allergic."
Joe could do nothing but stare at the perfect ass before him, tight and round, graced with a hot-pink lip print tattooed on the upper curve of the right cheek.
"Oh, boy..." Joe paused in looking for the end table and ran a worshipful hand over the sweetly rounded globes before him. He needed to kiss them, or bite them. He definitely needed to fuck that gorgeous ass, watch it part before his cock and take him all in.
"You like it?" Ryan wiggled his ass pertly, and Joe could not resist swatting it. He liked the light pink hand-print that showed next to the tattoo.
He bent in and kissed the tattoo, matching his lips to the print as closely as he could.
"That's the general idea. Because if you're going to fuck me, you might want to kiss me first."