Here it is! As promised...

It's your first official full-length sneak peek of PUSH, by Nyla K!

MM meets MMF in this steamy erotic taboo age-gap romance that will probably destroy you... Hopefully in a good way. If you're not into MM Romance/Gay Romance, you may want to avert your eyes here... ;)

*** 18+ Mature Content Below! ***

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I heard movement behind me, and I looked over my shoulder fast. I saw Ryan, approaching me hesitantly. He looked worried and nervous, his eyes wide and his strong jaw clenched.

I stood up slowly, ignoring the weird thump in my chest. I needed to not be affected by him the way I had been. We needed to shut this whole thing down, and quickly. My wife and daughter could be home any minute, and while I already made sure that every single piece of evidence from our sordid affair was properly disposed of inside the house, there couldn’t be even an ounce of sexual tension between us when they came back.

“Hey…” he spoke first, shifting his weight back and forth as he stared at me from across the room.

“Hey,” I grunted in a brusque tone, blinking a few times. “Are they…”

“Home yet?” he finished my question. “No. Hailey just texted that they’re leaving the outlets now…”

I nodded slowly, glancing down at the gardening tools by my feet. The outlets were about a forty-five-minute drive from home, so we had some time to sort our shit out before they got back.

“I’m gonna ask Hailey if we can drive back tonight,” Ryan muttered, his face fully serious.

My eyes popped back up to his and my brow creased. “Really? Why?” He gave me an obvious look. “I mean, it’s so late…”

I was so confused by what I was feeling, it was almost making me sick. I wasn’t sure how it was possible to feel relieved and upset at the same time.

“Yea, I know, it’s just…” he paused and sighed, shrugging as his eyes fell to the floor. “I don’t think I should be here anymore.”

“Ryan…” I grumbled, running a hand through my hair. “No, you probably shouldn’t, but I don’t want you to drive all night just to get away from me. You can leave in the morning…”

His eyes darted back up to mine, and he looked momentarily crushed, which confused the shit out of me even more. I didn’t want to hurt him, but we had to think rationally here.

I was married. And it wasn’t like some kind of loveless marriage or anything. I was still very much in love with my wife. I wanted to be with her for the rest of my life, and I knew that wasn’t going to change. If it hadn’t changed in nineteen years, it wasn’t going to, even after this.

This thing with Ryan was exciting, and different. I had been looking for something to shake up my boring life, and I sure as fuck found it. But it didn’t mean that I didn’t love Jess. The two almost had nothing to do with each other.

Except that they did, because Jess would be crushed if she found out I cheated…

And Hailey would be devastated if she found out it was with Ryan.

God dammit… what the fuck did I do?? How did everything get so complicated in one fucking day?!

“So… you do want me to leave?” Ryan asked, his voice almost nonexistent.

“Ryan, it’s not about what I want,” I scoffed, shaking my head. “You have to leave. You’re going back to school. With Hailey. That’s where you belong. Today was fun… It was… fucking fantastic, but it was a mistake.” I paused to collect my thoughts. “I love my wife… And you love Hailey.”

“Hailey and I are still young…” he shook his head, looking down again. “We have our whole lives to be serious.”

“So you’re saying you were just stringing her along?” I grunted, my eyes hardening a little. “She’s my daughter, Ryan. I told you what would happen if you hurt her…”

“Me?” he laughed condescendingly. “What about you? I’m pretty sure sleeping with her boyfriend constitutes hurting.”

My jaw clenched, as did my fists by my side as my blood began to boil. I took a step closer.

“Don’t you dare fucking talk to me like that,” I snarled, staring daggers at him. “It takes two to fuck, kid. Yes, I accept my part in this, but I didn’t force you into anything. You can try to paint me as the devil, but your hands are just as dirty as mine.”

His chest was heaving a little bit, nostrils flaring in obvious anger. It reminded me of the garage earlier… And how hot it was to fight with him. All that raging testosterone… It was clouding both of us from thinking rationally.

I had to stop it. I was still pissed, but I needed to focus.

I think Ryan was making the same realization, because I saw him swallow hard, and his eyes yet again fell away from mine.

“So that’s it then?” he asked, sounding despondent. “We just pretend it never happened?”

“You got a better idea?” I sighed. My temples were throbbing. I felt a swift migraine coming on.

Ryan shrugged and started walking toward me. My pulse instantly quickened. As he approached me, I backed up, but he still kept coming.

“Ryan…” I pleaded with my eyes, begging him to stay back. I obviously couldn’t help myself where he was concerned, and I needed him to keep away before something bad happened again.

“I just want to say goodbye…” he murmured, only a few inches from my face. “We won’t get to when the girls are here.”

I swallowed hard and nodded. “It’s for the best.”

He nodded back, his gaze dropping to my lips. He just wants to say goodbye… It’s fine.

He leaned in slowly and I met him in the middle, our lips pressing together softly. I couldn’t help the involuntary moan that slipped out of my mouth into his as his lips parted, and he slid his tongue in to meet mine. I reached up and grabbed his jaw, kissing him harder, sucking tenderly on his plump bottom lip.

It just felt so good, the next thing I knew he had backed me up against a wall and we were making out, furiously. I spun him around and pushed him against the wall, my hands running all over the place. He grabbed my ass and I grinded my hips against his, feeling his erection and letting him feel mine.

Minutes passed and still no sign of slowing. The goodbye aspect of the kissing was long gone and was replaced by burning need. Gasping and panting, grunting and moaning, kissing, sucking, licking, biting. It was all so necessary. I was starting to fear that I wouldn’t be able to just sweep this indiscretion under the rug. This feeling was too good not to have all the time.

I was beginning to sympathize with drug addicts. Maybe I should take up heroin or something… It’s gotta be safer than this.

Another few minutes and Ryan was unzipping my pants and dropping to his knees.

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Issue 2 · 08 May 2019

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