All Chapters of Nailed: Men In Heat: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

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Too Close For Comfort - 3

Chapter ThreeThe First Kiss Wasn’t EnoughLucas woke up to the worst possible scenario.Ethan’s thigh draped over his leg, his arm lazily wrapped around Lucas’s waist, and the sticky reminder of what they’d done dried between them.Fuck.Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.Lucas closed his eyes. Maybe if he stayed still, the earth would crack open and swallow him whole. That would be preferable to facing the reality of what had happened.He had dry-humped his roommate until they both came in their sweatpants like two desperate teenagers at a high school makeout party. Scratch that—Ethan had ground him into the mattress with the finesse of someone who knew exactly what he was doing.Lucas was not okay.He turned his head slowly.Ethan looked peaceful. Disgustingly so. His lashes were too long, his hair a chaotic mess against the pillow, and his mouth—still slightly parted—looked like it had no business being on another man’s throat, and yet…Lucas could still feel those kisses. His skin was marked with

Last Updated : 2025-07-26

Too Close For Comfort - 4

Chapter FourThe Breaking PointLucas couldn’t think.Couldn’t breathe.Couldn’t move—because if he did, he might throw himself right back onto Ethan and let it happen all over again.His back was still against the hallway wall, his pants halfway up his thighs, the ghost of Ethan’s mouth still hot and wet on his cock.His knees weren’t working. Neither was his brain.Ethan, on the other hand, looked infuriatingly composed. His jaw was glistening, his lips still slick from swallowing Lucas whole, and his expression was unreadable—calm, maybe even a little amused.Lucas pulled his pants up slowly, carefully, like moving too fast would unravel him completely.“What the hell was that?” he asked, voice low, strained.Ethan tilted his head. “A blowjob, counselor. Pretty sure it’s legal.”Lucas shot him a glare, but his body still trembled, betraying him with every breath. “You knew exactly what you were doing.”Ethan shrugged. “Yeah. That was kind of the point.”“You ambushed me.”“Bullshit

Last Updated : 2025-07-26

Too Close For Comfort - 5

Chapter Five You’re Not Ready for MeThe silence after Ethan’s words was worse than any storm. Lucas lay there, shirt halfway undone, breath ragged, flushed and twitching with need—and Ethan had the audacity to back off now?Lucas didn’t know what part of him wanted to scream more—his pride or his cock.“I’m not ready?” Lucas echoed, blinking, trying to suppress the sting of rejection. “You’ve had your tongue down my throat and your hand on my—”“I know exactly what I’ve done.” Ethan’s voice was low. Not soft. Not kind. Warning. “And I know exactly what I want to do next. Which is exactly why I stopped.”Lucas sat up, furious, embarrassed, turned on beyond all logic. His shirt hung open, belt unbuckled, jeans pushed halfway down his hips, exposing the thick bulge of his briefs. His entire body was screaming for Ethan.“And what the hell is that supposed to mean?” he snapped.Ethan leaned back on his elbow, gaze fixed on him like Lucas was some kind of decadent sin waiting to be devou

Last Updated : 2025-07-27

Too Close For Comfort - 6

Chapter Six You’ll Beg For ItLucas didn’t sleep.Not really.He tried. He turned his back to Ethan’s side of the bed, folded the pillow over his head, and forced himself to count the number of bricks on the peeling wall like some kind of masochist’s meditation. But none of it worked. Because no matter how hard he tried to block everything out, Ethan’s voice—Ethan’s breath—was right there. In the dark. In his ear. On his skin.Worse, so was the memory of Ethan’s mouth.His hands on me. His fingers between my thighs. His tongue—Lucas shot up, panting.A cold sweat clung to his skin, and the ache between his legs was unbearable. His boxers were soaked. He didn’t even realize he’d been grinding into the mattress until his hips stuttered and stopped with a frustrated growl.This couldn’t go on. He remembered what had happened earlier when someone had gotten into the apartment and the shock when he’d realized Ethan had a roommate before he left.He threw the covers off and climbed out of

Last Updated : 2025-07-27

Too Close For Comfort - 7

Chapter SevenMineLucas didn’t move. Not until Ethan leaned down and pressed his mouth against his.The kiss started soft—testing. Just lips, warm and firm. But then Lucas’s hand slid into Ethan’s hair, tugging, and Ethan groaned into his mouth, parting his lips wider. Tongues tangled. Their mouths met again, rougher this time, urgent. Lucas moaned as Ethan climbed onto the bed, straddling him, pressing their bodies flush.Their skin burned where it touched. Ethan’s bare thighs caged Lucas in, and Lucas’s hands ran up the strong lines of his back, desperate to feel more. His cock was already stiffening beneath his shorts, brushing against the unmistakable hardness pressing down from Ethan’s boxers.Ethan kissed him breathless before pulling back to look down at him. “Tell me to stop now,” he said, voice hoarse. “Because if we keep going, I’m not going to want to stop.”Lucas didn’t hesitate. “Don’t stop.”Ethan’s mouth crashed down on his again.They kissed like they were starving—bi

Last Updated : 2025-08-03

Pinned and Plated

PREMISE:When Emery Bennett, a ruthless, famed food critic known for destroying careers with a pen stroke, dines at Drake Neri’s exclusive underground restaurant, he expects mediocrity and drama.What he doesn’t expect is a filthy, growling chef with a filthy mouth—and an even filthier appetite.Drake won’t beg for approval. But he will feed Emery until he moans for more.One bad review could ruin Drake forever.One night together might ruin them both.Chapter One The Man Who Eats AloneThe hum of soft jazz floated in the air like heat rising off a simmering skillet. Candles flickered low in shadowed sconces. The restaurant had no name on the door. No phone number. No website. Just coordinates whispered between mouths that knew better than to speak too loudly.It was called Neri—but only among those who’d earned the right to say it.Emery Bennett leaned back in his chair, crossing one leg over the other, letting his polished boot glint in the warm amber light. The dining room was hus

Last Updated : 2025-08-06

Pinned and Plated - 2

Chapter TwoThe Kitchen Is Closed—You’re NotDrake’s mouth was still wet from him.Emery could taste himself in the kiss when the chef pressed him back against the walk-in cooler and kissed him hard—hungry, unapologetic, tongue sweeping deep like he needed to mark the moment.Like he wanted to own it.Emery shoved him back, breath ragged. “Is this how you win over your critics?”Drake’s laugh was low, chest-deep, like smoke in a dark room. “I don’t want to win you.”He stepped forward again, slow and towering. “I want to ruin you.”Emery didn’t flinch.“Then put your mouth where your money is,” he said.Drake’s nostrils flared. His eyes darkened.Then he grabbed him.—The stainless steel prep table was cool against Emery’s front as Drake bent him forward over it, one strong hand splayed between his shoulder blades, pinning him in place. The other hand yanked at his belt again, this time dragging his slacks down around his thighs.“Fuck,” Emery hissed as the air hit him. “You’re not w

Last Updated : 2025-08-06

Pinned and Plated - 3

Chapter ThreeA Review That BitesThe review went live at noon.By 12:02, Drake had already read it twice.By 12:05, he’d thrown his phone against the wall.Not because it was bad.But because it was… worse.—The Palate – “Neri: A Study in Arrogance and Obsession”By Emery Bennett‘Drake Neri cooks like he probably fucks—without manners, without mercy, and with a mouth made for sin. His food is decadent, overwhelming, and utterly ruthless. Like the man himself.The underground chef might not crave stars, but the bastard still hungers for control. He serves you what he pleases and dares you to choke on it.And you will.You’ll choke, you’ll moan, and you’ll come crawling back for more.Neri is not a restaurant—it’s a reckoning. And if you’re lucky enough to survive it, you’ll still feel the aftertaste for days.’Drake ran a hand through his hair and stared at the cracked phone screen.He should’ve known.Of course Emery hadn’t written a review.He’d written a fucking erotic confession

Last Updated : 2025-08-07

Pinned and Plated - 4

Chapter FourThe Cellar Drake hated waiting.He hated it even more when the reason he was waiting had the audacity to walk in late—on his turf—with someone else.The dining room froze as the door opened and Emery stepped inside wearing deep navy, his curls perfect and that pompous smirk on.And beside him… a tall, pale man in designer shoes with an arm draped too familiarly around Emery’s lower back.Drake’s jaw clenched. The sommelier beside him muttered, “Is that… a date?”Drake didn’t answer but his eyes were knives.—Emery knew he was being watched. He felt Drake’s stare like heat on his skin before he even sat down. It made him smirk harder.He didn’t bother looking toward the kitchen. Not yet. Let the bastard simmer.“Dimitri,” he said sweetly to the man beside him, “have whatever you want. The chef here is known for giving… memorable experiences.”He punctuated that with a slow lick of his wine glass rim.Drake didn’t send a waiter, he walked to the table himself.“Evening,”

Last Updated : 2025-08-07

Pinned and Plated - 5

Chapter FiveBurn the Recipe, Keep the FireThe Palate – “No Stars, No Apologies: What He Taught Me in the Kitchen”“He didn’t want a good review.He wanted to destroy me.And maybe he did.Drake Neri doesn’t cook food. He crafts surrender. His kitchen is a battlefield, and I walked in thinking I was a sniper. But the moment he touched me—fed me—fucked me—I wasn’t a critic anymore. I was consumed.No stars. No summary. Just this: I’d crawl on hands and knees through his kitchen again just to taste the heat in his mouth.”The critique was published anonymously but everyone knew who wrote it and who it was about.Drake read the piece at 2:47 a.m., shirtless, still tasting him on his tongue. He should’ve felt smug, instead he felt fucked.Not sexually—he’d already done that. Twice. No, this was worse. He felt known, seen in a way that made his skin itch so he did the only thing he could think to do.He got dressed and went to find Emery.The knock on Emery’s hotel door came at 3:12 a.m

Last Updated : 2025-08-08

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