Peter’s holiday fling isn’t supposed to mean anything. The only trouble is, he may have found the love of his life.
A quick in and out and onto the next adventure, has always been Peter’s way. When the Irish traveller meets Connor, an American waiter, holiday sex turns into romance. How is Peter going to walk away at the end of the week? Is it even possible to have a relationship when the two of you are in different countries?
Series: The Price Of Love
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It took him couple of tries to untangle from his playmate. Peter straightened his clothes, tucking a rumpled shirt back into his jeans, and securing his cock once more. Wanting to get out fast, he seldom fully undressed. He never liked to hang around. Afterwards always felt so awkward, he never knew what to say. Having a bloke, by whatever means, killed his interest.
“You didn’t seem the type to stay,” the waiter said, with a wry smile.
Peter didn’t make it out of the bed. He was used to guys who were glad to see him go, and guys who had thought wrongly that a casual pick-up meant something. Not this. “I come and I go,” he said with a laugh. “Never promised anything.”
“I know. I’m not expecting anything, but I thought I’d offer.” There was such softness in the other man’s eyes. Peter had never seen anything like it before. “What are you offering?”
“Oh, pretty much anything. To hold you for a while before you leave, to kiss you, fuck you, let you fuck me... make you a coffee, listen to your stories. Whatever you want.”
On the word ‘fuck’ his cock leapt to attention again. The idea of sinking into that hot looking arse tempted him. The idea of tenderness made him feel itchy. He’d never gone in for that sort of thing. Without waiting for his reply, the other guy shuffled across the bed and slipped his arm around Peter’s waist. Through his shirt, he felt the warmth of another’s body, and a peculiar calm settled on him. All the usual, tight, post-sex discomfort melted away. It was a weird feeling. Nice, almost. Unfamiliar.
“I could see you needed something else,” the mellow voice said into his ear. “I just wasn’t sure what.”
Peter wanted to protest that he didn’t need anything, expect maybe a leak, and to head back to his accommodation. The words never made it past his lips. Instead he sat there, letting his conquest hold him.
English author Bryn Colvin has a lot of first-hand experience when it comes to long distance relationships. This has made her very conscious of the huge and unfair disadvantage gay couples are at when it comes to things like moving to marry. Only when the right to gay marriage is recognized internationally, will that issue be resolved.
When Bryn isn’t writing, she spends a lot of time outdoors, drinks too much coffee, reads a lot of books and thinks too much. You can find her at www.brynneth.org.uk