Chris
and Andreas are opposites in character.
Both
fear the other wants to move on.
Can
being stranded on a mountainside resolve the doubt that is threatening to tear
them apart?
Opposites Attract by Lily G Blunt
Contemporary
M/M Erotic Romance
Length:
14 000 words
RELEASE DATE: 12th March
EXCERPT
WARNING: EXPLICIT CONTENT
“THAT’S
IT, babe. Look at me.” I raked my fingers through Andreas’s hair and yanked his
head back. Still leaning over the sink, he obediently stared at me in the
bathroom mirror. Our blue eyes connected, pupils fully dilated with arousal. He
loved it when I treated him rough like this. I tilted forward over his back and
nipped on Andreas’s ear lobe. “Keep your eyes on mine as I enter you,” I
purred, my breath long and moist against his heated skin.
Andreas,
as usual, complied. He loved eye contact when we made love. Pulling back
slightly, I stroked my cock along his crease, poised and erect, ready to push
into him. Lining up with his well-prepared hole, I returned my gaze to his and
eased in gently. With each inch, his eyes widened a fraction, his jaw dropped
lower, and he gasped louder.
I
kissed along his shoulder. “Oh yes, babe. You feel so good.”
His
eyes remained fixed on the mirror—on me—as I moved in and out of his warmth.
Deep, slow thrusts, accompanied by my slaps to the smooth, pale skin on his
ass, resulted in groans from deep within his chest.
“Yes,
harder, Chris.”
I
obeyed his wish, and made Andreas yelp with pleasure.
He
wrapped his hand around his cock and stroked fast. “Gonna come soon!”
Grunting
with each forceful push, I gripped his hair tighter, holding his head in place,
and squeezed his now pink rump. Two more thrusts and I came hard inside him,
moaning. My heart pounded against my ribcage, and waves of heated pleasure
ebbed through me.
“Oh
my God, I’m coming.” His voiced echoed around the small hotel bathroom.
I
grinned. What must the people in the next room be thinking?
Andreas
stood upright, his hand moving rapidly over his cock. He shot his load into the
sink and squirted over the marble surround. The third and fourth jets sprayed
up on the mirror and trickled down.
Despite
panting loudly, we managed to giggle. “Oh babe, you’re so hot when you come
like that.” I kissed his neck and eased out of him. “And being so noisy too—I
love it.”
I
dropped the condom into the bin and stepped into the bathtub. “Need to get a
move on.” I turned on the shower and soaped myself down.
Andreas
wiped the remaining lube off his crack, had a piss, and returned to the
bedroom, wiggling his ass at me on his way out. I grinned at the red marks
still evident on his naked butt.
I
dried myself down with one of the fluffy white towels, and then joined Andreas.
Now sporting a pair of shorts, he sat on the balcony with his feet perched on a
chair, a book in his lap. I loved him dearly, but he seemed to have his nose in
a book twenty-four seven these days. Every time I came home from work or back
from one of my sports clubs, he’d be there reading. Either that or engrossed in
his decoupage craft, or whatever his latest hobby was.
After
dressing in my cycling gear, I packed up my rucksack with the provisions I
needed for the day, and then went to join him on the balcony.
“Mmm…
looks like it’s going to be another warm day.” I looked out across the hotel
pool and gardens, to the mountainside beyond. The sky was clear and blue. Wispy
clouds drifted around the snow-covered peaks in the distance. Lush green grass
and woods filled the lower slopes near the resort. Cable cars, looking like
dots in the distance, moved slowly upward. Summer season in an Alpine resort
was my idea of heaven: outdoor physical activity, plenty of fresh air, and hot
sex when I returned to the hotel in the evening. Pity Andreas didn’t share my
passion—apart from the sex, that is.
Andreas
glanced up from his book. “You should have a nice day for exploring.” He
returned his gaze to the page, seemingly oblivious to the scenic view in front
of us. “Rain is forecast later this evening, but you should miss that.”
A
cool breeze blew around the damp hair at the base of my skull. “That’s good.
Can you put some sunscreen on the back of my neck, hun? It’s stinging a little
today.”
“Mmm…
sure. It looks a little red.” Andreas leaned over and grabbed the tube from the
patio table. He wiped the moisture from the back of my neck and applied the
cream thoroughly.
I
turned to face him, and he coated my face, neck, and the skin exposed above the
vee of my T-shirt. A sad look crossed his eyes.
I
stroked a wayward hair out of his sight. “You’ll be okay on your own?” I felt a
little guilty, but he could have come with me if he wanted.
In
the distance, cowbells chimed and a motorbike sped past the front of the hotel,
spoiling the early morning peace and quiet.
Andreas
sighed. “Yeah, I’ll be fine. Got plenty to keep me occupied here all day. I’m
used to keeping myself busy anyway.” His voice trailed off on the last
sentence.
“I’ll
see you later this afternoon, then.” I kissed him swiftly. “Have a good day.”
“Yeah,
you too. Make sure you grab some breakfast on your way.” Andreas pulled me in
for a hug. “Take care. Love you.”
“Love
you too. Later.” I scooped up my rucksack, checked for my phone in my pocket,
and marched out of the hotel room without a backward glance.
After
retrieving my mountain bike from the hotel’s bike park and buying a meat-filled
pastry from the local bakery, I cycled to the cable car station at the edge of
Saalbach. Pleased I’d made it before the manic tourist rush, I managed to grab
a gondola for myself with plenty of room for the bike.
I
took out the still-warm pastry from its wrapping and wolfed it down. Most
guests would be eating their breakfast in hotel dining rooms throughout the
resort, as would Andreas soon—alone. I liked getting out and about early to
avoid the crowds. Andreas preferred to take his time and stay in the hotel for
most of the day. Sometimes I thought he might be agoraphobic, but then he’d go
shopping for our food, and he’d spend time with the people in his craft and
book clubs. He wasn’t particularly fond of sports. Our friends always commented
on how different we were, personality-wise. Some even called him a wimp and a
sissy. I responded with my clichéd science statement of opposites
attract to shut them up. Andreas was perfect for me. We got along
well, hardly ever argued, and the sex was always hot and steamy. Yum!
Just like this morning’s session.
Spending
time apart doing our own thing only added to our closeness when we were
together. We didn’t get jealous or possessive, and didn’t push our interests
down each other’s throats. He was happy doing his own thing while I got on with
my adventurous pastimes. I’d never get him to paraglide or canoe, but then I
wouldn’t knit or weed the garden.
Andreas
was drop-dead gorgeous. People always asked if we were brothers, which I took
as a compliment. We had the same dark hair coloring, were of similar height,
and I was only more muscular because of all the physical activity I took part
in. My sexy Andreas managed to keep in good shape: he was in charge of the food
shopping and cooking in our house, and made sure we both ate healthily.
I
brushed the greasy pastry crumbs off my T-shirt and grinned, knowing he’d scold
me later when I told him what I’d eaten for breakfast.
The
cable car moved swiftly up the mountainside, giving fabulous views of Austria’s
Hinterglemm valley. I turned around and looked back toward the hotel and to the
mountains behind, where I’d spent the previous day exploring. I spotted the hut
where I’d stopped for lunch—a small speck of brown surrounded by shades of
green—and the winding tracks I’d followed on my way down. I wished Andreas
could share the fabulous views and enjoy the ride alongside me. I’d take photos
from the top for him, but that wouldn’t be the same as experiencing it for
himself.
As
the gondola approached the highest cable car station, I positioned my bike. As
soon as the doors opened, I shot out. I checked the time of the last returning
gondola, noting I had over seven hours to explore—plenty of time.
The
panoramic view from this height was breathtaking. I wheeled the bike with one
hand and stood on the viewing platform, taking photos with my phone. I selected
a selfie and sent it in a text to Andreas.
Spectacular
views. Wish you were here. Later. Xx
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OPPOSITES
ATTRACT
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OPPOSITES
ATTRACT by Lily G. Blunt ♥♥♥♥♥
Another
absolutely beautiful story! Both Chris and Andreas are such interesting
characters! This story was well written and suspenseful. I was on the edge of
my seat to see how this came out and really wanted more!
*****
I
loved this story. It began with Chris and Andreas, who are as different as
chalk and cheese. Chris is the sporty outdoor person, and Andreas comes across
as someone who is quiet and an introvert, together on holiday. Andreas thought
the holiday was so they could spend some time together, but Chris had decided
to book himself on excursions and continue his sporty outdoor pursuits, so this
meant Andreas was alone in the hotel room every day. This then gave Andreas
time to think about his relationship with Chris, and this in turn gave him very
grave doubts. Chris just assumed everything in their life was rosy, until
something happened to him, that made him take a good long look at his life and
how he treated Andreas, and he soon realised he could be in jeopardy of losing
Andreas forever…….. do they manage to be honest with each other, and talk
things out….. I’m not saying, but what I will say is that this is quite a hot
read.
*****
This
was just a fantastic book from the first short to the last short. I usually
don't give 5 Stars to anthologies on the grounds that I am reading a huge book
containing short stories, but this was different.
The
best news of this collection was that each one was so well written, I had no
cause for complaint.
*****
Lily
G. Blunt writes contemporary gay romance and erotica. She loves to explore the
relationship between two men and the intensity of their physical and emotional
attraction. Angst often features in her stories as she feels this demonstrates
the depth of the men’s feelings for each other. Lily is forever writing
imaginary scenes and plots in her head, but only a few ever make it to the
page—there never seems to be enough hours in the day despite having left the
teaching profession to concentrate on her writing!
Lily
discovered the wonderful world of m/m romance novels four years ago via fan
fiction and went on to write stories in her spare time. With the encouragement
of her friends and readers she decided to publish some of her work.
Lily
has several self-published stories available on Amazon. She is also published
with Torquere Press and Wayward Ink Publishing.
Easily
distracted from her writing, Lily makes videos using clips from gay-themed
movies and posts gorgeous pictures of men kissing or making out on her tumblr
and Facebook pages. Lily is also an avid supporter of GLBTQ rights and
advocates equality for all.
Lily
lives in central England with her rather bemused husband, two twenty-something
children, and a ‘mad as a bag of frogs’ Shetland Sheepdog.
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