Mid Week Tease: Two to Tango #MWTease

MidWeekTeaseHappy Hump Day! Let’s celebrate it with another wonderful Mid Week Tease, courtesy of the lovely and talented Sandra Bunino. This week, I’ll be sharing a teaser from my current WIP, a M/M SF erotic caper story titled Two to Tango.

Enjoy, and make sure to hit the list after the teaser to see other great Mid Week Teases!

Rory Maclellan, aka the Highlander, is one of the most successful interstellar art thieves out there. He’s careful, professional, and plans his heists down to the microsecond. Surprisingly, he also has a conscience. So when he runs into a suicidal museum worker during his latest job, he has no choice but to stun the man and rescue him from certain death.

Dmitri Grigoryev was an up-and-coming exoarchaeologist until a disastrous dig left his career in tatters. Hungry, broke, and about to be laid off from the only job he’s been able to find in the last three years, he never expected a dashing thief to come along and ruin his suicide by saving his life.

With interstellar police on their tail, Rory and Dmitri reluctantly join forces for a major heist. But will their simmering attraction get in the way, or pull them even closer?


Dmitri turned over, glancing down the line of their bodies. Rory’s erection was very obvious in his kilt, almost comically so. He must have been contorting himself to keep it off my ass.

Of course, now that he was face up, his own erection started filling out nicely.

Leaning over him, Rory started massaging his shoulders and arms, going nowhere near his nipples or other erogenous zones. Finally, Dmitri couldn’t stand it any more. “Um, you’re hard.”

“I know,” Rory said evenly. “Don’t worry about it.”

“Kind of difficult to do that when it’s right over my stomach. Besides, so am I.”

Rory gave a half shrug. “Totally normal. Most guys get a boner during a massage. Don’t worry, it’s not like I’m going to make a move on you or anything.”

Dmitri didn’t understand why that admission annoyed him, but it did. “Of course not,” he muttered. “Why would you?”

Rory stopped at that, frowning. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

Dmitri turned his head. “I don’t know. Never mind.”

“Hey.” Long fingers cupped his chin, turning it back. “I’m not making a move on you because I don’t believe in hitting on someone when they don’t have a way out of the situation. I’m a thief, not a rapist. I mean, yes, I think you’re incredibly hot, which should be obvious by the fact that my cock can now cut diamond.” Rory glanced down at his crotch and grinned. “But that’s my problem, not yours.”

That’s what you think. Dmitri could feel Rory’s body heat moving through him, lighting up nerve endings that had been dead since Joss and Helene turned him into a scapegoat. He’d been sure that his life would be one long, slow slog through museum workshops, getting older and more bitter with each passing year until he was shunted off to some sterile senior station to die.

Instead, he had been kidnapped during a heist by the Known Worlds’ sexiest antiquities thief, arrested by and then rescued from CAPOD, been given the chance to restore a shattered Saolao ceremonial bowl, and now had said thief kneeling over him with a rock-hard erection after giving him the best massage of his life.

Why does it have to be a problem? He brought his hands to Rory’s exposed knees, watching the other man jump a bit from the unexpected contact. “What if I said yes?”

Rory frowned. “I’m sorry?”

“What.” Dmitri slowly ran his fingertips under the tartan, up Rory’s thighs. “If I.” He pressed the heels of his hands against the lean muscles, continuing his upward slide. “Said yes?” His fingers reached the top of each thigh, dancing over the crease where leg met groin. The skin was smooth there, but he could just feel the beginnings of crisp pubic hair brushing his thumbs, and the heat from what had to be an aching cock.

He wouldn’t let himself touch it. Not until he was sure they both wanted this. “Or do I have to spell it out for you?”

“Nooo, I think I’m catching on.” Rory leaned closer and kissed him, tongue flicking lightly across his upper lip. “You’re sure this all right?”


“Good. Because if you don’t touch my cock right now, my head is going to explode.”

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About Nicola Cameron

Nicola Cameron has had some interesting adventures in her life -- ask her sometime about dressing up as Tietania, Queen of the Bondage Fairies. When not writing, she wrangles cats, makes dolls of dubious and questionable identity, and thanks almighty Cthulhu that she doesn’t have to work for a major telecommunications company any more (because there’s BDSM, and then there’s just plain torture...).

Posted on January 29, 2014, in Mid Week Tease and tagged , , . Bookmark the permalink. 22 Comments.

  1. Such a yummy tease 🙂

  2. Damn, Nicola! Love this! Great description. I do love a man in a kilt. 🙂

    Thanks for joining the tease!

  3. Hi Nicola,
    You had me hooked with the blurb, then I read the excerpt and wow! It’s interesting too that I have a book coming up with an art thief as the antagonist 😉

  4. MWT is on fire this week! This was a hot, tension filled scene. Hopefully the guy’s head won’t explode. 😉 Thanks for sharing!

  5. Oh, kilt!! And this sounds soooo good!

  6. Loved the blurb and the tease 🙂

  7. Hi Nicola! One of my favorite things about your writing is what they say to each other. It’s sexy and very entertaining. Great job!

  8. Late to the party but great tease. You could feel the electricity between them!

  9. Hahaha. He gave in easily enough. Great snippet, Nicola.

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