My Sexy Saturday #MSSWeek31 #MySexySaturday

7 paragraphs, 7 sentences or 7 words...as long as it's sexy. 

What is sexy to you? 

This weeks sexy ~ Marik Jette and Keegan Gautier have an intimate encounter that leaves Keegan fleeing and Marik chasing.

Enjoy the excerpt from Yesterday's Secrets (Unedited). 

A new venture with author Dakota Trace.

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Meet Marik Jette

Holding Keegan in his arms, Marik caught him against his chest as the man went boneless. Using one hand he massage the hairless chest in small tight circles while he milked the spurting dick, drawing out the last of Keegan's seed.

"Mon dieu," Keegan sputtered while attempting to right himself.

"Shush, mi amorcito, we don't want them to hear us and know that we've been naughty by watching them." After helping Keegan right himself, Marik wiped his hand on his slacks. He nodded toward the orgasming couple. The urge to reach for Keegan overwhelmed him. The man's soulful amber eyes spoke volumes to him. They spoke of lust and a bit of regret. But what surprised him the most, was for an instance, he swore they spoke of love. Could it be that Keegan was in love with him? Albeit knowing that he was gay? Reaching for Keegan, a hand slapped his away.

"What are you doing here? How, why?" Keegan's voice was shaky, and bewilderment and panic mingled in his eyes. "You touched me.  Mon dieu, you have my cum on your hand and slacks.  What the fuck are you doing here in Key West? Vacationing?" Marik noted the slip of sarcasm that dripped from his voice.

"Come with me, please, and I'll explain." He held out his hand. "Let's go somewhere private, where we can talk." Marik suddenly needed to do more than explain why he was in Key West.  It wasn't for just his interview, but fate. Perhaps this was to be his second chance with Keegan. To explore an opportunity youth and stupidity caused him to miss. But before he could say more, Keegan made a slight chirping sound and ran towards a villa.  A smile crossed his face. Lady luck was with him,  even if his sexy new neighbor had run, at least Marik knew where to find him now.  You can run but you can't hide forever, mi amorcito.

"Caramba! What the hell have I done?" He couldn't believe that he'd found himself in such an intimate and compromising position with the man who'd haunted his most erotic fantasies. 

 "Mierda! Ahora, ¿qué voy a hacer?"  He muttered in his native Spanish, as he made his way toward the villa he'd been provided for his stay, being as quiet as possible. The last thing he wanted to do was draw the exhibitionist lovers' attention. He shook his head as his hard-on protested every step in the wrong direction. His rampant libido wanted to barge into Keegan's place and take up where they'd left off. The man not only had a body that wouldn't quit, but the erection he'd held earlier had been mouth-watering. Slightly veined, long, and oh so wonderfully thick. What he wouldn't do to have that fine specimen in his mouth or ass. Only the self-control he'd honed since leaving college kept him walking up the up the sandy path toward home.