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by Heidi Champa
Category: Erotica/Gay-Lesbian Erotica/Gay Fiction
Description: As an environmental scientist, Cameron Phelps heads to Antarctica for six months to do the research of a lifetime. Examining ice cores and tracking carbon dioxide levels, he can work on a cause close to his heart, global warming, and finally put into practice all his years of hard work in the classroom. But that isn't the only reason he's heading miles from home to the coldest place on Earth. Cameron is running, from his broken heart and his uncertain future. More specifically, he's running from Avery Phillips.
Avery was supposed to be the love of Cameron's life, but just as they were ready to start their lives together, both working toward bright futures, Avery betrayed Cameron in the worst possible way. Not only did he cheat on Cameron, but also stole the fellowship opportunity Cameron wanted. Devastated that the relationship ended, by the pain of the break-up and the cruelty of Avery's last words, Cameron made the rash decision to go far, far away.
When he arrives in Antarctica, Cameron meets Ryan, an ice driller and five-year veteran of the station, who intrigues the researcher with one crooked smile. Wary of Ryan's larger-than-life personae, Cameron is content to stay safe and warm in his laboratory, doing research and keeping his heart safe. But Ryan has other plans for Cameron. Ryan invites him into his world, which includes both the dangerous landscape that defines Antarctica and the heat of his bed. Just as Ryan starts to melt the ice around Cameron's heart, however, old fears and new betrayals threaten to undo their budding relationship.
Can Cameron forget the past and open up to the possibility of love with Ryan? Or is his heart forever frozen like the ice all around him?
Genres: Gay / Contemporary
eBook Publisher: Amber Quill Press, 2010
eBookwise Release Date: June 2011
6 Reader Ratings:
Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [113 KB]
Reading time: 74-103 min.
"4 Nymphs!...A first for me by author Heidi Champa and it won't be my last. Let me say that what first attracted me to this story was the unusual location. I never expected to see a romance set in the cold and dangerous wasteland of Antarctica, so finding this 25K novella was a pleasure. It was obvious from the outset that Ms. Champa did her research when it came to the important details of living life safely in the blistering cold world of a scientific station at the bottom of the world. Her descriptions were full-bodied and well-written, making the station and its inhabitants come alive...Thumbs up Ms. Champa...I found this to be an enjoyable afternoon read that kept my attention from the first page to the last."--Mystical Nymph, Literary Nymphs Reviews
"You wanna get fucked, don't you? You wanna come with my big cock in your tight ass?"
"God, yes, Ryan. I want you to fuck me. Please, fuck my ass."
"Wow, didn't have any trouble that time, did you, kid?"
I watched him cross the room and dig in his desk drawer. He had taken off his boxers, so I could see his hard cock jutting straight out in front of him. It was bigger than any I had ever seen before, and my own cock hardened at the prospect. He returned to the bed, grabbing me by the hips and moving me forward. I heard the pop of the lube top open, and soon the warm press of his tongue became the cool slide of his lubed fingers. He was patient, working me open a bit at a time with his sawing fingers. My discomfort faded fast, replaced with deep need. Just as I got used to his intrusion, he was gone.
I heard the familiar crinkle of the condom wrapper and held my breath, waiting for him to roll it on. The unyielding press of his cock against my asshole forced me to breathe again. Ryan gasped right along with me when I felt my sphincter give way and let him in fully. The fingers that had been digging bruises into my hips released, making my cock swell more in my stroking hand.
I knew I wouldn't last long, and when he started moving inside my ass in deep, measured strokes, I cried out louder than I intended to. He wanted me to feel every inch, taking his time to pull almost all the way out before plunging back in to the root. I squeezed my eyes shut, perspiration flushing my face and back as I took him. Ryan threw gasoline on my fire with more dirty words.