The Unrequited Trilogy is the story of how two very different men find their lives colliding in an emotional whirlwind of longing, lust, and denial. Follow Tristan Bailey and Joshua Malone as they fight their inner demons together in this contemporary ManLove romance.
Tristan Bailey is a man who never takes no for an answer in anything he does or wants. Life treats him good as the CEO of his own airline, and one of New York's finest bachelors. Men and women alike fall at his feet, the world opens to him without complaint. There isn't much he desires. Until he lays eyes on Joshua that is.
Death has become a living nightmare for Joshua Malone. No matter what he does a past riveted with pain and destruction follows him, and forces him to make life decisions he would rather not. Josh never wanted to be reminded of the heartache that loving someone could bring, but he finds himself struggling to deny Tristan's advances.
Two different worlds collide in a heated meeting of longing and lust. Can the inner fears of one be laid to rest by the new found love for the other, or will they both be denied?
"Fucking hell you taste so damn good." Growling low in his throat, Josh devoured Tristan. His resolve was completely gone. He wanted this man with a fierceness he never felt in his life before. Not even with Awan. He grunted as he slipped his hands into Tristan's jacket, shoving it off his shoulders before dragging it off his arms. As it tumbled to the floor Josh claimed Tristan's mouth again, delving his tongue into the warm cavern to duel with his own. Tristan groaned, his hands clenching and unclenching where they gripped Josh's biceps.
"Touch me. I know you want to. Touch me, Tristan." Josh was startled by the desperation lacing his voice, but it didn't stop him. He tore away Tristan's clothes, exposing smooth pale skin. Not an inch of it marred by even a blemish. He was so fucking beautiful. Gripping Tristan's shoulders Josh pushed him down onto the seat, following him over to place kisses to his collar bone and chest.
"Joshua. I," Tristan's words died on a moan as Josh captured one of his beaded nipples between his teeth, tugging lightly as his big hands roamed over Tristan's finely muscled stomach. He arched and pleaded with Josh to take more, and he did. Reaching for the buttons on his pants, Josh slowly released Tristan's cock. It was thick and ruddy, the bulbous head shining temptingly in the low light overhead.
"I'm going to taste you as you've tasted me in the past." Without wasting another second Josh descended and wrapped his mouth around Tristan's cock, stroking the pulsing shaft as he teased the head with blunt teeth. Josh moaned at the salty taste of him, at the way the thick vein throbbed against his tongue on the upward stroke. It had been so long since he had done anything like this, and he was glad he held out until Tristan walked into his life. He couldn't see himself doing this with anyone else.
"Joshua. Damn, baby. So fucking good." Tristan chanted his name over and over again, tugging on his hair and arching beneath him with every slide of his mouth along his cock. It made him feel good knowing he could elicit this kind of reaction from Tristan. "Don't stop! Fuck you, never stop." Joshua groped and massaged Tristan's balls, head bobbing up and down on his shaft. That thick delicious cock jerked and kicked in his mouth, the salty tang of cum coating his tongue. He could tell Tristan was close, and he didn't want him to come like this. Pulling away he kissed a hot trail up over Tristan's stomach and chest, reclaiming his mouth in a hard melding of lips.
"I want you. I can't wait to get home." Josh pushed Tristan's pants down off his hips. "I don't want our first time to be in the back of a damn car, but I can't seem to stop myself." Tristan groaned long and loud, forcing Josh's mouth back to his for a slow sensual kiss that seemed to last a lifetime. They melted into each other, their movements unrushed as they tasted and savored, memorizing every delicious inch of the other's perfect mouth. Tristan's breath fanned Josh's face, warming his flesh just as much as Tristan's attentions had warmed his heart. It was a kiss which rocked his world and stole his breath, changing him forever, ruining Josh for all others.
When Tristan pulled away Josh's head had cooled some, his breathing evening out as he leisurely ground his confined cock against Tristan's. "There's a hotel nearby. I own it. We could go there." Tristan panted, sweat beading on his brow as he stared up at Josh.
"Okay, good. Let's go there. I need to be inside you and I can't wait any longer."
Tristan hit the button on his armrest. "Stephen, take us to the Orchid." No sooner had he released the button than Josh was on him again. His lust-addled mind urged him to fuck the guy here and now. Hard and fast. Josh's cock jerked in response, his skin felt tight and his blood heated as he kissed and licked Tristan's smooth hairless chest. His emotions were warring inside of him. He wanted Tristan, but thoughts of Awan and his past threatened to destroy his need for the man beneath him. It was killing him having to choose, but as Tristan groaned his mind cleared some and he knew what path he would take. He would have Tristan tonight.
When the car stopped it took everything in him to release Tristan. They were both panting hard, eyes never leaving the other as they righted their clothes. Without a word Tristan climbed from the car, Josh's hand grasped tightly in his own. They walked through the main foyer of the hotel and straight into the elevator. Tristan removed a key from his back pocket and shoved it into the control panel. The twenty-first floor lit up as the elevator started.
"Tristan, why am I standing here alone?" Josh smirked as startled eyes met his own. Clutching the front of his wrinkled shirt Josh tugged Tristan back into his arms, flush against his chest. Their foreheads met. The sound of their combined panted breaths the only sound in the small compartment. Feeling braver than before Josh wrapped Tristan in a tight embrace, his hands roaming down over that tight ass to grip it firmly. "You have no idea how hard I've been fighting this, but no more. Tonight your ass is mine, Bailey." The last was said on a groan as Tristan moved the last few centimeters to bring their lips back together. They took their time with this kiss, exploring one another's mouths, suckling on lips and tongues as their hands caressed and fondled. When the elevator came to a stop Joshua walked Tristan backward out of it, not even taking notice of their surroundings as he pinned the guy to the nearest wall.
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BETRAYAL (Book Two)
Following the difficult trials leading to their newfound relationship, Tristan and Joshua thought things would get easier. They had fought their dark pasts together, and made a vow to never allow them to control their lives again.
Now a whole new kind of complication has arrived to test their loyalty and trust. A sexy complication in the form of Logan Mclean.
Lust, lies and emotions run rampant as the Scottish businessman wedges himself between the lovers. Have Tristan and Joshua truly laid the ghosts of their pasts to rest, or will they allow another’s desires to ruin everything? For in this ever growing world of emotion, one step can lead to either complete happiness, or an ultimate betrayal.
Joshua sighed contently as he held him tight. “Damn, T, I have missed you.” At those words, Tristan fused their mouths together in a hard kiss. It was almost desperate. All he wanted to do was feel, taste, and smell his lover. He wanted to drown in the man he loved and forget everything else that had happened over the past few days. Tristan never wanted to think of Logan ever again, especially now that he was back where he belonged, in Joshua’s arms.
As if sensing his thoughts, Joshua held him tighter, deepening their kiss as he walked them backwards into the sitting room. Tristan went willingly, stumbling over whatever was on the floor until the backs of his legs hit the couch. Not once did they break their kiss as they took the time to relearn each other’s bodies, peeling away clothing to caress smooth, warm flesh.
Tristan groaned into his lover’s mouth, their tongues duelling for supremacy as the kiss became more heated. It felt divine, a balm that soothed his anxious mind. He never wanted to keep anything from Joshua, yet he feared losing him over what had happened between him and Mclean. Considering his past, it would be difficult for his man to think on anything else, and that was something Tristan could never fault him for. He should stop this and tell him the truth, yet he was a selfish bastard, and as Joshua tugged him tighter into his embrace, Tristan pushed those horrid thoughts aside and lost himself in sensation. Kissing his lover fiercely, he groaned and gasped, their teeth clashing as they devoured each other. He wanted to taste every inch of this man before him, and would have done so if Joshua had not broken the kiss to drop to his knees.
Tristan watched on bated breath as his zipper was lowered to release his stiff rod, his shaft clasped gently in a sure grip. He loved it when Joshua treated him to one of his amazing blowjobs, but right now, all he could think about was either being buried balls-deep within his man’s tight ass, or vice versa.
“Damn, baby, no! I just want—”
His words died in his throat as the hot cavern of Joshua’s mouth engulfed his cock completely, his lust-fogged mind urging him to relax and enjoy. Tristan grunted, reaching for his lover’s head as he began a slow roll of his hips. “So good, Joshua! Always so damn—”
Pleasure shot through his shaft and balls as blunt teeth caught the swollen head of his cock teasingly. Glancing down at his man, he smirked at the challenging glint in his blue eyes. “You are so fucking hot, baby. I love seeing your greedy lips wrapped around my cock.” At his husked words, Joshua sucked hard, his lover’s cheeks hollowing as he did so. “Dammit!”
Joshua teased him with that wicked tongue, massaging the underside of his shaft before pulling back completely. Tristan was about to voice a complaint when the base of his cock was gripped hard. Joshua smirked up at him, stroking his throbbing rod before sucking one of his balls into his talented mouth. The way he worked him had Tristan thrusting forward harder than before, the ruddy head of his cock caressing his man’s cheek.
“You always taste so damn good, T,” Joshua purred in that sexy, deep voice of his as he once again took Tristan into his mouth. It felt amazing, the slick glide of his lover’s hot lips and tongue as he suckled gently, his deft fingers reaching up to squeeze and massage Tristan’s damp sac before easing down to probe his puckered hole. It was too much.
“Ah, fuck, baby. Don’t tease me.” On a groan, Tristan arched backward against those eager fingers, tightening his grip on Joshua’s hair as the tip of one finger breached his ass. Panting hard, he let his head roll back against his shoulder, his body heating as his man continued to lave and suck his hard cock. He couldn’t take any more. If he didn’t stop it now, he would come in that welcoming mouth.
“Baby, please, I can’t—” Tristan grunted as blunt teeth scraped the underside of his shaft once more, sending a shudder throughout his entire body. “Fucking hell!”
Grabbing his man’s shoulders, he pulled him to his feet and captured his lips in a fierce kiss. Joshua chuckled against his mouth, his large hands trailing up Tristan’s back to cup the nape of his neck possessively. Taking control once more, he spun Tristan around, then pushed him forward to kneel on the arm of the couch.
“I’m going to drive you wild before giving you what you want, T. I’m going to fucking savor you.” Joshua’s voice grew thicker with every lust-coated word he spoke, his warm, callused hands caressing Tristan’s naked back and ass as he parted his cheeks slowly. Anticipation had Tristan mewling like a horny housewife as he waited for what he knew was coming next, and on the initial contact of his man’s hot tongue on his puckered hole, he jerked off his perch on the couch.
Joshua growled low in his throat as he gripped Tristan’s hips hard and forced him back into position, his tongue delving deep instantly. Tristan cried out, fisting the couch cushions as his lover kept his word and drove him insane. He fucked him with fingers and tongue, stroking his shaft in the same languorous rhythm, making him ache deliciously.
“Joshua, please…I’m going to…fuck, baby, I need to come.” Was that pleading voice really his own? Tristan was surprised at how needy and desperate he sounded. He would never have allowed anyone to do this to him in the past, never would have given up control so easily. Yet this was Joshua, the only person to have ever reduced him to this, and it made Tristan love the gorgeous, sensual man all the more.