Once or twice a month, on a Friday, I’ll drop a free read here for your reading pleasure.
Heat rating: Explicit
Genre: Contemporary
Summary: Faking car trouble is one way to get a mechanic into bed. Or spread over the hood of your car.
Word count: ~1600
“You’ve had so many problems with this thing; maybe you should just cut your losses and buy a new car. It’d save you a lot of hassle, and money. You’ve been back nearly every week for about a month and a half, and every time there’s something new.”
“I know, it’s annoying the hell out of me.” Dan handed his keys over to Miguel, the mechanic who usually dealt with his car troubles. Their hands touched, briefly. Long enough for Dan to feel the warmth in Miguel’s touch.
He watched as Miguel popped the hood and leaned over to check the engine. Miguel’s blue overalls stretched tight over his ass and across his shoulders, and Dan couldn’t help but stare. Every time he visited, despite his best efforts, Miguel’s body, quiet humour and sincere smile would have him head-over-heels again.
Miguel turned suddenly to say something.
Dan was gazing lovingly at Miguel’s ass. He’d looked away, but not fast enough.
Miguel squinted at him. “Were you checking me out?”
Dan’s embarrassment was fierce. “What? No, I wasn-”
Miguel dropped the hood. “I think I understand the source of all your engine troubles now.”
Dan was nervous. Miguel was looking at him in a way that his dick appreciated far too much, and at this rate it was going to give him away. “Oh? W-what do you think it is?”
Miguel wagged an accusing finger at him. “You know about engines,” he said. “The other week when I asked you about the sump, you knew exactly what I meant. That’s when I started thinking, ‘hey, this is odd, this guy obviously knows his stuff, probably enough to fix things for himself, and yet he just keeps coming back, a new problem every week. Why?’”
Dan swallowed hard. Miguel discarded his wrench on the workbench, and stepped towards him.
“What are you talking about?” he said.
“The frequency of problems makes me think sabotage, but whoever did this would need to know what they were doing, I mean really know, so it isn’t obvious it was done on purpose.” Miguel nodded, still coming towards him. “Your skill is impressive.”
He was close now. So close Dan could feel the heat off the man’s body. “Hey, what are you suggesting? I don’t know the first thing about-”
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