Empty Nests: DVD Extra – Cut Scenes
I cut a sex scene out of Empty Nests. It wasn’t originally my idea. It was suggested by my editor. I originally balked at the idea. Who cuts a sex scene out of a romance novel? But I gave it a try and it stayed cut. My editor’s thoughts were that if felt like it was there just to be there. It comes in towards the end of Empty Nests when James and Gabe are spending the night in San Francisco. Originally, when Empty Nests and Bowerbirds was one giant mess of a novel the scene came in about halfway through the book.
Since we now live in the glorious internet age where nothing is really forgotten, as a gift for all of you who have read Empty Nests, and those of you still thinking about it, here is Gabe and James getting it on.
Gabe slid a key card into a pair of double doors that opened into a foyer. It was a hotel room with its own foyer. He dragged them through, closed the doors, then kissed James deeply.
“Let me take you to bed. It’s been way too long since I’ve seen you naked.”
“I can get behind that.”
Gabe grinned and led them down a hallway. From what James could see, peeking through doors, the suite was at least double the size of his apartment. “You got all this for us?”
“I told them I wanted a suite. Most of them were booked up.” Gabe pulled him to the end of the hall and into a large bedroom.
Gabe slipped out of his shoes and dropped his jacket over a chair before turning to James. James swallowed. On occasion Gabe would get a slightly predatory look in his eyes. It heated James up faster than almost any other look.
Gabe stalked toward him. He toed off his own shoes and started unbuttoning his shirt, more than a little afraid that if he didn’t get it off, it might be torn from his body. Gabe stilled his hands and took over, carefully undoing each button while dragging the tips of his fingers across James’s body.
He pushed it off James’s shoulders and let it fall to the floor. Without looking down he unzipped James’s pants and roughly shoved them off his hips, yanking his underwear down with them. James stood there, half wobbly with lust, as naked as he could get. Gabe was still fully dressed and in control.
He ran his thumb across James’s lips. James darted his tongue out to lick at it. Gabe pushed, slipping it past James’s lips. James sucked at it hard and twirled his tongue.
“Oh my, you are learning some naughty tricks, aren’t you?” Gabe pulled his thumb away.
James didn’t answer. Instead he began unbuttoning Gabe’s shirt, teasing himself with little glimpses of dark skin. Only when the last one was undone did James push Gabe’s shirt from his shoulders. He slid his hands to Gabe’s pants. It was a little trickier than he expected, and he had to look to undo the belt, but he managed to free Gabe from the dark, tailored trousers.
Gabe drew him close as if they were dancing again, skin-to-skin this time. James once closed his eyes and laid his head on Gabe’s shoulder. Gabe swayed to silent music before slowly spinning him toward the bed.
The blankets had already been neatly turned down, but Gabe pulled them nearly off before slipping between the sheets and beckoning James to join him.
James did, feeling the coolness of the sheets ease across his overheated skin. Gabe pulled him close and kissed him. He felt Gabe’s erection pressing against his own, hot and hard. He started to move but James had other ideas. There was something he’d been fantasizing about, and something about being in a hotel room made him feel bold. He pulled away from the kiss, then wriggled his way down under the sheets. Gabe’s scent enveloped him, warm musk, free of any other scent. He took a deep breath through his mouth, trying to taste that smell. As he did he examined Gabe’s cock, contemplating the length and girth. Finally he took one more deep breath and took Gabe into his mouth.
“Oh God,” Gabe moaned above him. James took that as encouragement. He couldn’t get much in—only a few inches before it hit the back of his throat. He tried bobbing his head, and Gabe moaned, but he was pretty sure he was at a bad angle for it.
He pulled away to make another study of the situation. Gabe flicked back the sheets and rolled onto his back. James scrambled between Gabe’s legs and tried again. The angle was better, allowing him to suck in Gabe a little deeper. He wrapped his hands around the rest.
“Jesus,” Gabe breathed and laced his fingers into James’s hair.
James tried sucking harder, noting the way Gabe began to arch off the bed. He started bobbing his head. Gabe’s fingers tightened in his hair. He began working his hands in time with the bobs of his head. Gabe moaned in a way James had never heard and started raising his hips in time with James’s strokes. James tried for just a little more in his mouth, but he choked and coughed for a second before finding his rhythm again.
Suddenly Gabe grabbed his head tight, thrust twice, then yanked James’s head away. James kept stroking though, and just like that first morning in the shower, Gabe pumped himself dry over his fingers.
Gabe took a deep breath as James removed his hands. “Sorry,” Gabe mumbled. “Watching you suck my cock was just too damn sexy. I couldn’t hold out.” James wasn’t sure what to say, but his erection was demanding some attention. Gabe looked him over. “Come up here, and I’ll see about getting my hands dirty too.”
James shuffled his way back up, trying not to rub his fingers all over the sheets. Gabe grabbed his cock and started to stroke. He closed his eyes. Gabe had a very good technique, giving his wrist a little twist as he reached the top and driving in hard on the downstroke. James didn’t try to hold back. He had all night and maybe even the next morning. He’d be able to recharge, he felt sure of that. He let the fire flare, roll up his spine, then back down as he came across Gabe’s fingers.
He closed his eyes and sank into the soft bed. Gabe kissed him. “Want to find out how fancy the bathtub here is?”
“Sure, sounds fun.”
The bathtub and shower were not nearly as nice as Gabe’s, but they did the trick. James followed him back to the bed. It wasn’t late, but he was feeling tired. As he crawled between the cool sheets and into Gabe’s arms, he decided a little nap might not be a bad idea.
WHEN James opened his eyes, he was instantly aware the space next to him was empty. The bedside clock told him it was just after one. He strained his ears to listen for any sound. All he could make out was a very distant siren coming through the window. He got up and pulled on a bathrobe the hotel had provided, then went looking for Gabe. The hallway was dark, but he followed a faint glow coming from under a door down the hall. Pushing it open, he found a dining room that could seat at least ten connected to a large living room illuminated by a single lamp.